Chapter 118 A Touch of True Feelings for Chen Qing
The light was on in the bathroom, and Chen Qing was completely exposed, her whole body flushed pink with embarrassment.
At first, Jiang Jingyan was still concerned about her injuries, worried that she might not be injured properly, so he concentrated on helping her clean. Later, the mist became thicker and her breathing became heavier.
He has a strong desire, which he has been holding back since Chen Qing's accident until now. The fire is so strong that he cannot suppress it easily.
Amidst the smoky mist, the man's gaze was direct and wild.
Chen Qing held the bath towel tightly against his chest. When he looked up, he saw his strong and muscular body. When he looked down, he saw his powerful and erect waist and abdomen. Nothing seemed right.
Jiang Jingyan's breathing was heavy. He picked her up and said, "Hold on tight."
The water surface rippled, flipping up the covering bath towel.
Chen Qing's ankle was still close to his ear. She was not a dancer, so she instinctively bent her knees.
The foam flowed down his legs towards the narrow gap, misty, with water splashing through it, yet clear, stimulating Jiang Jingyan to the point of swelling and pain.
"You go out." Chen Qing insisted, "I'm done washing, wipe it yourself."
"You're hurt."
"I washed it myself this week!"
The man suddenly laughed and patted her hips, "Are you blaming me for not going home?"
Chen Qing was angry and threw the towel on his head, "It's up to you to come back or not."
Taking advantage of the few seconds when his vision was blocked, she kicked away, stepped out of the bathtub, and went to get her bathrobe.
Jiang Jingyan was offended by her and slowly pulled it down. The faint fragrance of shower gel brushed against his nose and his spine felt numb as if it were electrified.
Chen Qing wrapped himself up and ran out.
Just inches away from the bedroom door, a force came from behind, lifting me up by the waist and then letting me go.
The mattress shook, loosening the straps of his bathrobe, revealing Jiang Jingyan's body, and his bulging muscles gave off a strong impact.
He looked at her from top to bottom, holding her calf in his hand, kissing near the wound and spreading forward.
Chen Qing's eyes gradually became blurred, and he grabbed the man's hair.
"Are you still chasing me away?" Jiang Jingyan's kiss was getting closer and closer, his voice was hoarse and extremely sexy.
"no--"
Her eyes suddenly widened, she stretched her neck, and cried delicately, "Jiang Jingyan..."
The slightest restraint did not reduce the friction at all, but made it even more fierce.
This was a feeling of suffocation that Chen Qing had never experienced before. Waves raged and surged, dragging her into the whirlpool.
Even the afterglow was unprecedented, and my legs twitched involuntarily.
Her chest heaved violently, and she looked down tremblingly. Jiang Jingyan's chin was wet, and wherever his eyes went, it expanded infinitely.
…
At night, Chen Qing fell into a deep sleep.
Jiang Jingyan held her in his arms, holding the information sent by Lian Zhuo in his hand, his eyes dark.
Yan Baiqing had done a lot of work in Zhounan over the past few years, and he hadn't been idle since returning. When he retired from the army, only a few people knew the reason, and he was also unaware of it. Now it seems that there are many doubts.
The person in his arms turned over, and Jiang Jingyan stroked Chen Qing's shoulders to comfort him.
He never understood Yan Baiqing's purpose in approaching Chen Qing. Initially, it was to provoke the Tao family and try to drag the Jiang family into the water. Later, he planned to target the remaining members of Qingyoufuyuan. Now...
Chen Qing had a strand of hair sticking out on her forehead. She was lying on her side facing him, her lips naturally puffed out and pink, and her whole face was unspeakably pure.
She encountered an unexpected incident in her youth. Although her life was peaceful afterwards, she spent many years suppressing her nature. If she accidentally revealed a bad temper, it would be fleeting and she would always restrain it.
To outsiders, this kind of temperament is mysterious and cold, but to men, it is a signal of conquest and possession.
Jiang Jingyan watched for a moment, suppressed his surging anger, got out of bed and went to the study.
The next day at noon, Mrs. Jiang called repeatedly to urge him.
"That knife-wielding criminal, are you delaying the trial?"
Jiang Jingyan held a cigarette in his mouth and said nonchalantly, "Does this have anything to do with me?"
"Wei Yin has suffered so much, I really don't know what you are delaying."
"All procedures must be followed. No exceptions can be made just because the victim is related to the Jiang family. Please don't interfere."
After the call ended, Lian Zhuo knocked on the door and said, "There's new news."
He handed over the tablet and pressed the play button.
The surveillance footage was from a small restaurant and had a blind spot, but it still captured the figures of Wei Yin and the man with a knife.
"The criminal has a nickname in the underworld: Horse Face. Miss Wei and he left at the same time, so the overlap time was only five minutes."
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, "You think it's not enough?"
Lian Zhuo analyzed carefully, "Based on the call records, the two have no contact and no social connections. Ma Lian often frequents the foot massage parlor next to the restaurant, so he has a reason to be there. If Miss Wei wanted to plot with him, five minutes would not be enough."
After a long while, Jiang Jingyan pointed at the person who left with Horse Face on the screen and said, "Bring him here."
Lian Zhuo took a look and said, "I've checked. This is Ma Lian's brother. He has nothing to do with this case."
"The more irrelevant it is, the more likely it is to be a breakthrough. Bring him to see me."
In the afternoon, Jiang Jingyan went to the hospital.
He handed the food in his hand to the nurse and said, "We passed by a restaurant and heard that the food was delicious. Let's try it."
Wei Yin smiled with pursed lips, her eyes moving.
Jiang Jingyan sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked lazy.
The ward was instantly filled with a strong fragrance.
Wei Liang walked in at this moment, frowning, "Mutton offal soup?"
He put down the thermos in his hand and said, "Yinyin, don't you never eat mutton?"
Jiang Jingyan raised his eyelids and asked, "Don't eat mutton?"
"Yinyin has never eaten it since she was little. She can't even stand the smell."
Wei Yin interrupted him hastily, "Brother, this is something Mr. Jiang brought specially."
Wei Liang was a little embarrassed and smiled, "Thank you for your trouble."
Jiang Jingyan hesitated for a moment, "Since Miss Wei doesn't like it, then-"
"It's okay." Wei Yin brought the spoon to her lips. "Everything has a first time."
Wei Liang watched her swallow with concern.
The next second, he leaned over the bed and retched.
"You can't eat it." Wei Liang ran over and patted her back.
Jiang Jingyan stood up and said, "I was negligent and didn't have time to ask Miss Wei about her preferences. When your injury is better, you can choose a place and I will treat you."
…
In the evening, there was a heavy rainstorm in the city.
A black car stopped in front of Xianxuan Teahouse. The taillights cast a cloudy red glow in the rain, and the winding water marks on the windows divided the reflected face into sharp light and shadow.
The secretary in the passenger seat leaned over and said, "Mr. Meng said he doesn't have time."
Yan Baiqing's face was calm, and he smiled meaningfully, "Teacher is trying to avoid suspicion, it must be Jingyan who has started to make a move."
"what to do?"
"No problem." He checked the messages on his phone. "Jingyan and I should have had this day a long time ago."
The secretary was worried, "But you are working for Mr. Meng. If he withdraws, you will be at a loss."
Yan Baiqing's gaze suddenly focused on a figure on the side of the road.
The secretary waited for a long time but got no reply, so he looked over.
There were lead-gray clouds on the horizon, and a few rays of light remained, illuminating Chen Qing's facial features.
She was standing on the steps, struggling to close her umbrella, and the rain fell on one of her shoulders.
The secretary glanced at the man in the back row and couldn't help sighing. When fighting with a man like Jiang Jingyan, the best way to control him is to start with this girl.
He originally thought that Yan Baiqing still had some true feelings for Chen Qing, but the incident when he arrested Ji Mingyin was beyond his expectations.
It seems that this man still has no distractions.
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