And then there's her voice: "I don't know what happened between us in those six months, and I don't believe anything happened. But when I realized that my feelings for you were different from before, I believed that something must have happened between us that year."
“That’s not important,” he said.
"Important."
So soft and gentle that it melted Jiang Yingchi's heart, leaving her powerless to resist.
"Alright." He pulled his arm back, his expression unchanged.
Ning Qiluo didn't know where that sense of melancholy in her heart came from. She only knew that her feelings for Jiang Yingchi had changed.
Tonight, taking advantage of her illness, she decided to let loose and test herself. This was just the beginning, and she already felt sad.
She won't leave.
I stood outside the kitchen counter and watched him finish his work.
After he washed his hands, Ning Qiluo finally spoke: "You, the dignified president of Jiang's Group, are cooking and washing dishes for me. Don't you feel wronged?"
"I'm used to it," he replied.
"What habits did you say?" she pressed.
He looked up at her and said, "I'm used to being wronged."
Ning Qiluo was speechless.
As he was about to leave, Ning Qiluo caught up with him and stopped him at the door, once again displaying her irresistibly sweet and gentle charm: "Please don't go."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw his Adam's apple bob slightly. Ning Qiluo bit her lip and smiled, squeaking like a little mouse.
"Explain what you just said. How did I ever make you feel wronged?"
She stopped him from leaving because she wanted to find out some things.
Jiang Yingchi held his coat in his hand and didn't come forward to pull her away. He just stood there, his expression as cold as ever. But Ning Qiluo wasn't afraid of him at this moment.
"It's not you, it has nothing to do with you."
This is how he replied.
Ning Qiluo bit her lip.
She took two steps to stand in front of him, tilted her head back with difficulty, and said to him, "You're lying."
Her voice was hoarse, sounding both fragile and pitiful.
"Who are you kidding?"
"You're lying to me."
"Really?" He denied it, his expression remaining aloof and indifferent.
Ning Qiluo hesitated.
Just as she was pondering how to ask him, Jiang Yingchi moved closer to her. Since they were already standing close, his approach forced Ning Qiluo to retreat.
Retreating to the entryway, where the shoe cabinet was attached to the wall, but there was a raised platform next to it, leaving Ning Qiluo with nowhere to go, she immediately crossed her arms in front of her, pleading, "Don't come any closer, don't, don't, don't..."
Jiang Yingchi wrapped his arms around her waist, easily lifting her up and placing her on the high platform.
Once she sat down, Ning Qiluo dared not move.
Not to mention, her legs went weak when she got down.
"Hook me."
His voice seemed to possess a certain magic, compelling her to do as he said.
After hooking one leg around him, Ning Qiluo suddenly woke up, and at that moment Jiang Yingchi's kiss had already invaded her, predatory and forceful, his nose covered with the scent of hormones.
Ning Qiluo instinctively reached out and hooked her arm around his neck.
She was only wearing a loose, thin sweater. When he pushed her hand back, the neckline slipped down to her shoulders, revealing her delicate shoulders.
Jiang Yingchi kissed her shoulder again.
I'm going to die.
Ning Qiluo felt like she was possessed at this moment. Her voice was incredibly soft, yet also hoarse, making her sound even more endearing and tempting to pity and bully.
She said, "Jiang Yingchi."
"Um."
"Don't move."
"It's you who's moving."
"I didn't..." she continued to argue.
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