The Only Person I Bow Down Is Her

Jian Chu rarely treats him with this attitude, but because of her illness, Liang Jingxing didn't care too much with her.

"What do you want to eat?" He bent down again and pulled the quilt in her arms, ready to cover her, "I will let Aunt Chen make it for you."

At this time, a buzzing and vibrating sound suddenly sounded in the room.

Liang Jingxing paused with her pulling the quilt, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and glanced down at the caller ID.

Jian Chu hugged the quilt on the bed and gradually curled up into a ball.

Liang Jingxing answered the call, held the phone to his ear, stood by the bed and listened, looking down at her.

As she curled up, her pajamas drew up for a while, revealing a small waist. The skin was fair and delicate, and it could be broken by blowing.

Liang Jingxing listened quietly to the phone, curled his lips and smiled, his fingers flicked on her bare skin, causing Jian Chu to turn his head to look at him again.

Liang Jingxing smiled and pointed to the quilt she was holding in her arms, motioned her to cover it so as not to catch the cold again, and at the same time turned back the first two sentences, grabbed his suit aside, and turned around and went out.

Jian Chu watched him walk around the end of the bed, staring at his legs in a gloomy mood.

In the evening, Aunt Chen made some light meals. Jian Chu had no appetite, so she just took a few mouthfuls and put down the dishes.

"Eat some more?" Aunt Chen said worriedly when she saw that she was eating less.

"I can't eat it anymore." She basically lost her sense of taste, and everything tasted like chewing wax.

After Jian Chu left the dining room, he went upstairs and entered the study.

I originally wanted to open a computer to do my graduation project, but my illness was not cured yet, and I couldn't do anything. So I got up and flipped through the bookshelf, and found an effortless fairy tale book—The Little Prince.

She leaned on the bookshelf and flipped through a few pages, then returned to the desk and sat on the chair to take a serious look.

Time passed by, and the book turned page after page.

In the book, the fox said to the little prince: To me, you are just a little boy, no different from thousands of little boys, and I don't need you, and you don't need me. To you, I am just a fox, no different from thousands of foxes, but if you tame me, we will need each other. You are my only person in this world, and I am also your only fox in this world...

Seeing this, Jian Chu felt like the fox in the book who longed to be tamed by the little prince, and wanted to be the only one in each other's lives with Liang Jingxing.

But ah, the little prince has his rose, and the little fox is not his official partner...

Her thoughts drifted away, and she fell asleep without knowing it, lying on the book.

**

At around nine o'clock in the night, nearly ten o'clock, the door of the villa's living room was opened from the outside.

The tall and leggy man walked in, with a suit jacket over his arms, like a wolf walking at night.

Aunt Chen came out of the kitchen, "Mr. Liang is back."

Liang Jingxing glanced at her, "How is she?"

"I didn't eat much in the evening. I cooked some millet porridge for her as a supper. Mr. Liang would have some together later?"

"No." Liang Jingxing walked up the spiral staircase.

Seeing that the door of the study opposite the bedroom was half open and the light was on inside, he paused as he walked to the door of the bedroom, loosened his tie, turned and walked towards the study.

At this time, Jian Chu was lying on the desk, sleeping ignorantly.

Liang Jingxing walked closer and glanced at the book on the table, but was pressed by her face and couldn't tell why.

He put his suit jacket on the table casually, bent down, and picked her up from the chair.

Liang Jingxing took her back to the bedroom, sat on the edge of the bed, took the forehead gun on the cabinet next to her and measured her body temperature.

38 degrees, still low-grade fever.

There were two knocks at the door.

"Miss Jianchu?" Aunt Chen stood at the door carrying the porridge.

Sitting on Liang Jingxing's lap, Jian Chu was awakened and opened his eyes slightly.

Lifting her eyes to see Liang Jingxing, she asked sleepily: "Are you back?"

"Yeah." Liang Jingxing touched her face, "Are you hungry? Have some porridge?"

Jian Chu shook his head, not wanting to eat.

"Aunt Chen." Liang Jingxing turned his head and explained to Aunt Chen who was waiting at the door, "Bring in a glass of water."

"Eh, good." Aunt Chen hurried to do it.

After feeding Jianchu and taking the medicine, Liang Jingxing put her on the bed and went to sleep, helped her tuck the quilt, took a bath by herself, and then came back to lie beside her and fished her into his arms.

Jian Chu got used to his embrace, and hugged him back in a daze.

In the darkness, Liang Jingxing's Adam's apple rolled down, his voice was **** and hoarse, "Get well soon."

"Um?"

"I want you."

Jian Chu: "..."

So he took care of her just to make her get better as soon as possible, so as to satisfy him?

Jian Chu's heart pierced for a while, turned over and got out of his embrace.

When his arms were empty, Liang Jingxing turned his head and saw her back to him, poke her back with a finger, "What are you doing? Huh?"

"Sleep!" Jian Chu didn't care about him anymore, angrily slapped his hands away, held his pillow and moved to the other side, pulling away from him.

"Sleep as you go to bed, why are you running so far?" Liang Jingxing got used to controlling, and then he took her back strongly, and put her in his arms.

Jian Chu wanted to struggle subconsciously, Liang Jingxing pinched her chin and lifted her face, "Or, do you want me to do you now?"

"I don't want it!" Jian Chu turned aside, resisting.

"Don't let me be obedient." Liang Jingxing held her arm around her and tucked the quilt for the two again.

If it wasn't for her illness, he could get her to beg for mercy.

Jian Chu was imprisoned in his arms, completely unable to move, and had to accept his orders and listen to him.

When she woke up the next day, Liang Jingxing took her temperature again, and the fever had completely subsided.

He asked her to take a good rest at home, but after he went out to work, Jian Chu still secretly went back to school.

Seeing her coming back, Zhu Xin pinched her waist and asked her angrily: "Did you do it?"

Jian Chu just entered the dormitory and was confused by her, and closed the door with her backhand, "What did I do?"

"Let your man mess up my internship." Zhu Xin said with red eyes and choked up.

Jian Chu didn't ask Liang Jingxing to do such a thing, and said strangely: "He doesn't know you at all, so why should he disturb your work?"

When she asked, Zhu Xin touched her nose with a guilty conscience.

Jian Chu's mind turned fast, walked a few steps closer to her, and questioned: "You did the post on the forum that splashed dirty water on me?"

Only then did Zhu Xin realize that Jian Chu didn't even know about it.

"No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense." She quickly turned around and ran from the ladder to her bed.

"Zhu Xin, I advise you to do less of the bad things." Jian Chu came to her bedside and reminded her solemnly, "Otherwise, next time, without him, I will make you cry very rhythmically."

Zhu Xin lay on the bed, evasively facing her with her back.

In the evening, Liang Jingxing still called and asked Jian Chu why he went out again and why he didn't go home. Jian Chu still tried to prevaricate him on the grounds that he was busy with his graduation project.

She needs a little bit of personal space, so she can think calmly, what are she and Liang Jingxing doing now, and how will they go on and continue the status quo in the future? Still...terminate.

On the fifth day of staying in school, the wedding of Lu Kexin and Li Siyue was ushered in.

The manor wedding was held locally, and Jian Chu was invited to be the bridesmaid.

The night before the wedding, she called Wen Ning to ask her if she wanted to ride in her car together.

Hearing Wen Ning's voice was not right, she subconsciously asked: "What's wrong with your throat? Have a cold?"

After asking the other side, there was silence before Jian Chu realized what was going on.

To attend the wedding tomorrow, He Zhizhou should come to Beijiang from Nancheng tonight. It is said that Xiaojie is better than newlyweds, not to mention that the two of them have been separated for many years.

Wen Ning cleared his throat awkwardly, tried to make his voice sound as normal as possible, and changed the subject and asked, "What is it for me?"

"I wanted to ask if you would take my car tomorrow."

"no need."

"Well, let's do this first, I won't bother you."

Jian Chu hung up the phone quickly.

Early the next morning, Jian Chu drove alone to the manor where the wedding was held.

In the garden in front of the manor, several members of the brotherhood were sitting around a European-style round table drinking coffee. When they saw her coming, they all greeted warmly.

"Sister Chu."

"Hi." Jian Chu stuffed the car keys into the bag, beckoned to them, turned a blind eye to someone in them, and continued on.

Gong Ling sighed, leaning in Liang Jingxing's ear, "What's the situation? Sister Chu is still angry with you for that? Is the temper so long?"

Liang Jingxing stared at Jian Chu passing by, took a sip of coffee, and stared at his cousin next to him coldly, "Are you embarrassed to ask?"

Gong Ling scratched his face badly.

"There is a good way to hold your girlfriend. If you dare to use me as a bridge in the future, I will make you cry and go back to grandpa."

In a private trip, why did the paparazzi happen to take photos and videos of him and the star at the same hotel? Does the little star's coffee position deserve someone to keep an eye on? Although Liang Jingxing is well-known, he is not in the circle and the paparazzi does not dare to stare at him, so he can only do it deliberately.

"Don't dare, don't dare, don't dare anymore." Gong Ling hurriedly raised his hand to promise, "You see, I didn't bring her here today."

Liang Jingxing didn't bother to care about his mess, put down the coffee cup in his hand with a cold face, got up and walked away.

The stairs of the manor are wooden and covered with red carpets. Jian Chu walked on high heels, knocking out a rhythmic muffled noise. When he was about to go up to the second floor, he heard someone calling himself.

She looked back and saw Liang Jingxing walking towards her. She withdrew her gaze and took a few steps with her skirt.

Liang Jingxing strode to the meteor, and soon overtook her, grabbing her hand at the top of the stairs, "What are you running?"

Jian Chu turned around, "Just run! What's the matter?"

Liang Jingxing: "..."

"Where did I provoke you? Huh?" Liang Jingxing almost laughed angrily, pinched her chin, raised her face, and stared at her, "Let's talk and listen."

At this moment, the door of the room behind him opened from inside, and Li Si stepped out.

Seeing that the two of them were about to kiss at the top of the stairs, he paused, and Jian Chu let go of Liang Jingxing's hand holding her chin, and turned his head to look over.

"Thanks for your hard work today." Li Siyue was dressed in a groom's suit, thinking that the two people couldn't help but kiss, and approached here with a smile.

Jian Chu smiled, "The bridegroom officer is polite."

With that, he let go of Liang Jingxing's other hand, glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and walked to the room where Li Si had come out casually.

On the door is posted: the bridal lounge.

Jian Chu entered the room. Lu Kexin happened to come out of the changing room just after changing her wedding dress. Jian Chu smiled, "It's beautiful."

Lu Kexin blushed and held her face down, and said charmingly, "Thanks to the wedding dress you designed for me."

Jian Chu approached with a smile, and went around her to check, striving for perfection.

Several other sisters from the bridesmaid group also arrived one after another. After entering the door, they all praised the bride and the wedding dress on her body, and they took out their mobile phones and kept taking pictures.

"How about Jian Chu? When do you design a wedding dress for yourself?"

Jian Chu had just changed into a bridesmaid to obey and came out of the dressing room. She suddenly heard someone from this group of sisters ask her.

She tightened her hand holding the skirt and froze at the door of the dressing room.

She also wants to know the answer to this question.

In fact, over the years, Jian Chu hadn't thought about it. She took the initiative to mention marriage to Liang Jingxing. She liked him and naturally wanted to have a family with him. But then, it seemed that she was forcing him.

What's the meaning of what is obtained by persecution? She always hoped that Liang Jingxing was willing to marry her. Of course, there may be another worse situation-Liang Jingxing rejected her directly.

He seems to have only desires and no heart, and the possibility of rejecting her is too high.

The sisters didn't have any bad intentions when they asked, but they just casually expressed concern, but after the questioning, the atmosphere in the whole lounge obviously cooled down.

Lu Kexin took Jian Chu's hand and smiled to ease the embarrassment in time, "Jian Chu and Mr. Liang have been together for so many years, and the relationship is so good. Sooner or later it will be a matter of getting married."

"Right, right, right." The others hurriedly followed, so as not to continue to be cold.

Jian Chu smiled and said nothing. At this moment, the bag she put on the dressing table next to her was buzzing and vibrating.

She walked over and took the phone out of her bag. Seeing that it was Wen Ning calling, she immediately connected it to her ear.

"I'm here, where are you now?" Wen Ning asked with a smile.

Because Wen Ning is already married and not suitable to be a bridesmaid, she came a little later.

It happened to be embarrassing here. Jian Chu planned to use this as an excuse to leave for a while and said, "I'll pick you up."

After speaking, she put away the phone, greeted Lu Kexin, and then opened the door and went out.

Along the long corridor, the men’s talk and laughter gradually approached. When he was about to reach the top of the stairs, Jian Chu suddenly heard a topic related to him, and subconsciously stopped.

"What about Mr. Liang? When do you plan to marry Miss Jian Chu?"

Hearing this, Jian Chu's heart jumped sharply.

The author has something to say: The real proposition is here. Everyone really spared no effort to push President Liang on the road to chasing his wife.