Chapter 22 Chapter 22 I Just Licked You

Xin Tong was completely wrapped in Jiang Chongyan's coat. She couldn't see anything, and her nose was filled with his smell.

She felt him carrying her forward, his steps steady and silent.

There was a sharp, free and wild quality in him, but when it met the wind from the horizon, it blended and lingered, leaving only an indescribable sense of calm and security, which gradually eroded Xin Tong's heart, which was becoming increasingly sleepy and confused due to the influence of drugs.

She was getting sleepier and sleepier.

It's getting hotter.

The man's arms were strong, his chest was full and firm. Her cheeks, red and hot from the drugs, could not help but rub against his arms.

His eyes were blurry and his mind was confused.

Xin Tong stared at the man's chest in front of her, opened her mouth and bit the tip through the clothes.

"hiss!"

A muffled groan immediately came from above his head, and the man's muscles tensed instantly, and the strength in his hands was frighteningly great.

He seemed to have used all his strength to hold back, and his walking speed only paused for a moment before returning to normal. He gritted his teeth and pinched her knee, silently warning her.

It was just a small incident, why did he react so strongly?

So sensitive.

Xin Tong let go out of her conscience.

She stared at the small dark mark on the man's chest caused by her saliva.

A strange sense of satisfaction and happiness arose in my heart.

She looked up again, setting her new target on the man's neck.

The clavicle is clearly shaped and close to the skin, with a black clavicle chain hanging on it.

I moved closer and sniffed it, and there was a faint scent of perfume mixed with the light fragrance of shower gel and the warm body temperature of an adult man.

Zhou Hei Ya! Delicious duck neck!

I want to eat it!

Xin Tong's mind was in a mess. She bit her sore back teeth, stared at the collarbone in front of her, and then bit it again.

She seemed to still have some conscience and remembered that the handsome boy under her mouth was a little sensitive and she couldn't bite him right away.

So he loosened his teeth, pecked and kissed it slowly, and finally tentatively extended a small piece of tongue and licked it gently and softly.

——This time, the man’s steps completely stopped.

The man's chest began to rise and fall violently, and the veins on his forehead jumped. He stood there, motionless, breathing heavy and rapid.

Starting from the neck, it spread to the chest and chin, and everything began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

More and more popular.

More and more popular.

More and more popular.

It was so red that she could almost hear the man's violent heartbeat.

It was so red that she could almost imagine the scorching temperature of the man's earlobe.

She blushed and felt as if there was something underneath her, and within just a few seconds, it suddenly began to reveal some difficult-to-conceal existence and outline.

Shame weighed heavily on her body.

…

The moment you realize what the warm, wet, soft feeling on your neck comes from.

Jiang Chongyan's head buzzed.

He gritted his teeth and said nothing.

His whole body was as stiff as a piece of hot steel.

The young master of the Jiang family, who always looked aloof, cold and sharp, never thought that he would have such an embarrassing and shameful moment.

The faint laughter of children playing could be heard all around. This was a small square in the main urban area of ​​Wucheng. At sunset, residents were strolling and chatting in groups of three or four.

Gossip about family matters was carried into his ears by the wind, shocking his shaky mind.

Just a moment ago, he was just like these citizens, wearing headphones and skateboarding in the square.

The next moment, he was actually hugging the woman in a public place, in full view of everyone and could be seen at any time, and he was conscious and watching himself having a physiological reaction.

Jiang Chongyan suddenly realized that his peaceful life had been disturbed since he met Xin Tong.

His bottom line was repeatedly lowered and his social boundaries were repeatedly broken.

She was like a hurricane roaring across the sea. Everything about her was too intense, too raw. The sense of boundaries he had ruthlessly practiced for the past twenty years of his life was completely destroyed by her in a matter of seconds.

In the distance the sunset was round and the sky was full of orange.

The afterglow fell on his face, and his eyelashes were dyed golden orange.

A drop of sweat fell from his golden hair and slid down the tip of his nose.

Jiang Chongyan stood motionless under the dazzling sunset that filled the sky of Wucheng. A strange calm slowly grew in his mind amidst the extreme embarrassment. He stared at the fiery clouds in the sky, muttering through gritted teeth.

What a damn sun.

It is so big, but it never asks whether people on earth like its light or not. It just shines on its own.

As annoying as Xin Tong.

…

He tightened his grip, trying his best to put some distance between himself and the person in his arms.

The strong and proud sense of shame was still trying to maintain the last bit of cover and luck, and he squeezed out a little unknown hope on the edge of reason.

Perhaps the person in my arms is affected by the drugs and is not as sensitive as before to notice changes in their surroundings.

Yes. It must be. She was almost dizzy. How could she have discovered such a thing?

Jiang Chongyan thought calmly.

Even if she found out, she wouldn't say it out loud.

Unexpected situations always happen. Since both parties are adults, avoiding talking about it is the best option. Pointing it out will only increase the embarrassment and make the already awkward relationship between him and Xin Tong even stranger.

Right?

...But the next second, he heard the woman in his arms make a sticky sound.

A little hoarse, cute, and slightly surprised.

"Um?"

Xin Tong forced herself to keep her sleepy brain awake and curiously poked the hot red skin on his chest.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Chongyan heard the darkest words in his life.

"Jiang Chongyan."

"I just licked you."

"Why are you ying?"

*

Xin Tong was woken up by the cold.

She lay on a sofa, huddled up, without a blanket around her, shivering from the cold.

The surroundings were unfamiliar, like someone's living room.

There was no one around and it was quiet.

I took out my phone and looked at it.

It turned out that I had been sleeping on this sofa for almost an hour.

Xin Tong opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling.

Her mind began to come back to life little by little, and she remembered everything that had happened.

"Jiang Chongyan."

"I just licked you."

"Why are you ying?"

Xin Tong's last memory stayed here.

After Qing Piaopiao said this, she closed her eyes, rested her head on Jiang Chongyan's chest muscles, and fainted completely.

…

Recalling this, her pupils suddenly constricted and she sat up with a somersault.

Did she really say that to Jiang Chongyan?

I had just made up my mind from Chen Wen to seek help from the Jiang family and to establish a good relationship with Young Master Jiang.

If she was kidnapped accidentally and ran into him and was rescued by him, Xin Tong's stupid brain could still see a glimpse of light in it, such as maybe he didn't hate her that much.

After all, he chose to help her again, right?

But just as Young Master Jiang put aside their previous grudges and returned evil with kindness, he picked her up with a cold face, and she defiled him again in a daze.

This time it’s not about pinching N heads.

It's a bite.

Bitten from the N head to the collarbone.

He bit the person hard in the street.

Finally, you have to say "victory settlement" to humiliate others.

“…”

Regret and regret came flooding over me, and there was still a residual feeling of medicine in my head, which was as uncomfortable as needles.

She slumped back onto the sofa, holding her head.

There is a faint scent of aromatherapy in the air.

She began to look around subconsciously. This was an unfamiliar house, a large flat.

The most striking thing about the house at first glance is its emptiness. It's large, yet clean. Looking around, there's not a single household item in sight. There's only a solitary box of tissues on the table, not even a plate of fruit. It's deserted and minimalist, perhaps suggesting the protagonist is someone who's incredibly aloof and avoids trouble.

However, in such an empty house, the wall facing her was covered with all kinds of colorful posters.

Red and black dominated the scene, creating a vibrant and gloomy atmosphere. There were rock bands, soccer stars, hip-hop brands, street dancers, and a bunch of white and black men Xin Tong didn't recognize.

There are three lights right above the wall, which are turned down with a click, creating an excellent display effect. The entire wall is displayed in front of Xin Tong with starlight.

Coldness and flamboyance can exist at the same time.

Xin Tong half leaned on the sofa and stared at it for a while, thinking that a house is indeed like its owner.

So, what about the master?

She stood up and looked around. There was no one in the living room or kitchen. She walked inside. The bedroom door was closed. She heard light footsteps inside and a light shone through the crack of the door.

The man was in the bedroom.

He rescued her, brought her back to his house, and dumped her in his living room.

After that, he hid in his bedroom alone and didn't come out.

It seemed that he was deliberately avoiding her and didn't want to see her.

A gust of cold wind blew past, and she sneezed loudly. It was too cold, so she covered her arms and finally knocked on the door.

"Young Master Jiang." The tone of the devilish daughter had never been so obedient before, and she knocked on the door three times honestly.

No one spoke inside.

She knocked twice more.

There was a faint sound inside, a rapid sound of floorboards rubbing against each other, and heavy breathing. Xin Tong was confused and tried to distinguish it. The breathing sounded not like that of a human, but of an animal.

With a muffled "no", the rapid sound of floor friction and panting disappeared.

After a while, a low male voice came from inside.

Sullen and unhappy. Awkward and low.

“No.”

"No one."

No one, then who are you?

Xin Tong knew that she had defiled a noble woman from a good family, and she also understood the victim's grief and depression, but she was really too cold now.

"Master Jiang, please excuse me... Achoo!"

A huge sneeze came out, and before he could open his eyes, the door in front of him suddenly opened with a "bang", and a short, huge yellow figure rushed out from inside, running towards Xin Tong wildly!

"ah!!"

Xin Tong was frightened half to death by the sudden appearance of the living creature and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Cola! Come back!"

Along with the man's slightly panicked roar in the room, the yellow figure rushed around Xin Tong, jumping up and down excitedly, and finally jumped on Xin Tong, tilting his neck and sticking out his tongue, panting and constantly arching Xin Tong's chest.

After a few seconds, another living creature jumped out of the room, rubbed against Xin Tong excitedly, and began to lick Xin Tong's hand.

"this……"

Xin Tong was stunned.

She stared blankly at the two animals in her arms that were the size of pigs.

The next second, a shadow fell overhead.

The long-awaited young boy finally came out of the room.

He stood tall and large before her, his chest rising and falling slightly, his blond hair falling over his eyebrows, his eyes lowered and tilted to one side.

He clearly wanted to avoid her and even left her in the living room while staying in the bedroom with his two pets.

But in the end, this door that was used to cover up and avoid the owner's bad and depressed mood was unexpectedly rushed open by the pet in joy.

The man exuded an awkwardness and indifference. He didn't look at her, but spoke sparingly, his tone stiff and unyielding.

“This is my dog.”

"……dog?"

Xin Tong sat there, looking at the two gas tanks in her arms, and said after a long while:

“Where to begin is the dog.”

*

Xin Tong sat back on the sofa.

At his feet were two happy dogs, a golden retriever and a Chinese pastoral dog, both of which were well-maintained and large in size.

I've never seen guests come to my house, especially female guests. The two dogs were simply too enthusiastic.

The golden retriever was about to jump onto the sofa, but Jiang Chongyan slapped him down with a palm and said in a cold voice, "Sit down."

Before Xin Tong could say anything, she sneezed loudly as soon as she opened her mouth.

“Tsk.”

There were steady footsteps behind her, and the man sprayed her twice with alcohol spray.

"It's cold!" she yelled, sniffling.

The man paused and sat down.

"The room temperature is 20 degrees Celsius, is it cold?"

His eyes fell on Xin Tong's body curled up on the sofa.

Come to think of it, she was sneezing at the door just now.

Didn’t you just sleep on the sofa after bringing it home?

No one poured water on her, so how could she be cold?

Jiang Chongyan walked forward and his first reaction was to rub the back of her hand with the back of his hand.

But a second before their skin touched, he suddenly seemed to remember something and quickly pulled his hand back as if he had been electrocuted, completely preventing any possible physical contact.

"……trouble."

He frowned. Young Master Jiang, who had never been in a relationship, knew very little about female physiology and didn't know that many women have cold hands and feet.

Finally he stood up and within a few seconds he coldly threw a blanket over.

"The doctor said you're fine and just need to rest for a few days. The amount of medicine you inhale isn't much, so there won't be any side effects. If you're worried, you can go to the hospital for a closer look."

Xin Tong calmed down and rubbed the soft blanket, "I didn't know you had such comfortable things at home."

Jiang Chongyan glanced at her coldly.

"Do I usually sleep under a coat of mail?"

Xin Tong wrapped herself in a blanket and after a while she remembered the important matter.

"By the way, when those people were chasing us, didn't they notice you?"

She had clearly been drugged and dragged into the car, but she still managed to escape right under the noses of Gao Zhengguang and He Xiangrong's relatives.

Those people must be mad as hell.

If they had chased through the alley to the square and happened to see the young master of the Jiang family passing by holding something, would they not have been suspicious?

“They don’t know me.”

Xin Tong listened to his answer and it took a few seconds for her to react.

Yes, no one knows that he is Jiang Chongyan from the Jiang family.

In all the occasions where he shows up, he uses the identity of street dancer Aiden.

So from the perspective of those people, there was a group of children and old people walking in the square in the sunset, some were riding bicycles, some were roller skating, and some were dancing in the square - there was also a cool passerby who was holding a woman with her head covered and her face invisible, and a skateboard was stuffed in his arms.

Who could have thought that Xin Tong, the most useless idiot in Wucheng who had been drugged, could escape from right under their noses, bump into a kind passerby within seconds, and quickly convince the other party to rescue him.

——It’s too bizarre.

Even if there was a slight doubt, the possibility was too low, enough to make people give up the idea.

…

Knowing that he was out of danger temporarily, Xin Tong's body suddenly relaxed like a taut string.

Throughout the day today, she went to the company in the morning and met Ai Ling, met Chen Wen at noon, met Jiang Chongyan in the afternoon, and was almost kidnapped by He Xiangrong in the evening. She finally escaped with a narrow escape.

It's as thrilling as filming a movie.

"So, what's going on?"

"Why would those people do this to you?"

The man opposite crossed his arms, spoke in a low voice, but his eyes were always on her.

Why did those people treat her like this?

Xin Tong suddenly didn't know how to answer.

The golden retriever beside the sofa was still licking Xin Tong's hand vigorously.

The blanket was soft and two furry dogs surrounded her.

Opposite, a tall and thin young man sat with his legs apart, his elbows resting on his thighs, his brows slightly frowned, his brows sharp, his black eyes clear, his gaze locked on her.

She smelled a faint scent of incense in the air.

Very light, very light. Heavy woody notes, oud and vanilla, silent but warm.

Xin Tong was half lying on the sofa, with her head down, her lips pursed, and she was stroking the dog's head intermittently.

At that moment, a feeling of extreme relaxation and tranquility suddenly rose from the soles of my feet upwards.

So much has happened in just one week since I returned home.

She accepted the fact that her parents, who had doted on her for many years, had abandoned her. She endured the contempt and ridicule of everyone in the city, and the infinite preference and flattery for her rival brother.

She went from being a wealthy second-generation who lived a life of luxury to an inexperienced business leader. She accepted a huge loss of nearly 10 billion without complaint.

Everyone hates her. They dislike her. They want to harm her.

Everyone thought she didn't deserve anything.

"Why did those people do this to you?" the man asked.

Xin Tong lowered his head and said nothing.

After a few seconds, a transparent, hot tear suddenly fell from her drooping eyes.