Chapter 23
"You got my pants dirty, and you're not going to do anything about it?"
"Where's your brother? Why is he taking so long to go to the toilet? Did he fall into the pit?"
Zhong Qi turned his head and looked around a few times, but didn't see anyone. He then turned his head back to look at He Zongxun.
He Zongxun glanced at his watch; more than half an hour had passed since He Qingzhao went to the restroom.
It does take a while. Even for women, it takes less than half an hour to go to the toilet, unless they are deliberately squatting on the toilet playing on their phones, let alone men.
A man's urination takes at most two minutes. The process of pulling, emptying, and scooping out, followed by a shake after finishing, takes how long?
Zhao Yue chuckled and interjected, "Old He, you wouldn't be on a date with some female student, would you?"
He Zongxun frowned, but didn't say anything.
“Impossible.” Zhong Qi denied it categorically.
Zhao Yue flicked his cigarette ash and laughed nonchalantly: "Why not? There are so many beautiful girls at the university, who knows which one he might have his eye on."
He Zongxun said calmly, "The girl he's interested in isn't at the Aerospace University."
The three people walked towards the artificial lake, chatting and laughing, because they needed to cross it to get to the airshow venue.
He Zongxun suddenly stopped when he reached a few Chinese cypress trees.
As luck would have it, Cheng Jiamo turned around and bit He Qingzhao's Adam's apple.
This scene was witnessed by He Zongxun and his two companions.
Zhao Yue, who was following behind He Zongxun, exclaimed, "Holy crap, isn't that Lao He?" He chuckled and patted Zhong Qi on the shoulder, "See? I told you he was on a date with a girl!"
Zhong Qi: "..."
Zhao Yue: "..."
Both of them were proven wrong.
He Zongxun stood there dumbfounded, hardly believing his eyes. He even wondered if he had mistaken someone for someone else.
But that proud back view, that expensive handmade suit, that refined and elegant Bking demeanor, who else could it be but He Qingzhao?
Zhong Qi stroked his chin and hissed, "This girl's got guts."
He Qingzhao groaned, but didn't push Cheng Jiamo away. He just restrained himself and gently rubbed her head, stroking the back of her head with his large hand. He said in a low, husky voice, "Someone's here. I'll let you bite me tonight. Come to my place, I'll let you bite as much as you want."
Cheng Jiamo moved away from his neck and angrily pinched his waist.
He Qingzhao breathed heavily in a low voice, and deliberately leaned close to her ear to let her hear.
Cheng Jiamo suddenly felt numb all over, a tingling sensation that made her feel weak and her heart pounding.
“He Qingzhao, I think you’re terrible now, you’re awful.”
Instead of getting angry when she scolded him, He Qingzhao laughed out loud with a deep, magnetic laugh.
"I like it when they scold me as much as they want."
Cheng Jiamo was neither angry nor amused, and softly cursed, "You're crazy."
He Qingzhao shushed, "Someone's coming."
As if he had eyes in the back of his head, he realized that He Zongxun and the others had arrived, and hurriedly took off his suit jacket and draped it over Cheng Jiamo, covering her from the waist down.
Cheng Jiamo patted the ground with her hands: "I'm not cold."
He Qingzhao whispered in her ear, "Your skirt is wet, you have to cover it up."
Cheng Jiamo: "..."
Doesn't he know how her skirt got wet?
How could he say such shameless things with such an upright demeanor?
Seeing three men walking over with smiles, Cheng Jiamo guessed that they must be He Qingzhao's friends.
She was extremely nervous, her hands pressed against He Qingzhao's taut waist and abdomen, struggling to break free from him.
He Qingzhao tightened his arms, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and pulled her into his embrace.
Instead of breaking free, she pressed herself even closer to him.
Then she clearly felt herself sitting on a hot, hard lump. Judging from its location, it couldn't be a cell phone, much less a tumor. What it was was obvious.
Her face flushed instantly, and she bit her lip shyly.
"Let me go, it's not good if someone sees us."
He Qingzhao put his arm around her waist and rubbed it, his voice hoarse as he asked, "It's already opened, how do we put it, hmm?"
Cheng Jiamo's face turned bright red, and the tips of her ears were especially red.
She was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak, so she simply buried her face in He Qingzhao's arms, trying to avoid seeing him.
When He Zongxun and the other two walked up, Zhong Qi saw that He Qingzhao was still holding the girl and joked with a smile: "Old He, that's not fair of you. We came to Hangda with you today to discuss cooperation, but you secretly ran to the lakeside to date a beautiful girl, leaving us brothers to stand aside and get cold."
As he spoke, he craned his neck to look into He Qingzhao's arms, trying to get a clear look at Cheng Jiamo's face.
He Qingzhao hurriedly reached out and covered Cheng Jiamo's head, glancing at Zhong Qi: "Don't look around."
Zhong Qi smiled and said, "Aren't you going to introduce me?"
He Qingzhao felt Cheng Jiamo trembling slightly in his arms and gently patted her back.
“She’s not feeling well today, let’s introduce her another day.” He glanced at Zhong Qi impatiently. “You guys go to the exhibition hall first, I’ll go later.”
Zhao Yue glanced into He Qingzhao's arms and saw that the girl in his arms was curled up in a small ball. From the back, she looked like a little girl who had not yet reached adulthood.
He chuckled and joked, "Old He, take it easy. Don't do anything illegal, or this police officer won't let you off the hook."
He Qingzhao coldly cursed, "Get out!"
He Zongxun remained silent, his face darker than the sky before a storm.
After the three of them left, Cheng Jiamo lifted her head from He Qingzhao's arms, her eyes brimming with tears, looking at him as if she was about to cry.
He Qingzhao touched her face: "Okay, I was wrong, don't cry."
Cheng Jiamo snorted: "You may say you're wrong, but you don't think you're wrong at all."
He Qingzhao chuckled in a low voice: "How do you know I haven't admitted my mistake? Did you look into my heart?"
Cheng Jiamo didn't respond to him; if she continued, he might say something even more outrageous.
Ultimately, he is still a man. No matter how gentle and refined he is usually, when it comes to matters between men and women, he is quite vulgar.
She took out her phone to call Xia Mei, and even put her index finger to He Qingzhao's lips to remind him, "I'm going to call my classmate, so please don't say anything more."
He Qingzhao opened his mouth, took her fair index finger into his mouth and gently bit it, then said with a smile, "So domineering."
When the call connected, Cheng Jiamo rubbed her fingers against his collar and turned to speak.
“Meimei, I saw your boyfriend. He was playing basketball on the court, and there were no other girls with him. If you really want to know if he has another girlfriend, I think you should come and find him directly and ask him face to face.”
After hanging up the phone, she turned around and looked at He Qingzhao.
"I came to the university today to accompany my roommate. She suspects her boyfriend is cheating on her, but she's too scared to face it and wants me to come and check on him for her. That guy just now was her boyfriend."
"You seem quite concerned about other people's affairs."
He Qingzhao picked her up from his arms, glanced at the mottled marks on the dark gray trousers, and raised an eyebrow at her.
You've dirtied my pants, and you're not going to do anything about it?
Cheng Jiamo took the opportunity to step back, keeping half a meter away from him, and retorted with a flushed face: "It wasn't me who did it on purpose, you just insisted on touching... touching me."
He Qingzhao spread his legs, leaned back lazily in his chair, and said in a deep voice, "I have to see the professor in a bit, what do you suggest we do?"
Cheng Jiamo pouted: "How would I know?"
He Qingzhao beckoned: "Come here."
Instead of stepping forward, Cheng Jiamo took two steps back and said, "I'm going back to school first. You can go ahead and do what you need to do."
After saying that, she turned and ran.
He Qingzhao quickly stood up and grabbed her.
Why are you running?
Cheng Jiamo was pulled into his arms and pressed tightly against his chest.
"Let go." She patted his chest.
He Qingzhao wrapped one arm around her waist and pinched her chin with the other: "Why are you always so resistant, hmm?" He lowered his head and bit her lip, his eyes deep and unfathomable, "Don't you like me a lot? Why are you resisting?"
Cheng Jiamo's nose tingled, and tears welled up in her eyes. She said, with a wronged expression, "I did like you before, but you always..."
He always forcibly hugged her, kissed her, and touched her, regardless of her wishes, and directly forced her to have sex.
Although she felt very comfortable at that moment, she was very sad and angry afterwards.
She didn't want that, she didn't want to be forced into that state.
"You like me but won't let me touch you, what kind of liking is that?" He Qingzhao asked her in a low voice.
Cheng Jiamo had never seen such a domineering person before, and she turned away angrily, saying, "I don't like you anymore!"
He Qingzhao turned her face around, pinched her chin with two fingers, and said with a fierce look in his eyes, "You like me when you want, and you don't like me when you don't want to. What kind of person do you take me for?"
Cheng Jiamo: "..."
This is way too domineering and shameless!
And they were shameless enough to be completely self-righteous!
What kind of person is he? He's completely unreasonable.
"Speak." He Qingzhao tightened his grip on her lips with two fingers, making her pout slightly. Looking at her delicate, red lips, he narrowed his eyes, restraining himself from kissing her.
Cheng Jiamo was so angry that her mouth was almost watering from his pinching. She raised her hand to pinch him, pinching a bit of skin on the inside of his arm and twisting it hard.
Twisting like that hurts the most; it's a sharp, stabbing pain.
He Qingzhao frowned slightly, released her hand, lifted her chin with two fingers, pressed her lips with his thumb and rubbed them heavily, and smiled with narrowed eyes: "Your little mouth is so soft but you can't say a nice word, so it can only play other roles."
Cheng Jiamo felt his smile was particularly terrifying, and she couldn't help but shudder.
"What...what do you mean?"
He Qingzhao leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Either say sweet words to make me happy, or give me oral sex. You choose."
Cheng Jiamo could hardly believe that the man in front of her was the same man who had saved her in the rain three years ago.
They're completely different people!
He Qingzhao saw right through her thoughts and smiled, "You're not mistaken. I was the one three years ago, and I am the one now."
Cheng Jiamo realized that He Qingzhao responded better to gentle persuasion than force, and that a direct confrontation would definitely not win, so she could only try a softer approach.
She pouted, blinked her eyes pitifully, and began to cry in a delicate and pitiful manner.
"He Qingzhao." She buried her face in his chest, crying, and rubbed it against his hard, hot chest. "I really like you, but we haven't known each other for very long. You're always so eager to do 'that' kind of thing. I can't accept that yet."
Always in such a hurry?
He Qingzhao laughed out of anger when he heard Cheng Jiamo's description of him.
He pushed her face away from his embrace and looked down at her: "Then tell me, how long will it take to accept it?"
Cheng Jiamo held up one finger: "One year, is that okay?"
He Qingzhao narrowed his eyes: "What do you think?"
"Then six months, six months should be fine, right?" Cheng Jiamo offered a 50% discount.
He Qingzhao also held up one finger: "One day."
"What?! One day?!" Cheng Jiamo exclaimed in surprise. "Why didn't you say right now, immediately!"
He Qingzhao smiled gently and said, "If you want it, you can have it now. My car is right outside."
He actually wanted to stay in the car. Cheng Jiamo was both angry and embarrassed, and slapped his hand.
"One month, no less!"
He Qingzhao frowned reluctantly, "A month? A month is too long..."
"A month is too long! If you're not even willing to spend a month, then forget it and go find someone else!"
He Qingzhao feigned a forced compromise and reluctantly agreed, "Alright, then it'll be a month."
His original intention was actually one month, but he knew very well that if he said it aloud, one month would definitely become two or three months, or even half a year.
During negotiations, you should not reveal your true intentions, but rather guide the other party to compromise.
Cheng Jiamo breathed a sigh of relief, but as soon as she did, the feeling immediately rose again, stuck in her chest, making her feel like she had been tricked.
She clearly proposed a year, so how did He Qingzhao manage to make it seem like only a month?
However, since she had already said it, she couldn't take it back.
Fine, one month it is. Maybe He Qingzhao will lose interest in her in less than a month, or maybe she will be able to adapt after a month. There is still a thirty-day buffer period.
"Then I won't go to your place today." She looked up at him with a sweet smile.
He Qingzhao stroked her face: "I treat you like a treasure, but a treasure can't treat me like a fool."
"What do you mean?"
He Qingzhao smiled: "The month we agreed on only means no sex for a month, it doesn't mean I won't kiss you, hug you, or rub against you." He lowered his head, kissed the corner of her lips and whispered, "Just rubbing against you doesn't count as sex."
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