115 Measuring with your own hands
Inside the box was a light gold men's watch, a Shanghai brand all-steel model.
The price is secondary, the most important thing is that it is a watch.
The era of three turns and one ring has just passed, but its aftereffects are still there.
Watches have a special meaning.
What does it mean when a woman gives a man a watch?
Isn't this the equivalent of expressing all your love? At least that's how Jiang Baohai understood it.
He held the box and the watch to his chest, squinted his eyes in satisfaction, and finally breathed a sigh of relief as he got what he wanted.
Then he handed the box to Gao Qinghe, decisively took off the international brand watch he had spent a fortune on, and threw it into the storage drawer. He shook his thin sleeves to reveal a section of his wrist, and smiled shyly at her, "Help me put it on."
"You can't bring it yourself?"
As Gao Qinghe spoke, he took out the steel watch from the box and put it on his wrist.
She knew his wrist size and had asked the salesperson to adjust the watch strap in advance so that it fit him perfectly.
Jiang Baohai's deep eyes swept across the watch on his wrist, "Did you secretly measure my wrist size?"
Gao Qinghe didn't realize he was asking knowingly, so he scoffed, "You're overthinking it. I just need to tell the salesperson my height and weight, and they'll know my approximate measurements."
"Oh." He raised the corner of his mouth teasingly. "Who told you that they secretly inquired about my height and weight? The Fang Xiaoyu brothers?"
Gao Qinghe looked at the smug man in front of her, unwilling to be outdone. "Is there any need to secretly inquire? I've hugged and touched him openly."
Jiang Baohai's eyes changed, and he suddenly leaned closer, his hot breath falling on her ear. "Then touch her again and hug her again, remember it deeply."
Gao Qinghe chuckled, "Heh~", raised her fingers to hook onto his collar, and deliberately blew a breath into his open collar.
Jiang Baohai's whole body trembled suddenly, his heart contracted suddenly, his chest tensed, his muscles bulged, and all his hair stood up.
The arm that was supporting the back of her chair seemed to have been drained of all its strength and fell down, with its entire upper body pressing on her.
The man buried his head in her shoulder, as if angry and embarrassed, and sucked on her neck lightly.
Gao Qinghe gasped in surprise, and ran his free right hand through his hair, grabbing the roots and pulling the head away from him.
Jiang Baohai felt pain and with red eyes he pulled away from her fragrant neck. He forcefully took off the hand that was restraining him above his head and put it in his mouth. He bit those slender white fingers and bit them hard in revenge!
It was clearly her who seduced him first, whetted his appetite, but then she didn't allow him to eat. It would be inadequate to appease her if she wasn't punished!
The stinging pain from her fingertips made Gao Qinghe frown.
Jiang Baohai, this bastard, actually dared to bite her!
The person who was originally leaning back in the seat suddenly pulled out his hands, pressed his hands hard against the hard chest in front of him, and pushed the man on top of him back to the driver's seat.
There is a huge disparity in strength between men and women, and it is impossible for her to push him away with her strength.
But Jiang Baohai let her do whatever she wanted, and fell on the driver's seat, looking at her with red eyes and a little excitement.
Gao Qinghe stood up and straddled him, and Jiang Baohai subconsciously wanted to hug her.
Unexpectedly, she quickly grabbed his left hand and raised it above his head, and ordered in a playful tone: "Don't move!"
When she moved her legs, Jiang Baohai's breathing immediately became heavy, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."
"You let me touch you and hold you, so you must keep your word."
Jiang Baohai's eyes were full of stickiness, "Okay..."
He raised his head and wanted to kiss her, but was pushed back.
"Be honest."
She stared at another big hand that had run to her leg at some point, and raised it up together with the one she had just caught, trying to hold it down with one hand.
"No matter what sportswear you wear, you can't unbutton it..."
Then she had to crawl in from the bottom to measure.
He touched the abdominal muscles and the chest muscles, and his fingertips accidentally passed over the points. Jiang Baohai groaned and almost couldn't help but break free!
Gao Qinghe pouted and shook her head in disapproval, "No."
Jiang Baohai closed his eyes in despair. He wanted to move but was afraid that she would be angry, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it.
I sighed helplessly in my heart, playing with fire and getting burned.
He turned his hand to his back and measured the back muscles bulging due to tension one by one, and even seriously estimated how many centimeters they were.
From left to right, from top to bottom, finally stop at the softest part of the waist.
Just as he moved his fingers, the two big hands under his palms could no longer bear it and broke free.
Seeing that he was about to become the prey wrapped in the spider web, Gao Qinghe ran very fast, lying on the passenger seat, and said seriously:
"I've measured it, I've measured it, let's go! It's going to be dark if we don't leave now, and my parents and grandma are waiting for me to come home!"
Jiang Baohai's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at her intently, squeezing out three words from between his teeth: "Gao, Qing, He!"
The force of his lips and teeth biting against her was so fierce that it seemed as if it was going to crush her bones.
Gao Qinghe's heart was pounding, but she didn't show it on her face. She raised her hand to smooth down her messy hair, fastened her seat belt, and sat up straight, like a model student who listened attentively in class.
"Let's go," she said.
Jiang Baohai looked down angrily. How could he carry such a big bag?
Gao Qinghe followed his gaze and licked her lips. It’s good to be young.
Jiang Baohai was about to explode, but fortunately he still had a trace of rationality left.
The man, who hadn't smoked for a long time, took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from the drawer, opened the door and got out of the car.
When I got outside, the fire in my heart gradually subsided as I was blown by the mountain wind and exposed to the scorching sun.
He held the cigarette between his fingers, lit it with a lighter and then blew it out. He was afraid that she would dislike the smell on him, so he didn't light it in the end.
The moment he restarted the car, Jiang Baohai thought fiercely in his heart.
Get married, you must get married!
If he doesn't get married soon, his brother will starve to death!
Gao Qinghe tilted his head to look out the window, and the smile on his lips could no longer be suppressed.
Jiang Baohai felt the shoulders of the person next to him shrugging, and he reached out and grabbed one of her hands, squeezing it angrily.
Gao Qinghe cried out in pain, and he quickly let go in fear, then asked nervously, "Does it hurt?"
If Gao Qinghe wasn't driving, he would have kicked him. "Nonsense."
"You asked for it." The man's tone sounded even more aggrieved than hers.
Gao Qinghe was in a good mood and didn't want to argue with him.
He was also afraid that if he went too far, the man would go crazy and he would suffer, so he was extremely obedient for the rest of the journey.
Jiang Baohai had never felt that time was so unbearable. The little hand in his palm was wet and hot, but he didn't dare to let go.
This was the only tranquilizer. He was afraid that if he let go, the string in his head would break and he would not be able to help but kill the person in this desolate mountain.
After finally arriving at Shanghe Village, my mind finally calmed down.
The car couldn't enter the village, so Jiang Baohai parked the car on the stone bridge, got out and took the things out of the trunk.
Gao Qinghe saw what he had prepared and said nothing.
Jiang Baohai turned his wrist to look at his new watch, and his confidence increased!
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