Chapter 79
Jiang Qiao would not be moved by these meaningless things, and what he wanted was no longer to pray for Jiang Qiao's sincerity.
He wanted Jiang Qiao to never leave him.
Wang Jie watched helplessly as the man took out a small bottle of transparent spray from his briefcase and sprayed it on the dark black suit jacket with an indifferent look.
After a while, a strong smell of alcohol filled the car.
After Jiang Qiao finished sending out the garbage, he went upstairs and heard someone calling him.
"Ms. Jiang!"
She looked sideways in confusion and saw Wang Jie staggering towards her, half supporting a tall man.
The man had his head hung and looked like he was asleep.
As he got closer, Jiang Qiao smelled alcohol.
She was slightly surprised: "This is......"
"Ms. Jiang, Mr. Lu is drunk, and the aunt in the villa has also asked for leave today. Could you please take care of her?"
"…………I?"
"I'm so sorry." Wang Jie looked anxious and lied faster than anyone else. He said with a bit of shyness, "Today is Chinese Valentine's Day and my girlfriend has been urging me to go back. I really have no choice..."
Seeing that the girl was still hesitating, Wang Jie added another dose of strong medicine: "You know, Mr. Lu doesn't have any relatives......"
“……………………”
Jiang Qiao looked at the drunken, quiet man with his eyes downcast. He had his eyes closed but his brows were still tightly knitted, as if he was in great discomfort.
It is very dangerous for a drunk person to fall into a deep sleep and be left unattended.
She pursed her lips and said, "I may not be able to help him up. Can Assistant Wang help carry him up?"
This was considered an agreement. Wang Jie completed the task and was about to say "OK" when he felt a heavy force on his shoulders.
Wang Jie: “……………………”
Where Jiang Qiao couldn't see, he rolled his eyes speechlessly.
Forget it, he is Lu Xun’s friend after all, so he deserves the punishment.
Wang Jie gritted his teeth and said, "My girlfriend is urging me to go there. I have to go there right now."
Without waiting for Jiang Qiao to react, he pushed the "sleeping" tall man towards the girl and left quickly, not forgetting to say: "Miss Jiang, thank you for your help..."
"No, I..." Jiang Qiao was almost knocked to his knees by the big man. The drunk man held her tightly in his arms with an absolutely possessive posture.
She managed to steady herself, but was held so tightly that she couldn't breathe. Her breath was filled with the pleasant woody scent of the man, mixed with the aroma of wine, which made her head feel dizzy.
"Lu Xun...wake up." Jiang Qiao's ears turned red and he patted the man's strong back with difficulty, but there was no response.
Lu Xun lowered his head and buried it in the girl's flawless white neck. He rubbed it as if inadvertently, and felt the girl's body stiffen noticeably.
Jiang Qiao could feel the man's heavy, hot breath hitting her fragile and sensitive neck, stroking it as if he would bite it at any time.
Jiang Qiao was so shocked by her own thoughts that her whole body went numb. She slapped Lu Xun even harder: "Can you wake up a little? Go back to sleep after we get back to the apartment..."
Not far away, Wang Jie stared at his boss and friend. Such a tall man, nearly 1.9 meters tall, was hanging straight on the petite girl, and the girl was almost invisible.
Men are like possessive beasts, lazily confining their belongings.
How shameless! He cursed silently, shook his head, stopped looking, and drove away.
I don't know how many times Jiang Qiao yelled, both coaxing and threatening, but in the end he got a little frustrated.
Lu Xun barely stood up straight, his eyes were hazy with drunkenness.
After staring at her for a while, Lu Xun said slowly, "Jiang Qiao."
"It's me." Jiang Qiao's arms hurt from being hugged by him, and the soft skin on her neck was itchy from being rubbed. She glared at Lu Xun fiercely: "Are you awake? Go up on your own!"
The tip of her nose is red, her pretty face is also steaming with pink, and her clear, sparkling peach blossom eyes are wide open.
Lu Xun drooped his eyelids, hiding the dark color that flashed across his eyes, and his voice was still tinged with drunkenness: "Headache..."
As he spoke, he lowered his head again and buried his face in the girl's neck.
Jiang Qiao: “……………………”
She took a deep breath and said, "Don't bother with the drunkard, don't bother with the drunkard, don't bother with the drunkard..."
After silently repeating it three times, Jiang Qiao resigned herself to putting Lu Xun's arm on her shoulders. With just this one move, she was sweating from exhaustion.
He helped Lu Xun walk towards the elevator with difficulty.
Fortunately, today is Chinese Valentine's Day and everyone is out on a date, so there aren't too many people wandering around downstairs, so it won't be too embarrassing.
She swayed three times with every step she took. It was more like the tall man hanging on her than saying that Jiang Qiao was supporting the man. She, a petite girl, nestled in Lu Xun's arms, struggling to support herself.
After finally entering the apartment, Jiang Qiao was so tired that he could hardly breathe. He tore open his large round-neck T-shirt, revealing his fair, rosy collarbone and a large area of skin.
Lu Xun couldn't sleep on the sofa. Jiang Qiao hesitated for a moment, but still helped Lu Xun into the bedroom and pushed him onto the bed without any gentleness.
Lu Xun was very drunk, and he just frowned when he was treated so rudely, but he didn't wake up.
How much did you drink?
Looking at the man's calm face, Jiang Qiao felt a little depressed.
He is Long Aotian, the president of Guonan, why does he have to drink so much alcohol for social events...
Jiang Qiao recalled that it seemed that every time he saw Lu Xun, he was working. Whether he was in the company or in the villa, Lu Xun was always busy.
I worked non-stop when I was young, and I am still so tired now.
Frowning your brows doesn't look good anymore...
Jiang Qiao sat on the bed, stretched out his fingers and gently rubbed the man's tightly furrowed brows, sliding down along the man's superior straight nose.
Jiang Qiao curled his eyes and tapped the tip of the man's upturned nose.
His arm was aching. Jiang Qiao looked at the "culprit" and tapped him a few more times in anger.
Why be so tall? It's so heavy.
Jiang Qiao withdrew his hand, pinched his sore arm and wrist, and complained quietly.
She kneaded Lu Xun's face for a while, and only withdrew her hands with satisfaction when she saw a red mark on the handsome and cold face of the man.
Jiang Qiao felt a little thirsty. Just as he was about to get up and go to the living room to get some water, his wrist tightened. Before he could react,
The next second, the world spun around and she was pulled directly onto the bed by the force.
hiss………
Dizzy, Jiang Qiao opened his eyes and met a pair of dark and deep eyes.
“……………………”
“…………………………”
Silence, long silence.
The man's low and hoarse voice broke the eerie silence in the room: "Is it fun?"
So close, our breaths intertwined,
Jiang Qiao's face instantly flushed.
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