The teasing in Jiang Yiyue's eyes made Qiao Qing blush and she pouted slightly.

"I don't want it even if it's given to me."

Jiang Yiyue's eyes were filled with regret. "Actually, I have always been exercising."

He held Qiao Qing's hand, touched his abdominal muscles, his eyes were hot and teasing, and asked slowly: "How is it? Are you satisfied?"

I poked it with my fingertips and felt that the abdomen was hard, without any fat, and the muscle lines were very smooth, which should be the result of long-term exercise.

Qiao Qing put away the messy thoughts in his mind, raised his eyes, and glanced at Jiang Yiyue lightly.

"I'm hungry, I want to go back and eat."

Jiang Yiyue blinked and said, "I'm hungry too."

It was clearly a serious conversation, but after the banter just now, Qiao Qing always felt that this guy was driving.

After today's confession, the relationship between the two has become much closer.

Until the end of the dinner, Lin Hanyu and Jiang Qinhe did not show up.

A trace of suspicion appeared in Qiao Qing's eyes, and he asked curiously, "Did you call them away on purpose?"

Jiang Yiyue didn't respond, but smiled instead. His smile was like a spring breeze, warm and gentle.

"I'll take you back."

"No need for that. If the paparazzi take pictures of us later, I won't be able to explain myself even if I open my mouth ten times."

Qiao Qing quickly refused. With a fame like Jiang Yiyue's, wouldn't that just invite scandal?

However, Jiang Yiyue didn't care about Qiao Qing's refusal. He drove the car directly and parked it in front of Qiao Qing, saying that he had no choice but to get in.

He gave his home address aloud and said nothing more.

Qiao Qing turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window. The streets were flashing neon lights and people were coming and going. It was quite lively at this time.

All the way in silence.

The speed is steady and not too fast.

Soon, they arrived at the neighborhood where Qiao Qing lived.

Qiao Qing was about to open the door when Jiang Yiyue spoke up to stop her.

"Don't open the door."

He looked at the paparazzi squatting at the door with his dark eyes and whispered, "We will be photographed."

Those people pretended to be ordinary people, but when they stretched their heads to look around, Jiang Yiyue recognized them as paparazzi at a glance.

Qiao Qing also noticed the abnormality of those people. She closed the car door with her slender hands and frowned slightly, "What should we do then?"

It would be fine if she was alone, but if the person next to her was photographed sending a female star home late at night, there would be an uproar on Weibo.

"I can't go home today."

Jiang Yiyue's long and distinct fingers gripped the steering wheel and turned calmly.

"Also, the neighborhood you live in doesn't seem to have a high level of confidentiality. I'll change your residence tomorrow."

Qiao Qing thought about it and felt that it made some sense.

"Then let's find a hotel not far from here and stay for one night."

I didn’t bring anything with me, which was a bit inconvenient.

Jiang Yiyue raised his eyebrows and said nonchalantly, "If you stay in a hotel, you might run into paparazzi."

Turning his head to see Qiao Qing frowning, he chuckled, "Don't worry, I've arranged everything for you."

Qiao Qing turned his eyes, and the orange light shone in his clear eyes like stars, which was very dazzling.

"What arrangements?"

Jiang Yiyue's lips curled slightly, "Are you worried that I will sell you out?"

Qiao Qing muttered softly, "Who knows."

Jiang Yiyue looked straight ahead and chatted intermittently.

Ask: "How much do you think you are worth?"

Qiao Qing was not modest at all. His eyes rolled around, and his black and white eyes were very smart. He smiled and said, "It's at least several hundred million."

Jiang Yiyue replied, "Then I spent several hundred million to buy it."

His tone was very relaxed, as if he didn't take the money seriously.

"Want to buy it?"

Qiao Qing smiled slightly and said, "I won't sell it."

Jiang Yiyue was amused, and there were little smiles in his eyes.

He joked, "Is there still no market for love?"

After chatting for a few sentences, the two of them suddenly seemed to open up and start joking with each other.

More than ten minutes later, Qiao Qing followed Jiang Yiyue back home.

"So this was your arrangement?"

Qiao Qing was wearing large slippers and standing in the living room, looking at the scene around him with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Jiang Yiyue lives in a high-end residential area, so the confidentiality here is definitely higher, but you have to be rich to afford it.

Someone like Qiao Qing's current net worth is probably not even as much as the value of this toilet.

"I live alone in my house, and there are many rooms. You can pick any one you like."

Jiang Yiyue took a bottle of juice for Qiao Qing, opened it, and handed it to her.

"Sit down, don't be shy."

Qiao Qing took it and sat down on a corner of the sofa. "I'm worried that there are so many valuable things here. If I accidentally break them, the money I earn won't be enough to pay off my debts."

"You're worrying too much. They're all fakes."

Jiang Yiyue said it very calmly, as if it was not his own thing.

Qiao Qing is not a fool. If these things were fakes, they would not be placed in such an obvious place.

"I can't live here forever, right? Will the company help me arrange accommodation? Is it free or do I need to pay for it?"

She doesn't have much money now.

A series of questions were asked.

Jiang Yiyue glanced at Qiao Qing's expression and said gently, "What you need to think about now is to have a good sleep and then go to work with full energy."

After taking a sip of juice, Qiao Qing relaxed his brows and retorted with a smile.

"You're not going to let me prepare for a rainy day?"

Jiang Yiyue advised earnestly: "Thinking too much can cause hair loss. Young people should not ruin their bodies."

"If you weren't my junior high school classmate, I would have thought you were several years older than me."

Qiao Qing's expression was bright and his smile was teasing.

"What should I call you, uncle?"

Jiang Yiyue repeated, "Uncle?"

His eyes were slightly deep, he looked somewhere, and asked calmly, "Would you like to drink? I have collected several bottles of good wine here, but there is no one to share them with."

Stand up and go to the wine cabinet to get some wine.

"You'll get a bargain today."

Qiao Qing asked softly, "Red wine?"

"Um."

Jiang Yiyue strode over with two wine glasses in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other.

"It's a little early today. Drinking some wine before going to bed will help you sleep."

Qiao Qing looked towards the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him. This floor was quite high, so he could have a complete view of the night scene of the entire city. On the road in the distance, there were busy cars and shining lights.

A fluffy white blanket was placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. It looked like animal fur and was very soft and comfortable.

"What's the point of just drinking?"

She was barefoot on the white blanket, her toes were white and shiny, and looked small and delicate against the white blanket.

Sitting down with his knees bent, he raised his fair face and said with sparkling eyes, "Come here to drink and have something exciting."

Jiang Yiyue was a little confused. He took the wine to Qiao Qing and poured a glass for him. "What are you playing?"

Qiao Qing sighed, "It's too bright, I don't feel like I'm drinking at all."

"Drinking is for licking your wounds alone in the dead of night and in the dark."

Jiang Yiyue chuckled, "If you look at it from somewhere, it's just a drink, right? Why do you make it so sad?"

But he still turned off the lights and brought a night light.

Very cooperative.

“Now there’s an atmosphere.”

Qiao Qing rolled his eyes and said, "I think so."

She picked up the goblet and said, "Let's play a game. I ask you questions and you answer them. The other person has to answer them as soon as possible. If they hesitate, they can drink."

Her watery eyes held a smile, "Isn't it exciting? It's a bit like truth or dare."

Jiang Yiyue nodded, "Well, as long as you are happy."

He poured himself a drink.

“Who should we start with?”

"Rock, paper, scissors."

Qiao Qing said casually.

"OK."

Jiang Yiyue had never beaten Qiao Qing in this respect since junior high school, and as expected, Qiao Qing won.

"Then I asked."

Qiao Qing raised a teasing smile at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes, which were clearly black and white, contained an unclear light in their depths.

She asked slowly: "Do you like me?"

Jiang Yiyue's eyebrows jumped, and he smiled helplessly, "Do all girls like to ask this question? Didn't I ask it today?"

Qiao Qing pouted, "I don't care, you hesitate, drink."

"Is it possible?"

Jiang Yiyue drank the red wine in the glass and said, "Okay, then watch me."

Qiao Qing raised her hand and poured him a glass. There was provocation in her eyes and her tone was unyielding.

"Just let the horse come over here."

Jiang Yiyue asked casually: "Do you have a boyfriend?"

His bony fingers clenched the goblet.

Qiao Qing answered very straightforwardly, "No, I haven't."

He smiled and said, "Are you letting me off? Let's drink."

Seeing that the wine glass was empty, the white and soft little hand picked up the bottle and poured wine for Jiang Yiyue.

Jiang Yiyue heaved a sigh of relief, his gentle face showing a happy smile, "For ladies, it must be waterproof. I am still quite gentlemanly."

I drank two cups in a row, quite quickly, and my body gradually warmed up.

He also played some character.

The two of them went back and forth.

The bottle of wine was empty soon, and the bottle and the glass fell to the side.

Qiao Qing's cheeks were rosy, making her delicate face look charming and attractive. Her originally rosy lips suddenly turned bright red, and her eyes were a little drunken and blurry.

She drank a little too quickly and couldn't help coughing twice.

“Ahem…”

The red wine, as enchanting as blood, flowed down the smooth and shiny neck, to the delicate and even collarbone, and gradually disappeared into the collar, stained the white clothes with a hint of bright red.

Jiang Yiyue's dark eyes also became a little more blurred, the corners of his eyes were red, and drunkenness was visibly visible on his face.

The figures in front of him overlapped somewhat. He patted his head and his eyes became clearer.

He stretched out his hand to stop Qiao Qing, his voice a little hoarse, "Stop drinking."

Qiao Qing slapped Jiang Yiyue's hand away forcefully. Her cup was empty, and she wanted to pick up the bottle to pour some wine, but after pouring for a long time, there was no wine.

She pouted, somewhat dissatisfied, "No more wine."

She struggled to stand up, her slender body shaky a little and she almost fell, but luckily she managed to keep her balance.

He was still muttering, "There's no more wine. I'm going to get some."

His steps were stumbling.

Jiang Yiyue looked at Qiao Qing who was quite drunk, climbed up with some difficulty, strode forward and held Qiao Qing's hand.

Shaking his head, he tried to keep himself awake, “You are drunk, I will help you to the room.”

Qiao Qing's foot hit something and he felt some pain. Before he could feel it, his whole body seemed to lose balance and he fell onto the sofa.

As a result, Jiang Yiyue also lost his balance.

"careful."

Jiang Yiyue hugged Qiao Qing as quickly as possible, turned around, and served as a cushion for Qiao Qing.

The pain made his mind suddenly clearer. Qiao Qing lay on top of him and poked his cheek with her slender fingertips as if for fun.

She propped her chin up with one hand and smiled foolishly, "You look like Jiang Yiyue."

The tone was soft and delicate, as if she was easy to bully.

The general outline cannot be seen in the dark night.

Jiang Yiyue felt the softness of her body and the cool touch of her fingertips on his face, which brought a little relief to the dryness in his body.

His eyes were obscured by the night, unable to see the darkness within, let alone the hidden danger within. They were flashing with a bright light like a hungry wolf.

"Jojo."

"Um?"

Qiao Qing responded in confusion. She felt that poking with her fingers was not enough, so she touched Jiang Yiyue's hot face with her slightly cool hands, and then his neck, as if lighting a fire.

Jiang Yiyue's breathing suddenly became faster, the restlessness on his body became more obvious, and he felt an urge to move in his heart.

The tip of my nose could smell the scent coming from Qiao Qing, a faint one, as if it was coming from her hair.

He turned over all of a sudden and pressed Qiao Qing down. He couldn't help but lick Qiao Qing's slightly red ears. His unusually low voice was a little hoarse, "Qiao Qiao, do you know who I am?"

The tone of voice secretly suppressed the obscure thoughts in his heart.

Qiao Qing felt the heat beside her thigh. She frowned and struggled with her fair and soft hands.

"Jiang Yiyue, I don't feel well."

The delicate voice was tinged with tears, making people want to bully her even more severely.