Chapter 491 Disharmony
She wasn't even given a chance to breathe.
Jiang Zhiyue's oxygen was robbed, and her two hands tightly grasped the lapels on both sides of his chest. Her eyes were filled with moist light and trembled slightly.
Qin Si reached out and touched her face, hooked up the scattered hair around her ears and wrapped it around his fingertips.
The man's cold eyes and brows were actually somewhat seductive. He trapped her in a small corner and invaded her territory to his heart's content.
Jiang Zhiyue was like a fish short of oxygen. Qin Si slowly moved his slightly moist lips away and held her in his arms.
Her face was pressed against the somewhat cold and overly expensive fabric, she was breathing softly, clutching his collar, and when she looked up at him, her big, watery eyes were so beautiful that they were intoxicating.
Qin Si lowered his head and gently pressed his forehead against hers, feeling each other's warm breath. The cold lines on his face gradually softened.
"Have you thought of what to say?"
"Don't press on me..." Jiang Zhiyue's body couldn't withstand his oppression, so Qin Si hooked her with one hand and brought her into his arms.
He leaned back on the soft seat, holding her waist with his strong arms, allowing her to sit snugly on his lap and close to his arms.
"You press me." Jiang Zhiyue put her hands on the man's shoulders, and this posture made her whole body press on him.
Extremely ambiguous and dangerous.
Although Jiang Zhiyue was pressing him, the girl's soft body didn't have much weight. From this angle, Qin Si had the advantage. He continued to wear the fully armed black gloves, and with his expressionless icy face, he really looked like a mafia boss in the movies.
Jiang Zhiyue became the one who threw herself into his arms.
He placed his big hand on her little butt and patted it twice gently. Jiang Zhiyue felt as if her butt was on fire and jumped away, supporting herself on his shoulder.
Qin Si exerted a little force on the hands around her waist, and Jiang Zhiyue moved closer to him instead, turning her head away with a red face.
"Answer me." The man's voice was deep and powerful.
Jiang Zhiyue couldn't deceive herself, she was also a vulgar person who admired the strong. She must find a partner, and she preferred someone who could be her support, giving her strength and support.
In the complex family relationships, the power of an individual is always insignificant. Families establish close alliances through marriage, hoping to enhance each other's strength through deep binding.
The biggest problem is that she obviously cannot control Qin Si. Whether in terms of power comparison or the huge gap in strength between the two families, the Sheng family is slightly inferior.
Because of her experience of living with Qin Si in the slums, she witnessed the cruel side of the man, and of course, also saw his other side when he found his conscience.
They kissed so many times, but Qin Si was patient and did not reach the final step, always waiting for her answer. Qin Si seemed willing to wait, but the reason why she could reject him was precisely because she was willing to accommodate her at this moment.
What if one day he doesn't want to anymore?
“That’s hard to answer?”
Qin Si caressed the girl's soft long hair, the black hair like seaweed running through his fingertips, "Then don't do it for now..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Zhiyue interrupted, "Can you accept an international relationship?"
Those big watery eyes were like crystal grapes dipped in water. Being stared at by such eyes, it seemed as if her sparkling pupils could only hold his figure.
"So that's what you're worried about."
Qin Si curled his lips and couldn't help caressing those long, dense eyelashes. "I won't stop you from doing anything you want to do."
There was a hint of surprise in Jiang Zhiyue's eyes. Qin Si was a man of his word and he didn't seem like someone who would easily give in.
Qin Si believed that Jiang Zhiyue had a very bad impression of him in her heart, probably because of the things that happened before. He understood her hesitation and was well aware of her worries.
"I can visit you every week." As long as she eventually comes back to him, he is willing to let go and let her go as far as possible.
"That's not what I meant..." Jiang Zhiyue pursed her lips, hesitated for a long time, and decided to be honest: "Liking this thing has a time limit, three months, six months, five years... Any emotion has its time limit."
Qin Si understood what she meant. He put one arm around her waist and hugged her tighter involuntarily, as if he wanted to merge that petite body into his own.
I pinched her chin to block her chattering mouth and stop all the words from coming out.
"Then don't like it."
After kissing her for a long time, he finally felt that he had bullied her enough and helped her tidy up the scattered hair around her ears, "Change it to a hobby."
.....
There was some commotion in the back seat.
The man pulled her to sit in his arms and gave her a deep kiss on the cheek.
Two buttons of his meticulously buttoned suit were undone. Before getting off the car, Qin Si squeezed the girl's hand and reminded her to help button them up.
Jiang Zhiyue always felt an indescribable tremor in her heart towards bodies that were too strong and tall. Only those who have been in it can truly understand the subtle feeling brought about by this difference in body size, and how terrifying and oppressive it is.
Qin Si looked at her leisurely. Jiang Zhiyue blinked her eyelashes a few times, and quickly helped him button up, buttoning it all the way to his Adam's apple to make it his standard appearance.
On the way, the man's cell phone continued to vibrate, fearing that someone from the Qin family was looking for him urgently again.
Qin Siteng ignored her and escorted the girl all the way to the door when they reached their destination. He watched her walk into the villa, go up to the second floor, and only left when he saw the lights in the room come on.
Jiang Zhiyue was feeling a little worried. One hand was inadvertently pinching the hem of her clothes. She reached out to turn on the light in the room, and soft light instantly filled the entire space.
Her vision seemed to suddenly become clear, and she was about to breathe a sigh of relief.
However, in the first few seconds when the light came on, the whole room fell into deep darkness before it had time to adapt to the sudden brightness.
The slender figure sitting on the sofa in the girl's boudoir, his black combat boots stepping on the floor, making a slight creaking sound.
The atmosphere of the entire space was like that of some male animal, strong and intense.
Chu Junyue took a cigarette and held it in his hand without lighting it. He crossed his long legs casually, and his posture had an indescribable majesty.
She didn't go into the wrong room...
Jiang Zhiyue stopped walking, couldn't help but rubbed her eyes, and opened them again...
The man who had previously told her not to inform him that he was attending the wedding was now sitting on the sofa in her bedroom.
The room is still the same as it was when Jiang Zhiyue left.
Chu Junyue did not touch her personal belongings. He just sat on the sofa that exuded a girlish atmosphere. The sofa was pink and designed in French pastoral style.
This is extremely inconsistent with the man's aura.
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