Chapter 46 He Wants to Kiss Jiang Ciyou
Bo Jinxiu raised his lips slightly: "I was just pretending to be good. If I hadn't been a little bit more obedient, how could you have fallen for it?"
Jiang Ciyou laughed.
This guy seems quite proud of himself.
Jiang Ci tilted his head, propped up his arms, and stared lazily at the man beside him.
He is really good-looking, with a flawless face, like the protagonist from a comic book.
He had a tiny blue earring in his left ear, with a tiny sapphire inlaid in it.
If you don't look carefully, you can't see it clearly.
But Jiang Ciyou knew he was wearing a blue earring from the first day he saw him.
And it has never been taken off.
His appearance is kind of cool and aloof, but with that little earring he gives off a kind of bohemian vibe.
Cold and abstinence and unrestrained and uninhibited are originally completely opposite temperaments.
The fusion was forcibly achieved in this man.
It's really fascinating.
Jiang Ciyou suddenly became interested.
The slender, green onion-like fingers gently pinched Bo Jinxiu's earlobe.
"You have been wearing this earring all the time. Is there any story behind it?"
Judging from Bo Jinxiu's lifestyle, Jiang Ciyou didn't think he was a very unique person in terms of dress.
On the contrary, on weekdays, he always dressed in a suit and tie, which was very orthodox. Apart from a watch, he had no other accessories.
So Jiang Ciyou guessed that this earring had some special meaning to Bo Jinxiu.
The earlobe that was pinched by Jiang Ciyou's little hand quickly turned red.
Bo Jinxiu grabbed her little hand and said, "It's a gift from someone else. It doesn't mean anything."
Jiang Ciyou asked, "Was it given by a woman?"
Bo Jinxiu turned to look at Jiang Ciyou, seemingly interested: "Jealous?"
Jiang Ciyou smiled like a cat: "I like to eat everything, but I don't like sour food."
Bo Jinxiu turned his head and seemed to mutter: "Don't bother, I'll tell you when you get jealous."
Jiang Ciyou shrugged nonchalantly and looked outside the car again.
That woman must be very important to him.
Bo Jinxiu really drove the car to the supermarket.
Originally, I just said casually that I would eat the food he cooked.
Unexpectedly, he really started to carefully select the ribs.
After returning home, he really went into the kitchen and made sweet and sour pork ribs for Jiang Ciyou.
After dinner, it was already very late.
After Jiang Ciyou finished eating, he nestled in the rattan chair on the balcony.
Contented as a cat.
After washing the dishes, Bo Jinxiu walked to the seat next to Jiang Ciyou.
Also sat down.
"Are you full?"
Jiang Ciyou touched her slightly bulging belly and said with a smile, "It looks like I'm three months pregnant."
Bo Jinxiu glanced at her lower abdomen.
She was thin to begin with, and her skin was usually flat, smooth, and as silky as silk.
Bo Jinxiu's eyes turned red as he placed his big hand directly on her lower abdomen, moving it all the way down: "Then let's do some exercise to help digest the food."
Jiang Ciyou did not refuse.
It is said that when one is full and drunk, one will think about sex.
I have to admit that being with Bo Jinxiu is an extremely enjoyable experience.
Moreover, she suffers from insomnia.
Only when you are extremely tired can you sleep deeply.
The next few days.
Yan Feng would go to the TV station to pick up Xia Ling every day.
He comes early every day.
I also had many opportunities to meet Jiang Ciyou.
But the two of them were like strangers and didn't say another word.
Bo Jinxiu went to Japan on a business trip again these two days.
At night, Jiang Ci was lying in bed alone and couldn't sleep.
I actually miss him.
When he is not around, the house actually feels empty.
And insomnia is even more severe.
At 6:30 in the afternoon, Jiang Ciyou fell asleep on the sofa in the lounge after putting on her makeup.
When Yan Feng came in, Jiang Ciyou was the only one lying on the sofa in the lounge.
He comes here every day these days.
He said he was going to pick up Xia Ling, but in fact only he himself knew the reason.
He just wanted to take a look at Jiang Ciyou.
Fortunately, Bo Jinxiu never came here again after that time.
This also made him more certain that what happened last time was just an exception.
Jiang Ciyou values the position of Mrs. Yan so much.
At first, he even threatened to cut his wrists.
How can I give up so easily?
Everything she is doing now is just a step backward to advance.
Although he hated Jiang Ciyou, he didn't want to let her go free.
He wanted to use this position to trap her. Even if they tortured each other for the rest of their lives, he didn't want to let her go.
The woman on the sofa was sleeping soundly.
That unfairly beautiful face reminds people of Sleeping Beauty in the fairy tale.
Yan Feng unconsciously walked closer, half-knelt down in front of the sofa, and stared at Jiang Ciyou's face in a trance.
Yan Feng suddenly remembered that he also liked to stare at Jiang Ciyou when he was sleeping.
Because when he was sober, he seldom dared to look at her so recklessly.
Her brightness and boldness are like the sunlight at noon, brilliant but also blinding.
Yan Feng admitted that he had been in front of Jiang Ciyou since he was a child.
He has low self-esteem.
Because she is outstanding, whether in appearance, academics, interpersonal relationships or various talents.
He is inferior to her in every way.
This made him love her, but at the same time he was uncontrollably jealous.
He was a man, but he didn't know when he started to be so cautious in front of her.
As far as he could remember, they had been in love for two years and had never kissed each other.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to, but that he doesn’t dare.
He remembered that one time he mustered up his courage and slowly approached.
When the atmosphere was just right, she suddenly burst into laughter.
She said they were too familiar with each other and seeing his face reminded her of the embarrassing moments in kindergarten.
He instantly lost his temper and never kissed Jiang Ciyou again.
And at this moment, this face is right in front of me.
I don't know why, looking at this face that seems to be so charming.
Yan Feng's heart began to surge.
A small thought popped up from the bottom of my heart, and then like bamboo shoots after the rain, it was out of control.
Yan Feng's lips slowly approached.
His heart was beating like a drum.
His fingers clenched into fists due to the intense tension he hadn't felt in years.
Just when his lips were about to touch Jiang Ciyou's cheek.
The door to the lounge creaked open.
Yan Feng was frightened and his back tensed.
Perhaps because he was too panicked, he actually forgot to stand up.
Jiang Ciyou was also awakened by a series of noises.
When I opened my eyes, I found Yan Feng's face close at hand.
And Xia Ling stood at the door.
The office door was originally ajar.
In fact, Xia Ling had just been standing at the door for a while.
She watched Yan Feng approach Jiang Ciyou silently, until she saw that Yan Feng actually wanted to kiss her.
She finally couldn't help it and pushed the door open.
"What are you doing?"
Xia Ling endured it, even though she was furious.
But his face was full of grievance.
A trace of guilt flashed across Yan Feng's eyes.
At this moment, he and Jiang Ciyou looked at each other, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.
Jiang Ciyou also frowned. She almost didn't sleep the whole night, but she fell into a deep sleep just now.
The atmosphere was very wrong.
Yan Feng's face flushed red, and he looked like a guilty thief.
Look at the movement, the posture, and his red face.
Jiang Ciyou suddenly smiled, but his eyes were full of mockery and sarcasm.
"Yan Feng, do you want to kiss me?"