Kiss her lips

Zhou Qishen lowered his head and eyes, looking for something on his phone. He spoke slowly but surprisingly: "One is the wedding room, and the other is the wedding ring."

"Ah?" Jiang Xiao opened her mouth blankly and her expression changed again.

Isn't it a marriage by agreement? Is it necessary to do this? Have you even prepared the wedding room and wedding rings?

"These are wedding rings, pick some first." After that, Zhou Qishen handed her the phone and said, "It would be great if you like one. If not, I'll have someone redesign it. Of course, if you like all of them, you can order all of them."

Jiang Xiao took the phone, not knowing what to say. She slid her fingers up and down the screen, roughly scanning the pictures. There were about ten designs of wedding rings. If she really decided on all of them according to what he said, how could she wear them? Do you change it every day?

Moreover, the watermarks on each wedding ring are different, but they are all from internationally renowned luxury jewelry brands, and most of them are designs that have never been seen on the market.

Jiang Xiao immediately understood that the God of Wealth had come to send money again.

But on second thought, it takes time to contact the brand and complete the first draft of the design. I'm afraid he has asked people to start preparing since the day he got the marriage certificate. Apart from anything else, this thoughtfulness is touching.

But no matter how excited she was, Jiang Xiao couldn't bear to accept it. After hesitating for two seconds, she decided to return the phone, "I don't need a wedding ring."

Her wrist bones were slender and her skin was extremely white, which contrasted sharply with the black phone.

Zhou Qishen lowered his eyes and did not reach out to take it immediately. Instead, he frowned in confusion: "Why?"

Jiang Xiao made up a random excuse: "If someone takes a picture of me, it will bring me trouble."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Qishen didn't believe her excuses at all. He smiled faintly and pointed out: "Didn't you say that you would make it official once you took the photo?"

Jiang Xiao was silent for a while, not caring that Xiao Zhang was still in the car. She organized her words in her mind and said what was in her heart:

"You're putting too much pressure on me. We're not really getting married, we're just getting married by agreement. Sooner or later we'll have to separate. What's the point of preparing all this?"

"Separate?" Hearing this, the gentleness on Zhou Qishen's face slowly disappeared, and the look he gave her gradually became complicated and sharp. After an unknown amount of time, he spoke again: "Xiaoxiao, from the moment you approached me, it's not something you can end just because you want to."

Jiang Xiao stood there in a daze upon hearing this.

What does this mean?

Noticing her retreating look, Zhou Qishen realized that he had frightened her due to his momentary loss of control and had said the wrong thing. His clenched knuckles turned a little white and endless regret suddenly surged in his heart.

But the words have been spoken, how can they be taken back?

After a moment of silence, Zhou Qishen lowered his eyes and spoke in a low voice, deliberately softening his tone: "I don't mean to put pressure on you. A newlywed couple can't even have a wedding ring, right?"

"As for the wedding house, although I was planning to change houses, I asked for your opinion because you proposed living together." There was a hint of helplessness at the end of his voice because Jiang Xiao had always been too polite.

This made Jiang Xiao, who had firmly refused, at a loss. Yes, the wedding ring was something that a couple had to buy, and she was the one who proposed to live together in the wedding house...

She glanced at Zhou Qishen's face. Although he was smiling, there was a hint of loneliness and depth in his eyes that was different from usual. It was obvious that he was hurt by her attitude just now.

Jiang Xiao was a little overwhelmed. After thinking for a while, she tentatively poked his arm and whispered, "Then I'll give it back to you after we get divorced?"

Zhou Qishen's gaze fell on her white fingers, his eyes became deeper. It had only been a short time since they got married, and she had made up her mind to divorce him. If she had known earlier, she should have added a clause not allowing divorce in the contract.

But even if he had added it at that time, she might not have agreed. The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. Zhou Qishen pursed his lips, stared at the person in front of him thoughtfully and said, "Did I ask you to return it? This is a gift for you, and it's not expensive."

No, not expensive?

Jiang Xiao choked again. Because of her background and profession, she thought she was relatively wealthy. Although she was not among the top wealthy people, at least she would never have to worry about food and drink for the rest of her life. So she usually spent money lavishly and without any planning.

But I didn't expect that there is always someone better than you. Zhou Qishen's consumption concept is even more explosive than hers. These wedding rings, which are worth hundreds of millions in total, are not expensive? Just give it to someone if you say so?

After looking at each other for a moment, Jiang Xiao wanted to say something, but when she saw the depth between his brows, she tactfully took back what she was about to say. Perhaps these things were really insignificant to him, so she did not dwell on this issue anymore.

"Then pick any one you want. I'm fine with it."

"You should choose it." Zhou Qishen's eyes reflected the illusory lights and shadows of the city, and he did not agree to her perfunctory answer.

Jiang Xiao hesitated for two seconds, but ultimately failed to overcome his stubbornness. She returned her gaze to the mobile phone page, swiped left and right twice, carefully selected, and chose the one with the simplest design.

After choosing the wedding ring, Zhou Qishen mentioned several possible locations for the wedding room and gave it to Jiang Xiao to decide. "I'll have someone decorate it according to your favorite style. It will probably be finished when you finish filming this movie."

The cold voice floated into Jiang Xiao's ears slowly. It was a good thing that he was willing to respect her choice, but there was no need to ask for her opinion on everything, right?

She smiled awkwardly and said, "I, I can do anything."

"Then I'll take care of it?" Zhou Qishen raised his eyelids.

Jiang Xiao remembered the decoration style of Zhou Qishen's house, and she still said, "Can we not use black, white and gray?"

Zhou Qishen understood: "Do you like warmer tones?"

Jiang Xiao nodded.

"I understand." Zhou Qishen smiled faintly.

The next second, his slender white knuckles pulled the phone out of her hand, and the topic ended there.

The carriage became quiet for the rest of the journey. Jiang Xiao couldn't help but glance in Zhou Qishen's direction. He seemed to be really drunk. He was leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed, his thick eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he looked uncomfortable.

Jiang Xiao stared at his sleeping face intently, and Xiao Zhang, who was driving, suddenly interrupted: "Sister Xiaoxiao, we're at the hotel."

Jiang Xiao turned her head subconsciously and saw the familiar scenery outside the window. It turned out that she had arrived at the hotel entrance without realizing it.

"Got it. Thank you, Xiao Zhang." Jiang Xiao thanked him and saw that Zhou Qishen had not woken up yet. She thought he was asleep, so she reached out and touched his arm, "Wake up, we're here."

But Zhou Qishen still didn't react. At this moment, Xiao Zhang, who had been eating melons all the way, scratched his head, looked at Jiang Xiao through the rearview mirror, and spoke carefully: "Then... Sister Xiaoxiao, where does Zhou... brother-in-law live? Do you want me to take him there?"

The reason why Xiao Zhang thought that they did not live together was, firstly, because Zhou Qishen had just said to Director Zheng at the hotel entrance that it was on the way, and secondly, because the two of them had mentioned a marriage by agreement during their conversation just now. Since it was not a real marriage, they should not live together.

Suddenly hearing someone call Zhou Qishen "brother-in-law", Jiang Xiao's expression became uncomfortable for a moment, and she was silent for two seconds. She felt a little shy for some reason and said, "No need, he lives here."

"Living at your place, Sister Xiaoxiao?" Xiao Zhang blinked, somewhat unable to believe it.

Jiang Xiao looked at him and did not deny it, which was considered as her consent.

In order not to waste time, Jiang Xiao planned to raise her voice to wake Zhou Qishen up, but when she turned around, she met his half-open eyes, which were hazy and gentle, as if he had just woken up.

It was rare to see him showing such a cute and adorable look, Jiang Xiao secretly curled her lips and involuntarily lowered her voice: "Let's get off the car."

Zhou Qishen's eyes moved and he hummed.

Because there was still some distance to go after getting off the car to get to the hotel, Jiang Xiao put on a mask and was the first to open the car door and get off.

Zhou Qishen followed closely behind. Maybe it was because of the alcohol, but his steps were not steady and seemed to be shaky.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiao pursed her lips and said kindly, "Do you want me to help you?"

Zhou Qishen rubbed his aching brow and did not refuse stubbornly: "Thank you for your help."

*

In the ascending elevator, late-returning passengers were chatting loudly.

In an unnoticed corner, a man and a woman were hugging each other, huddled together, their hands hanging by their legs, holding each other tightly, fingers interlocked, just like a young couple in the passionate love period.

Jiang Xiao was originally holding Zhou Qishen's arm, but after entering the elevator, a group of people quickly rushed in. In the cramped space, somehow, he ended up holding her hand and being squeezed into the corner on the edge.

Jiang Xiao felt the weight on her shoulders, forcing her to move them. She tilted her head and saw Zhou Qishen's face resting close to her shoulder, his fluffy and soft hair stimulating her skin.

He had his eyes closed, his eyelashes drooping naturally. They weren't curled, but they were long and thick. His thin lips were rosy and plump, and they were just slightly pursed, almost touching her skin.

The elevator door opened and closed, and passengers left one after another, leaving only the two of them who were going to the top floor.

As the reminder sounded, Jiang Xiao reminded: "We are here."

Even though Zhou Qishen was drunk, he was still quiet and cooperated with whatever she said. He followed her out of the elevator, through the corridor, and swiped the room card to enter the room.

The lights came on. Jiang Xiao specially ordered room service before going out today. All the garbage in the sofa area has been cleared away, and it has been restored to its previous appearance, looking much cleaner and tidier.

This also reminded Jiang Xiao of the scene when Zhou Qishen helped her clean the house last night. Thinking of this, her impatience in taking care of a drunk man disappeared.

Jiang Xiao held Zhou Qishen's arm and walked all the way to the second bedroom. She wanted to push him towards the bed, but the weight difference between them was so great that with a little force, she was pulled down and half of her body was pressed on the man.

His body was so hard that Jiang Xiao let out a slight hiss. Her clear black eyes met his inky eyes.

When he was tipsy, his face was slightly flushed and his expression was a little dazed. His usually cold temperament was weakened a lot, and he added a bit of sexiness and laziness, which could attract people's hearts in a moment and make them unable to control themselves.

Jiang Xiao stared at him for a few seconds and swallowed reluctantly. Zhou Qishen's current state was just like fat meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered. She had the illusion that she had to kill him and eat him quickly.

However, this thought was destined to only survive in her mind for a short time. Returning to reality, she didn't dare to pounce on him in a fit of rage.

"I'm leaving, you should go to bed early." Jiang Xiao threw away all the messy thoughts, propped up her body, and was about to get out of bed and leave, but her wrist was grabbed by him. The gentle force seemed to be a silent retention.

Zhou Qishen suddenly came close to her, stretched out his index finger and pressed down gently, pulling open the mask, revealing a pretty pink little face.

Jiang Xiao's breathing inevitably became faster because she was moving a man who was twice her size. Even under the mask, her lips and nose were covered with moisture that had not yet faded.

Zhou Qishen, however, did not show any disdain as he gently wiped it off with his fingertips, moving it between her lips and nose, and finally restrainedly stopped at her lips, followed by a low and muffled voice: "I want to kiss you."

His straightforward expression was obviously much more honest and courageous than Jiang Xiao's.

Jiang Xiao was stunned when she heard this. She felt like her heart was about to jump out of her chest at that moment.

To be honest, she didn't know how to answer. If he really kissed her, it would mean crossing that boundary line, and their relationship would become complicated.

While she was hesitating, Jiang Xiao blinked her eyes suddenly because of a slight itch on her wrist. Zhou Qishen was gently rubbing her wrist bones, and it was hard for her not to misunderstand that he was urging her to give an answer in an ambiguous way.

Jiang Xiao bit her lips lightly, lowered her eyes and whispered, "Are you always so polite when you want to kiss a girl?"

Zhou Qishen laughed when he heard that, and the hand that was holding her wrist slowly moved down, slipped through her fingers, and interlocked theirs.

"Xiaoxiao, I'm not a polite person." But with you, I am patient.

He didn't say the rest of the words, but his eyes were full of greed. His messy black hair just covered half of his pupils, making it difficult for Jiang Xiao to tell whether that emotion was desire or something else.

The next second, a strong hand grabbed the back of her head and pressed her body towards him domineeringly, as if to embed her into his body, and then kissed her lips quickly and accurately.