Hold the waist

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiao's mind raced, and she quickly came up with an excuse to get away with it: "It's because I was mad at your nephew and his girlfriend. I don't want to say more..."

Jiang Xiao waved her hands as she spoke, looking like she had a lot to say and didn't want to say more.

"My nephew?" Zhou Qishen raised the last line of his voice, as if he was aroused.

Jiang Xiao blinked innocently and suggested, "It's the illegitimate child that big brother just recognized."

"Her girlfriend accidentally spilled a glass of red wine on my skirt. I thought I was the elder and I shouldn't argue with her, so I didn't say anything. But your nephew rushed over and started to curse me. He was very arrogant and protective."

Zhou Qishen remembered the red wine stains on her white skirt when they first met in the parking lot, and did not respond for a moment.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiao thought he believed her nonsense, and couldn't help curling her lips, and continued to talk to herself: "I held a birthday party for your husband's sake, but he didn't appreciate it, and he even committed treason. I couldn't help it and slapped them each."

When it comes to talking nonsense, Jiang Xiao has never lost. After her re-narration and polishing, she not only restored what happened at the banquet, but also sounded very logical. She also tried to sow discord: "Husband, if your nephew wants to marry that woman in the future, you have to persuade our father not to let her into the house easily."

After hearing her words, Zhou Qishen couldn't help but admire her ability to turn black into white and white into black.

"Hubby, why don't you speak?"

After talking a lot but getting no response, Jiang Xiao couldn't help but look up and glance at him.

Zhou Qishen raised his hand to cover his lips, hiding the fleeting smile at the corner of his mouth, and the amusement in his eyes became even stronger: "Well, I will tell my dad."

He pronounced the words carefully, with a strong magnetism and a serious tone that made people believe him.

Wow, what a good actor.

Jiang Xiao silently complained in her heart, they were really more outspoken than each other.

She also realized that Zhou Qishen had no intention of exposing her for the time being. Although she didn't know what his intention was, for the time being, this was a good thing for her.

*

It was four o'clock in the morning in an upscale neighborhood in the city center.

The large duplex has one unit per floor and 270° wrap-around panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows. Looking out, the first thing that catches your eye is the Jinjiang River that spans the north city, with a wide view and beautiful scenery.

The numbers on the elevator kept jumping until they stopped at the 26th floor.

Zhou Qishen was the first to exit the elevator. After taking a few steps, he found that there was no movement behind him. Puzzled, he turned his head and found that the woman who had just vowed to go home with him was huddled in the corner of the elevator, not moving at all.

He raised an eyebrow: "Not coming out?"

Jiang Xiao saw a hint of impatience on his face and felt that she could no longer be hypocritical. She comforted herself that nothing would happen while moving forward in small steps at a snail's pace.

The apartment is decorated in the standard CEO style, mainly in black and white, simple and modern, with a large space and little human touch.

Jiang Xiao was in a state of extreme nervousness, her mind was a mess, and she was not stupid enough to ask why there was no trace of her as the "hostess" in the house.

"You sleep in the second room on the left. There's a bathroom in there."

After Zhou Qishen arranged her where to go for the night, he walked straight to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door, took out a bottle of refrigerated mineral water, unscrewed it easily, and started drinking it.

After taking a few sips of water, he suddenly thought of something and looked at Jiang Xiao who was standing there in a daze: "Would you like some water?"

Jiang Xiao nodded. After running around all night, she felt sleepy, thirsty and a little hungry. As an actress, her self-discipline did not allow her to eat late at night. She could only wait and find a way to get something to eat the next morning, but she still had to drink water.

Zhou Qishen paused, and instead of taking a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator and handing it to her, he turned and walked to the cabinet on the other side, took out a glass, and added some hot water from the built-in water dispenser.

Jiang Xiao watched him busying around and couldn't help but be surprised at how attentive he was. He had just prepared a mask for her at the entrance of the police station. Although he looked like an unapproachable cool guy, he was actually more caring than she thought.

I took the cup he handed me. The water was warm. I took a sip and found the water was just the right temperature.

After drinking the water, Jiang Xiao said "I'm going to take a shower" and quickly disappeared from Zhou Qishen's sight, like a rabbit, eager to escape from the territory of the wild beast.

Zhou Qishen retracted his gaze, played with the cigarette lighter in his hand, walked slowly to the open-air balcony, and lit a cigarette.

The cool wind blew the hair on my forehead, and the unique noise of cars in the city broke the rare tranquility.

Zhou Qi bit the cigarette butt lightly, with one hand in his pocket, staring at the hustle and bustle of traffic below, his posture lazy and quiet. He couldn't help but think of the little wife he had picked up for free in the house.

Extremely beautiful, and extremely interesting.

He knew clearly that she was pretending and that she had an ulterior motive, but for some reason, he still chose to take her home.

It's totally unlike him.

His thoughts flowed, and his memory drifted back to the first time he met her several years ago. She had deceived him with lies, making him willing to make an exception for her and be used by her.

A slightly immature smiling face slowly emerged in front of Zhou Qishen's eyes, and he curled his lips in self-mockery: "Nothing has changed, little liar."

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Zhou Qishen took off his cigarette and held it between his fingers. The smoke dissipated with the wind, and he glanced casually behind him: "If you hate the smell of cigarettes, just stand there and don't move."

Jiang Xiao paused.

There was no light on the balcony, and Zhou Qishen, dressed in black, was almost perfectly hidden in the night. Only a few sparks could vaguely see his outline.

A gust of wind blew by, and Jiang Xiao vaguely smelled a faint scent of tobacco. She didn't mind smoking, but that didn't mean she liked smelling other people's secondhand smoke. So she chose to listen to him, stopped where she was, and didn't move forward.

A few seconds later, Zhou Qishen put out the half-burned cigarette in the ashtray and asked in a low voice: "Anything else?"

Although it's impossible to tell whether he's happy or angry in his words, a normal person would feel impatient if they were bothered so much.

Jiang Xiao pursed her lips tightly, lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong, and said in a muffled voice: "I don't have any change of clothes."

Zhou Qi took a deep look at the flip-flops on her feet and guessed that she only thought of this after entering the bathroom. Being in someone else's home is definitely not like being in your own home, and only the person involved knows the inconveniences best.

"Wait."

Zhou Qishen took a long step and walked past her to the master bedroom on the left. Not long after, he came out with a set of black pajamas in his hand: "Wear this for now."

A top and a pair of pants.

Jiang Xiao took it in her hand, briefly measured it on her body, and muttered softly, "It seems a little big..."

Not just a little, very much.

Zhou Qishen's physique is not exaggeratedly muscular, but his height of over 1.9 meters makes the length of his clothes too long. The top is okay and can be worn as missing bottoms. The effect is probably a bit like the oversized boyfriend style that has been popular in recent years.

But the pants were fat and wide, and the length almost reached her neck. Jiang Xiao felt that if she tried hard, her entire body could fit into the same pair of pants. If she put them on, she would have to pay attention from time to time to see if the waistband would slip down. It would be better not to wear them.

Zhou Qishen stared at her thin body and sneered in an ambiguous manner.

Considering the difference in their body shapes, he deliberately chose a pair of pants with a tight waist. He wore them more closely, but he didn't expect that they were so much bigger for her.

"There's nothing else. Just wear this one for now and we'll talk about it tomorrow."

After hearing what he said, Jiang Xiao realized that there was probably no size suitable for her. Fortunately, there wasn't one, because it would be strange if there was.

Just as she was walking back with the clothes in her arms, the man's voice came again: "If there is anything inconvenient, just tell me. I'll find it for you if you need anything. Don't hold it in."

The gentleness in his tone made Jiang Xiao lose focus for a second. She couldn't help but turn her head to look. His handsome profile was shrouded in shadow, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Thank you." Jiang Xiao nodded at him, and after a moment, she added two words in a very low voice: "Husband."

I almost forgot about her wife character.

Zhou Qishen leaned against the wall, looking at her lazily with his eyes downcast. Since entering this door, she never called him husband again, perhaps because she was too nervous or for self-protection. It was quite fresh that she suddenly said that now.

After staring at her for a while, he said with a wicked smile, "Do you want to sleep with your husband tonight?"

The unexpected words frightened Jiang Xiao so much that she screamed, "What?!"

Zhou Qishen suppressed his laughter and took a step forward: "Why are you so scared?"

He moved forward, and Jiang Xiao moved backward: "I, I, I..."

I waited for a long time, but she didn't say anything.

Jiang Xiao's heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to jump out of her chest. She stammered, "I'm on my period, it's inconvenient."

The reason for her sneer was just like her acting skills. Zhou Qishen's smile deepened. He picked up Jiang Xiao, who was about to fall to the ground due to weak legs. With a little force, he grasped her soft waist tightly in his hand. She was so soft and boneless that a firm grip could not resist the force of two hands together.

He didn't intend to let her go easily, so he moved closer to her ear and whispered in a low voice, "Oh? Really? It's just sleeping. Your husband won't touch you."

The cool wood fragrance mixed with the smell of cigarettes hit her face. Jiang Xiao subconsciously held her breath and immediately reached out to push the strong chest in front of her that was like a copper wall and iron wall: "Forget it today, I'm going to take a shower."

Jiang Xiao has acted opposite many young male actors, including many intimate scenes, but she has never been as nervous as she is now. It was like she was stuck in a bottomless quagmire, and the more she struggled, the more she was devoured by her partner.

Zhou Qishen could see that she was really scared. Her long eyelashes were trembling, and she looked like a little wild cat with its fur standing on end. She pushed him with all her might, and her eyes became increasingly dark and deep.

Since she knew that he was a bad guy who might do something bad to her, why did she go to so much trouble to get close to him?

Unable to guess the answer, he became impatient for a moment, the mockery in his eyes gradually faded away, he put away his smile, helped her stand calmly, and immediately let go of her hand.

"I'm going to take a shower." Jiang Xiao almost ran away.

Because she was too flustered, she bumped into many things along the way, either hitting the chair or kicking the sofa, which made her frown and gasp in pain. However, the culprit laughed heartlessly once again, with his sarcasm at the maximum level, and she blushed with shame.

After running to the guest room, Jiang Xiao immediately locked the door, breathing heavily with lingering fear.

It's not that she can't see that Zhou Qishen didn't have that kind of intention towards her and was just teasing her, but it's better to be safe than sorry. She should be on guard to avoid a situation where a single man and a single woman are in the same room and something goes wrong by accident.

Jiang Xiao leaned against the wooden door, calmed herself down, and then went to take a shower with her clothes in her arms.

The bathroom has everything you need, and all the toiletries are brand new and unopened, with new dates too. I guess someone replaces them regularly, so it's impossible to tell if anyone else has ever lived in this room.

But Jiang Xiao didn't care, as long as no one was living there now.

After taking a shower, Jiang Xiao sat cross-legged on the bed to report to Liang Cheng that she was safe. She typed out her location, community name, and floor number and told her the other party. They agreed to send a message and location every hour to avoid any accidents.

[Sister Liang from Society]: Remember to lock the doors and close the windows.

【Just Jiang Zi】: It’s locked, nothing has happened for now.

[Sister Liang of Society]: Of course nothing happened. After all, it was you who had the plan. What are you worried about?

Jiang Xiao stopped typing for a moment and rolled her eyes silently, but she couldn't refute it. After all, Liang Cheng was right. A crazy woman who had randomly recognized her husband was in her own home, so Zhou Qishen should be the one who was worried.

[Let’s just say Jiang Zi]: Oh, yes, yes, I’m afraid I won’t be able to control myself and pounce on him, okay?

[Sister Liang from Society]: Just rush in, and remember to start a live broadcast for me.

[Just Jiang Zi]: Get out! I go to sleep.

Jiang Xiao threw her phone away in frustration and buried her face in the pillow. She didn't turn over until breathing became difficult, then she freed herself.

Staring at the pitch-black ceiling, Jiang Xiao blinked her clear and beautiful eyes, and couldn't help but start imagining the scene when she pounced on Zhou Qishen. But just as she started, she shuddered suddenly.

The scene was so beautiful that she couldn't continue fantasizing.

"Sleep, sleep."

Jiang Xiao closed her eyes and forced herself to fall asleep.