Chapter 277
Jiang Qiao did not accept this blunt reason, and said slowly and unclearly: "Then it will be safe to go home with you?"
"Lu Xun, we've only known each other for less than a month." Jiang Qiao lowered his voice, "I haven't forgotten what happened last time."
Taking advantage of others was not enough, Jiang Qiao was so angry that he laughed.
She really didn't know what was going on in Lu Xun's mind. After what happened last time, he still dared to say "safe" in front of her. Didn't she look like a fool who had fallen into the tiger's mouth?
The undisguised sarcasm immediately brought Lu Xun back to the car that night. He rubbed it subconsciously with his fingers, and he seemed to be able to feel the warm and soft touch.
Lu Xun's Adam's apple slid up and down, his voice became a little hoarse, and he said apologetically: "I was wrong that day, I forgot to charge my hearing aid, and I couldn't hear you talking, so..."
"So what? So you touched me? So you scared me?" Jiang Qiao pressed on with every sentence, and seemed to want to continue.
Lu Xun opened his mouth, his face tense, his ears red, and he said with difficulty: "Jiang Qiao...don't say such things..."
Jiang Qiao: “…………………………”
The rascal was too embarrassed to get on, and it was as if she was the pervert. Jiang Qiao was so angry that she shut herself off. She shouldn't have been soft-hearted.
When she turned around to leave, the man grabbed her wrist. Jiang Qiao subconsciously wanted to shake it off, but she felt the man's big hand on her wrist trembling slightly.
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Being soft-hearted and obsessed with looks is a disease that needs to be cured. Jiang Qiao stopped struggling, took a deep breath and turned around. She was too close and she smelled the fragrance of flowers.
This is not the smell of men's perfume, nor is it the smell of laundry detergent. It is more like it has been stained somewhere, and it is very faint.
Girls would prefer this kind of perfume. Lu Xun had been with the girl before, and he was very close to her. Jiang Qiao's lips drooped, and she was a little annoyed. She was annoyed and didn't want to make Lu Xun feel better, so she cursed expressionlessly: "Lu Xun, you are crazy."
Lu Xun's face froze for a moment at the sudden cold words. Even though he didn't understand why, he still responded slowly: "Hmm..."
"Lu Xun, you're a pervert." Jiang Qiao continued.
This scolding was even more excessive. Lu Xun lowered his head even more, but still responded: "Hmm......"
"He has a mental problem, is a dull person, is a master of face-changing, is superficial, is a scheming man, and is a playboy."
Jiang Qiao cursed for a long time without changing his expression. He could feel the big hand on his wrist getting stiffer and stiffer, and his palm was getting cold.
"Why aren't you talking?" she asked provocatively.
Lu Xun was stabbed again and again, his chest was bloody and bloody, but he still managed to speak out after hearing this: "Except the last one, I admit it..."
Except for the last one, Jiang Qiao wanted to scold the last one the most. Lu Xun did not refute anything else he said.
The submissive look was not in line with his cold and indifferent appearance. Jiang Qiao became even angrier, feeling like he had punched cotton and had no sense of accomplishment at all.
She shook off the man's hand, and when he chased after her and shook her hand, she said angrily, "Get in the car, don't you see someone is watching us?"
It is not uncommon for couples to quarrel. Although Jiang Qiao wore a mask, Lu Xun looked too good, and many people had secretly looked over.
"You want to be watched, but I don't." Jiang Qiao walked around the man who was still frozen in place and opened the car door.
The car door opened, and the eyes were filled with pink. The back seat and the passenger seat were filled with pink bouquets, like a sea of flowers.
Jiang Qiaodun stood there for a long time without moving. When she heard someone screaming on the side of the road, she reacted, got into the car quickly, and closed the door.
The enclosed space was filled with the scent of flowers, the same as the scent on Lu Xun's body. Jiang Qiao couldn't control the heat on his face, and he kept steaming.
Seeing Lu Xun coming up, she immediately became angry and asked, "Why did you buy so many flowers?!"
“I don’t even have a place to sit!”
Although the words were clearly complaints, they somehow had a coquettish tone. Her fair cheeks were flushed, her watery peach blossom eyes were slightly wide open, and her rosy lips were slightly pouted as she spoke.
Lu Xun suppressed his urge to take action, tightened his grip on the steering wheel, and said in a hoarse voice: "There's still some in the trunk."
Jiang Qiao: “…………………………”
The black Maybach was driving smoothly on the road. No one knew that the black car with such a serious appearance was filled with pink roses.
Jiang Qiao finally cooled down the heat on his face, touched the roses, and cleared his throat: "Who are you buying all these flowers for?"
She had the answer in her heart, but she still wanted Lu Xun to say it in person. It was a bit hypocritical, but she just wanted to ask.
Lu Xun tilted his head slightly, his tone a little strange, as if to emphasize, his face tense: "Only you."
Oh, this is a response to her "playboy", Jiang Qiao curled her lips, but the corners of her lips unconsciously curved up a high arc, pretending to be calm: "Oh."
It was as if pink bubbles were popping up in her heart, sweet and a little bit sour, this was a feeling she had never experienced before.
Jiang Qiao felt that maybe there was something wrong with her. She was still uncontrollably attracted to Lu Xun even after being bullied and deceived by him.
Maybe, she is a natural M?
Jiang Qiao felt a chill and shook off the goose bumps that appeared all over his body.
"Cold?" Lu Xun had been paying attention to the girl's condition and was about to turn up the air conditioner.
Seeing this, Jiang Qiao quickly stopped him: "It's not cold!"
Jiang Qiao was angry: "Don't move, drive carefully! Driving at night is very dangerous!"
Even though he was yelled at like that, Lu Xun was not angry. Instead, he curled the corners of his lips and his eyes softened: "Okay..."
Jiang Qiao was worried about him and concerned about him. The sensible Jiang Xiaoqiao,
The depression that lasted for many days finally dissipated, and Lu Xun finally recovered a little bit of his previous appearance. He thought that as long as he didn't give up and as long as his appearance didn't change, Jiang Qiao would always fall in love with him again.
It all starts with appearance and it will always start with appearance again. He was once again glad that Jiang Qiao was a face control freak.
There were too many flowers to buy, and moving them was a strenuous task. Fortunately, there was a direct elevator. Jiang Qiao pouted and muttered while moving, "Why buy so many? I don't like flowers..."
Lu Xun couldn't hear clearly, so he took the flowers from her hand and said softly, "Go open the door, I'll move it."
Lu Xun had to carry the flowers back and forth several times by himself. Glancing at the sweat on the man's forehead, Jiang Qiao felt a little uncomfortable: "Let's go together......"
Jiang Qiao's voice was still low. Lu Xun held a large bouquet of pink Elsa in one hand, bent down slightly, and said in a low and gentle tone: "What's wrong?"
The man's short black hair was slightly damp, his eyes were drooping, calm and gentle, his arms were bulging with veins due to the force, and he felt inexplicably amorous.
Jiang Qiao seemed to smell the scent of the man through the dense flower fragrance, and her face felt a little hot again: "Nothing!"
(End of this chapter)
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