Chapter 113: Just the right amount of force to make you feel confused but not hurt

Jiang Ciyou straightened up and looked towards the door.

When their eyes met, the air seemed to stand still.

To be honest, we haven't seen each other since I came back from the capital.

It has been more than half a month now.

Jiang Ciyou saw that Bo Jinxiu remained calm.

Her voice was calm and without any disturbance.

But he was also cold and emotionless: "Aren't you drunk?"

Bo Jinxiu stood straight at the door.

His face was cold and his eyes were clear, and he didn't look like he was drunk.

However, there was a blush on her cheek.

Against his cool white skin, it somehow looks a bit cute.

Bo Jinxiu walked in.

Looking at the suitcase on the ground, he asked in a cold voice: "Where are you moving to?"

Jiang Ciyou never thought about moving away.

She was just packing her bags to go to Paris tomorrow.

But she didn't want to explain a single word to Bo Jinxiu.

"It's none of your business."

Jiang Ciyou ignored Bo Jinxiu and turned into the cloakroom.

Start to continue packing clothes.

As soon as she walked out of the cloakroom, she bumped into Bo Jinxiu's chest.

Bo Jinxiu stood like a mountain blocking the door.

He looked at her solemnly.

Jiang Ciyou then discovered this.

The man was drunk.

Drank a lot of wine.

He smelled strongly of alcohol.

Jiang Ciyou couldn't help but move closer and smell it.

Then she couldn't help but wrinkled her nose: "How much tequilaley did you drink?"

Bo Jinxiu looked down at Jiang Ciyou, who was wrinkling his nose and sniffing his chest like a little puppy.

I couldn't help but feel moved.

Probably because he was drunk.

The next second, he actually held Jiang Ciyou's face and kissed her hard.

The moment our lips touched.

Bo Jinxiu couldn't help but shudder.

Even though he had touched her body countless times.

But almost every time, it was an instant sinking.

He was too greedy for her warmth and her smell.

It's like a drug that eats away at your bones and becomes addictive; once you're addicted, you can never get rid of it.

Compared to Bo Jinxiu's immersion, Jiang Ciyou seemed indifferent.

It’s not that I don’t miss him.

Jiang Ciyou also cared about his body.

But she was always sober.

"Bo Jinxiu, do you know what you are doing now?"

Jiang Ciyou controlled his emotions.

Therefore, the sound that comes out is calm and peaceful.

The man in front of me seemed very dissatisfied.

Those clear and beautiful eyes made his heart tremble.

He simply picked up Jiang Ciyou.

The next second, Jiang Ciyou's entire body was pressed into the soft big bed.

Dense kisses came all over the place.

The man kissed her hard.

The lips stretched from her lips to her ear.

Jiang Ciyou's earlobes are very sensitive.

In the past, Jiang Ciyou would become emotional whenever he kissed her earlobe.

The man was trying his best to please her.

This trick has been very useful to Jiang Ciyou in the past.

But now, Jiang Ciyou was lying on the bed, neither resisting nor accepting.

She was already looking at the man in front of her with cold eyes.

The man saw that she was indifferent.

He held his arms and looked at her.

They were very close.

Almost nose to nose.

Breathing and smelling each other.

Jiang Ciyou could smell the strong scent of tequila on him, but it still couldn't cover up the unique cold fragrance on him, like the scent of sandalwood, or like a cluster of wild orchids in the forest.

This is also what fascinates Jiang Ciyou the most.

She always feels at ease when she smells this scent.

Jiang Ciyou almost lost his mind.

But it was only a moment of stunned silence.

She soon regained consciousness.

"Bo Jinxiu, get up."

Her voice was cold, icy, and full of warning.

Bo Jinxiu remained unmoved.

Just leaning on his arms and looking at her.

His eyes were dark and deep, like a calm sea at night.

However, deep in the sea, there are undercurrents surging, as if they can stir up huge waves at any time and drown people.

Of course Bo Jinxiu didn't get up.

Instead, he kissed her again.

This time, it was even crazier and more intense than before.

The big hand had already reached into her clothes, moving around her waist without any hesitation, and moving up recklessly.

"Bo Jinxiu, let me go."

Jiang Ciyou's voice was restrained to the extreme.

Her voice was terribly cold.

His whole body was extremely stiff.

But Bo Jinxiu seemed not to hear her words and kissed her even harder.

One hand even pinched her chest hard in dissatisfaction.

"ah!"

A sound of pain broke the silence of the air.

Bo Jinxiu stood up instantly and sat on the edge of the bed.

With one hand covering his forehead, he stared at the person still lying on the bed with shocked and resentful eyes.

Jiang Ciyou was holding a small desk lamp in his hand.

She actually hit him on the head with a lamp!

That situation just now!

Jiang Ciyou actually hit him on the head with a lamp!

There were waves of pain in my forehead.

Jiang Ciyou also sat up leisurely.

She gracefully put the desk lamp back on the bedside.

Then she put her arms behind her back and used one hand to stroke her natural big curls.

The voice was also extremely charming: "Are you sober?"

"You actually hit me!" Bo Jinxiu's eyes were full of resentment.

Like a dog with its tail clipped.

It's so pitiful, with no place to vent my anger.

"Who told you to act like a hooligan?" Jiang Ciyou said calmly.

It doesn't seem like a big deal.

"You actually hit me!!"

Bo Jinxiu repeated what he had just said, and his eyes were still filled with disbelief when he looked at Jiang Ciyou.

What he couldn't figure out was.

He had tried so hard, and even he was completely defeated.

How can Jiang Ciyou still be so clear-headed?

"It's just a hit, what's the big deal? Call Gao Cen and ask him to take you to the hospital."

Jiang Ciyou saw blood seeping out from Bo Jinxiu's fingertips.

In fact, she controlled the strength when she hit it.

It looks serious.

But at most it's just a little skin breakage and some bleeding.

Moreover, the wound only hit his forehead, which is hidden in his hair, so it will not leave a scar on his handsome face.

She knows her limits.

"You actually hit me..."

Bo Jinxiu's voice had faded away.

The resentment and shock in his eyes were now replaced by confusion and sadness.

Jiang Ci sighed.

Finished. Now he looks more like a puppy.

A little white dog that was abandoned and ended up on the street.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong. I shouldn't have hit you. I'll go call Gao Cen, okay?"

When Gao Cen came over, he saw his president sitting on the sofa in dishevel.

His eyes were empty and his face was sad.

Moreover, his forehead was bruised, red, swollen, and bleeding.

Gao Cen was terrified.

He hurried into the room and asked, "President, what's wrong with you?"

Bo Jinxiu said nothing.

The prince, who was a well-known figure in the Beijing circle, looked distraught and even as if he was about to cry.

Gao Cen asked Jiang Ciyou directly: "What's wrong with the president?"

"It's okay. I got hit on the head by a lamp."

Jiang Ciyou said nonchalantly: "But don't worry, I didn't really hit you. The force was just right. It would confuse you but not hurt your brain."