Chapter 93: Money Worship and the Wheelchair Boss 9
If it were any other time, Jiang Tingxu would have refused without hesitation.
But today, under the sweetness of the puff cream, he somehow agreed to say "yes".
By the time his mind came back to him and he wanted to refuse, Cha Jiu had already come behind him and gently pressed on the top of his head.
The head and neck are the most vulnerable parts of the human body.
Jiang Tingxu actually doesn't like others to come into contact with this place. Because of his identity, he is very cautious, otherwise he will be murdered if he is not careful.
However, Cha Jiu's fingers seemed to have a special magic. Once pressed, all the fatigue and soreness disappeared.
An indescribable comfort goes straight from the cerebral cortex to the spine, like falling into an enchanting galaxy, and the mind escapes.
The pair of small hands went to the shoulders again, using the most appropriate strength to relax the stiff muscles, bringing lightness and comfort.
Finally, Cha Jiu's hand reached Jiang Tingxu's leg.
She squatted in front of him, raised her head and asked: "Mr. Jiang, is this okay?"
This sentence is obviously very normal, but in such a scene, Jiang Tingxu felt it was very ambiguous.
Cha Jiu lay obediently at his legs, her petite body completely hidden by the desk on the right.
That delicate and energetic little face was like a full flower bud covered with dew in the manor, so close and full of vitality.
There was nothing applied on her tender lips, but the color was as if soaked in ripe cherry juice, revealing an alluring beauty.
He seemed to be able to... imagine that sweet taste.
Jiang Tingxu's throat rolled slightly.
He bit the tip of his tongue, using the pain to regain clarity, and his rationality instantly killed all immoral imaginations.
"No need." Jiang Tingxu's voice was a little hoarse, and there was also a bit of indifference that kept people away from him. "Go back and rest."
He wanted to use this indifference to distance the two of them.
The ambiguity in the atmosphere quickly dissipated.
Cha Jiu felt a little sorry, but he also knew that he shouldn't push people too far.
"Okay, then Mr. Jiang, you should have a good rest."
She stood up, said good night to him with a pure and bright smile, and left with the tray.
She was so pure that Jiang Tingxu began to wonder if he had been abstinent for too long and his thoughts were too dirty.
Not long after Cha Jiu left, the light in the study went out.
Uncle Chen came down from the building and said happily, "It's rare that the gentleman actually went to bed before 2 a.m. tonight."
Cha Jiu smiled slightly, turned off the TV in the living room, and went upstairs to sleep.
System: "Jiang Tingxu's favorability has reached 37%."
Cha Jiu said in a playful tone: "So, guess what Jiang Tingxu is doing now?"
…
Jiang Tingxu was not as dirty as Cha Jiu thought.
He soaked in cold water in the bathroom for half an hour before he suppressed the uncontrollable restlessness in his body.
He didn't do anything.
As soon as he closed his eyes, he thought of Cha Jiu's face. He didn't want to do this while thinking about his adopted son's fiancée.
When the two met again the next day, Jiang Tingxu's attitude towards Cha Jiu returned to normal.
Gentle, calm, and tolerant, just like an ordinary elder.
The system was depressed: "Jiang Tingxu's favorability has dropped, and it is now 35%."
Cha Jiu felt it was normal.
Jiang Tingxu is an extremely restrained person.
"The sun is shining brightly today, Mr. Jiang. I'll take you for a walk after breakfast."
Cha Jiu looked out the window at the rare good weather and asked.
Jiang Tingxu did not refuse.
After breakfast, Cha Jiu pushed Jiang Tingxu's wheelchair and took a walk in the Jiang family's carefully maintained garden.
"Aren't there any flowers here?" Cha Jiu walked around but didn't see any flowers, so he was very curious.
"I don't like flowers, so there are no flowers here," Jiang Tingxu said. "Flowers are too fragile and wither quickly. I like things that bloom all the time."
Cha Jiu smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang, you must be a very competitive person."
Jiang Tingxu smiled but said nothing.
He is indeed very competitive.
He was very successful in running the family business, and it can even be said that he created a miraculous Chiang family glory.
But he was frustrated only when it came to the issue of fertility.
Maybe his life is not destined to be a complete victory.
"If you like flowers, you can build a glass greenhouse here in the future," said Jiang Tingxu.
Cha Jiu shook her head: "I don't particularly like flowers, I just like Platycodon grandiflorum more. Do you know the flower language of Platycodon grandiflorum?"
Jiang Tingxu naturally didn't know.
Cha Jiu suddenly squatted down.
She lay on the side of the wheelchair, her eyes burning and devout, looking up at him like a loyal little animal.
"Kikyo is also known as the thornless rose. Just like the saying goes... I am wary of the world, but I take off my armor only in front of you."
Jiang Tingxu was stunned.
"Its flower language is eternal love."
Cha Jiu stared at him and slowly uttered these words.
Her lips were too close to Jiang Tingxu's arm, which was resting on the handle of the wheelchair. Her warm breath as she spoke was like a small feather brush, gently brushing across that small area of his skin.
The strange atmosphere from last night spread again.
Jiang Tingxu frowned, and he began to realize that the ambiguity last night was not his illusion.
Maybe Cha Jiu...really has different thoughts about him.
This is ridiculous.
But his instinct told him it was true.
Jiang Tingxu was just about to speak and warn her with some cryptic words, but unexpectedly a volleyball flew from a distance and hit the two of them at an extremely fast speed.
"Be careful!" someone shouted.
Cha Jiu's first reaction was to stand in front of Jiang Tingxu.
She put her soft arms around his neck, using her petite body to block him as much as possible.
Jiang Tingxu heard the sound of the volleyball hitting his body, and also heard Cha Jiu's muffled groan in his ear.
He knew it hurt.
Uncle Chen came over in a hurry: "Miss Ye, are you okay?"
Cha Jiu got up from Jiang Tingxu, his face a little pale: "It's okay, as long as it didn't hit Mr. Jiang."
"Help Miss Ye apply the medicine." Jiang Tingxu looked at the children running over from a distance, his face rarely turned cold, "Who is playing basketball here?"
Uncle Chen replied: "They are several young masters adopted by Madam Jiang."
Jiang Tingxu had fertility problems and was destined not to have children of his own. Old Madam Jiang could only adopt a few young children from side branches to keep them by her side, which was considered as the joy of having grandparents and grandchildren.
These young masters usually know how to please Madam Jiang, so they sometimes act a little too much.
For example, today, instead of playing in a dedicated court, they crossed the line and played wildly on Jiang Tingxu's territory.
Jiang Tingxu usually doesn't care about these things, but today he got angry.
Uncle Chen took the young masters away for punishment and then sent them back to Madam Jiang.
The servant took the medicine box and was helping Cha Jiu treat his injured right shoulder.
Because the wound was slightly below the shoulder, Cha Jiu unbuttoned the front buttons of her clothes. One side of the clothes slipped down, revealing a large area of her white jade-like back and the graceful curve of her neck was also clearly visible.
But Jiang Tingxu only saw the red and swollen area where she was hit by the ball.
Cha Jiu's skin is too delicate, and even the slightest pinch will leave marks.
Not to mention being hit by a flying ball.
"Hiss..." Cha Jiu took a breath of cold air.
The servant comforted her: "Just bear with it..."
"I'll do it." Jiang Tingxu took the medicine from the servant and applied it to Cha Jiu himself.
The servant felt something was wrong, but he still packed up and left.
Jiang Tingxu applied the medicine slowly: "Does it hurt?"
Cha Jiu: "It's OK, we can continue."
"Then I'll continue."
"Um."
When Jiang Tingxu was changing the cotton balls, he suddenly felt that this conversation sounded strange.
He was a little distracted, and the cold tweezers touched Cha Jiu's skin, making her feel cold and painful, and her hands that were holding onto her clothes loosened.
The breathtaking scenery is fully exposed.
Shoulders like jade, waist full of wine...
Cha Jiu turned around and looked at Jiang Tingxu at a loss.
It was like a lost deer that accidentally entered the cabin of a hunter who had no intention of hunting. The two looked at each other blankly, not knowing what to do next.
Jiang Tingxu was the first to react.
He quickly pulled up his shirt to cover Cha Jiu's body.
During this time, his fingertips accidentally touched the delicate and soft skin. The touch was like caressing the most delicate petals, which made his heart tremble slightly.
"Sorry, Qinghuan." Jiang Tingxu's voice was a little hoarse.
This was the first time he called her by her name.
The system reminds: "Jiang Tingxu's favorability has reached 40%."
Cha Jiu grabbed her clothes and waited quietly for Jiang Tingxu to speak.
She knew that Jiang Tingxu might have vaguely sensed her feelings.
Will he refuse or accept?
Or...
Jiang Tingxu said slowly: "I will officially announce your engagement at Jiang Chen's birthday dinner next month."
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