Cold CEO, Hug Me

"What are you doing? Are you trying to scare me to death?" Jing Bao'er complained as she wobbled and buckled up her seat belt.

"Jing Bao'er, have I told you that the worst thing would be getting drunk when you're with a man!"

"Burp …" Jing Bao'er uncomfortably burped, looked at Jing Rong and laughed: "I do."

"Then how many times have you done this!" Looking at her, he really wanted to throw her out!

"The second time. "What's wrong?"

"Jing Bao'er, you promised me that you won't come into contact with Gu Yubai again! You're still a child! Right now, your main task should be to learn! " He gritted her teeth.

"Hehe, I just promised you that I wouldn't interact with Gu Yubai, and I didn't promise you that I wouldn't interact with him either. So what if I'm dating him? You're the only one with a girlfriend, and I'm not allowed to have a boyfriend? What bullsh * t logic is this! "

"I'm an adult, and you're a child, how can it be the same?!" he growled.

If he hadn't seen her drunk, he really wanted to grab her and strangle her to death!

"What's the difference? In my opinion, it's all the same!" Scene … Jing Rong, do you know … Let's both of us, this is what you call being unfair... "Haha …"

After she finished speaking, she slowly closed her heavy eyelids and fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing her like this, Jing Rong knew that he couldn't bring her home.

If the old tutor were to run into him, it would be another storm.

Even though he was angry at her, he still had to protect her.

There was no choice, he could only drive the car, and head towards the Qiantan Villa.

… ….

After returning to the Qiantan Villa, Jing Rong carried Jing Bao'er into her room.

Turning on the light, the entire world turned dark and bright. This kind of brightness allowed him to clearly see Jing Bao'er's deeply drunk face.

"Burp …" Lil 'White, come, let's continue to drink. " She wrapped her arms tightly around Jing Rong's neck and burped.

The pungent smell of the wine and the ear-piercing words, made Jing Rong's face turn even darker.

Walking to the front of the bed, he threw Jing Bao'er onto the bed and cursed: "Drink, drink, drink you to death."

The sudden feeling of weightlessness caused Jing Bao'er to immediately open her eyes.

Faintly, when she saw Jing Rong, she laughed, "Burp … Fourth Uncle, why are you here? Where am I? Am I dreaming? "

He ignored her, turned, and walked out.

Tonight, he had no place to vent his anger, and he didn't want to say a word to her.

Seeing that Jing Rong was about to leave, Jing Bao'er immediately got up and staggered to his front. Tiptoeing on his tiptoes, he used all his strength to push him down onto the bed …

"Jing Bao'er... Are you crazy?! " Abruptly, she pushed him down, causing Jing Rong to berate her harshly.

Jing Bao'er just laughed and licked her lips. She pounced on him and started chewing on his neck and ears as she spoke incoherently, "Breaking up with your girlfriend, alright? What can she do for you? Sleep with you? Kiss you and touch you? I can do any of these. If you don't believe me, I'll show you … "

Her cool little hands naturally grabbed onto a private place on his lower body, and rubbed it again and again …

Using the alcohol, Jing Bao'er became more bold.

Her bites, her kisses, her caresses, were like a fire that ignited all the baths in his body.

F * ck! This little scoundrel! He just didn't know what to do!

Her mind went blank. Originally, all of her senses and bottom line had been burned to ashes by this fire!

With a flip, he violently pressed her down. His sharp lips did not hesitate to cover her lips, constantly licking, biting, with hatred, and with boredom!

Under the effect of the alcohol, Jing Bao'er insolently catered to his kisses, allowing him to lick and bite her …

When the firewood met the blazing fire, at this moment, other than burning each other, they had no better choice!

At this moment, his mind was completely blank.

The next man, who was quietly bowing his head, felt a terrible pain. He gasped for breath as he kissed her. At the same time, he used his hand to tear apart her dress.

Grasping Wen's chest, he ruthlessly kneaded …

"Fourth uncle, you are mine, you can only be mine …"

"Fourth Uncle, please don't stay with other women, ok …"

"Fourth uncle, I love you …"

She moaned and twisted uncomfortably.

Fourth Uncle...

Fourth Uncle...

These two Fourth Uncle's words were like two buckets of bone-chilling cold water on a cold day, instantly watering Jing Rong's entire body, causing his good brothers to instantly soften.

The bath within his body retreated bit by bit, replacing it was his rationality!

"Shit!" He cursed and pushed Jing Bao'er away, pulling the blanket over her body.

"Ugh …" She turned her body uncomfortably, but there was no reaction. She just fell into a deep sleep …

Looking at the girl who was sleeping soundly on the bed, Jing Rong's heart grew increasingly restless.

He was clearly her fourth uncle.

But now, his care and concern for her had completely broken away from the level of an uncle!

He had a possessive desire for her! A strong possessive desire!

Occasionally, he would also have that kind of primal desire towards her that men had for women!

No...

They could not continue like this any longer!

He could not allow that seed of love, which could not bear Lun, to take root in his heart and grow unbridled.

He turned around, tidied up his clothes, and left the room.

… ….

On the second day, when Jing Bao'er opened her eyes, it was already ten in the morning.

When she opened her eyes, the scene of her passionately tangling with Jing Rong the other night was just like a replay of an old movie, repeated nonstop in her mind.

His overbearing kiss, the feeling of his big hands touching her chest, even after a dozen hours, it was still very clear …

Was she dreaming?

Spring-dream?

Raising the blanket, Jing Bao'er saw that she was wearing a torn skirt and the wrong bra. Jing Bao'er knew that it was not a dream, but a reality.

Only, later on, why didn't he continue ….

Because he wanted to be loyal to his girlfriend?

Or was it just because he still couldn't pass the test in his heart?

Thinking of his mysterious female companion, Bao`er's heart and all of her passion faded away.

His heart felt a slight stabbing pain!

… ….

After washing up and changing into clean clothes, Jing Bao'er went downstairs.

At that moment, Jing Rong was seated on the sofa in the living room, watching television.

The thin morning light shone through the French windows, making him particularly eye-catching.