Chapter 205 "Didn't we enjoy the food the last two nights?"
Jiang Yanchu narrowed his eyes, his bottomless pupils staring at Lou Zhao like a poisonous scorpion, his face was so cold that it seemed to be dripping with water, and his voice was filled with surging danger.
"Eat my x first."
Lou Zhao said bluntly, "Yours is so ugly, I don't want it."
“…”
As soon as the words fell, the air around them instantly froze.
Jiang Yanchu was so angry that his temples were throbbing violently, his face became even colder and gloomier, his dark eyes were filled with uncontrollable storms, and he walked towards Lou Zhao.
The feeling of oppression came over him like an invisible net, trapping Lou Zhao tightly.
Jiang Yanchu looked down at her condescendingly, raised his hand, and pressed his fingertips on her naturally rosy tender lips, increasing the force with a sense of punishment.
In a mischievous tone, he asked, "Didn't we enjoy our meals the last two nights?"
"Why, Zhao Zhao forgot?"
"Do you need me to help you recall?"
Feeling a slight pain on his lips, Lou Zhao frowned and raised the hand holding the kitchen knife.
Jiang Yanchu's eyes flashed, and he quickly grabbed her slender wrist and pulled her into his arms.
She was pulled and spun around, her slender back slamming into the man's hard chest, and her arms were firmly wrapped around her body.
Jiang Yanchu lowered his head and whispered in Lou Zhao's ear with an intimate posture. His voice was soft and helpless, and it sounded inexplicably doting and affectionate.
"It's all swollen, just be quiet, okay baby?"
The warm breath came over, like fire burning Lou Zhao's earlobes. Her cheeks flushed uncontrollably and her heart was beating fast.
Jiang Yanchu usually calls her Zhaozhao and rarely calls her baby.
Lou Zhao was panicked and uneasy by the sudden heart trembling. He bit his lower lip hard to wake himself up, and his tone was cold and resentful.
"It's all because of you."
A very light laugh fell by his ear, and Jiang Yanchu lowered his voice, enunciating the words tenderly, "Well, because of me."
"I shouldn't have let baby Zhao Zhao get so swollen. I'll be gentler next time."
“…”
After a few seconds of silence, Lou Zhao bent his arms and elbowed Jiang Yanchu in the chest, "Let me go."
"Don't call me baby, it's disgusting."
Jiang Yanchu snatched the kitchen knife from Lou Zhao's hand, then let her go and said casually.
"What are you calling? Wife?"
The voice is low and seductive.
“…”
Lou Zhao turned and glared at Jiang Yanchu, saying speechlessly, "Can you please have some shame?"
I have never seen such a shameless person.
Jiang Yanchu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Zhao Zhao wants my face, right?"
He tapped his face with his fingers, his eyes frivolous and seductive, "You can kiss here."
“Pah.”
The crisp sound of slaps exploded in the air.
Lou Zhao raised his hand and slapped Jiang Yanchu.
Jiang Yanchu's face was slapped to the side, and a bright red slap mark appeared on his fair face. He raised his lips and smiled.
No humiliation, just enjoyment.
It's caressing, it's flirting.
If she dares to hit me today, she will dare to conquer the world tomorrow. If you follow her, you will definitely enjoy a good life.
A trembling blush quickly appeared on the skin, Jiang Yanchu's breathing became rapid, and he turned his head to see Lou Zhao's face, his eyes flashing with excitement and obsession.
"Thank you, Zhao Zhao."
At that moment, the goose bumps on Lou Zhao's arms were all aroused. She frowned, her expression was hard to describe. She raised her hands to rub her arms and cursed,
"abnormal."
Lou Zhao turned his head to look at the sofa and coffee table in the living room and asked, "Where's my phone?"
Jiang Yanchu's expression changed slightly, "What do you need a phone for?"
Contact Thomas?
She had only known him for a short time, yet they were already chatting so closely.
If this continues, Zhao Zhao will be abducted away by a scheming wild man outside.
Lou Zhao had been lying in bed for three days, so she naturally didn't know that Thomas had been messaging her every day during this period. She glanced at Jiang Yanchu with a strange look, as if she didn't understand his question which he asked despite knowing the answer.
"Play."
Jiang Yanchu's Adam's apple rolled as he asked, "What are you playing?"
“…”
To get to the bottom of things.
Lou Zhao didn't like him being like this, so she looked away and didn't look at him again, nor did she answer. She walked towards the sofa, raised her hand to pick up the stuffed pillow on it, and lowered her head to look for her cell phone.
There was nothing on the sofa or the coffee table, so Lou Zhao walked to the bedroom.
I found my cell phone under my pillow.
When she opened WeChat, she found that Thomas had sent her many WeChat messages.
But not unread.
Lou Zhao understood instantly.
It turned out that Jiang Yanchu had looked at her phone and also saw the message sent by Thomas.
No wonder he looked so strange just now.
Thomas: [Ms. Lou, is there something wrong that made you leave in such a hurry?]
Thomas: [Has Miss Lou arrived home yet? ]
Thomas: [Ms. Lou?]
Thomas: [What happened? If there's anything you can't solve yourself, please tell me. I'll do my best to help.]
…
The worry and concern are about to overflow the screen, which makes people feel warm.
Lou Zhao looked disdainful.
Maybe my girlfriend at home can’t take it anymore.
Hypocritical, pretentious, and disgusting.
Thinking of his plan, Lou Zhao's eyes flickered slightly and his lips curled up.
She was holding the phone in both hands and was about to type when a large, bony hand suddenly reached out and snatched her phone away.
Jiang Yanchu's voice was cold and his tone was firm, "Don't reply to his message."
Lou Zhao turned around and looked up to see Jiang Yanchu's face.
She was unhappy and her tone was a little colder, "Give me back my phone."
Jiang Yanchu turned his head slightly to glance at the phone screen, and sure enough, he was chatting with Thomas.
"Who should I reply to?"
“Thomas.”
Jiang Yanchu smiled, but there was no warmth in the corners of his lips. He bent down, picked up Lou Zhao with one hand, and sat him on his lap, holding him in his arms.
He lowered his head and licked the woman's fair and delicate earlobe, his breath hot and dangerous, "Come, sit in my arms."
Lou Zhao took back the phone, not afraid of him at all, "Come back if you want."
Who is afraid of whom.
The slender white fingertips landed on the twenty-six keys and just typed a letter.
Jiang Yanchu suddenly looked up.
Extremely bad.
Lou Zhao's fingertips trembled slightly, and he turned around with a cold face and glared at Jiang Yanchu.
Jiang Yanchu's lips curled up slightly, as if he was understanding. "Keep replying."
"Don't keep others waiting too long."
He taught, “That’s not polite.”
Lou Zhaoren turned his head and looked at the phone screen.
Type another letter.
Jiang Yanchu repeated the action again.
“…”
Lou Zhao closed his eyes, but finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he slapped the phone on Jiang Yanchu's face, stirring up a gust of cold wind.
"Believe it or not, I'll chop that thing off of you!"
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