Chapter 40 The Little White Flower Secretary Who Was Forced to Take the Position (40)
Jing Tingyuan and Mo Yixiu both fell into silence. They knew that Qingwu had her own world and her own dreams.
But she was never a pawn in their game of power and wealth, but their beloved.
At this moment, looking at the woman in front of him with her head bowed, time seemed to freeze. After a long time, Jing Tingyuan finally broke the silence and said softly, "Let me take you home, Awu. Please don't refuse me again. After all, I brought you here, and I must make sure I can send you back home safely."
Hearing this, a hint of displeasure flashed across Mo Yixiu's eyes, but he did not say anything. He just stared at the woman's delicate and charming red lips, as charming as rose petals, with an elusive look.
Afterwards, Jing Tingyuan said goodbye to the Smiths. The Smiths also expressed their understanding. After all, Jing Tingyuan came to give them face.
and......
The eyes of many guests in the venue were always cast over intentionally or unintentionally, but they did not dare to speak rashly because they were afraid of Jing Tingyuan's majesty and power.
I guess tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
Not long after they left, Mo Yixiu also left.
......
While walking, Jing Tingyuan turned his head and saw Qingwu beside him with her head slightly lowered. A few strands of soft hair fell from her ears and just fell on her fair and delicate cheeks. Such a scene added a touch of unique charm to her, making her lovable and touching.
Jing Tingyuan felt as if his chest was blocked by a ball of stuffy air, which made him feel depressed and uncomfortable.
How he longed to hold the beauty in his arms, but Qingwu's resistance just now was like an invisible barrier between the two of them, making him feel timid and not daring to take even a single step beyond the line.
Jing Tingyuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart. When did he become so anxious and cautious? He even had to think over and over again before speaking, for fear that he would accidentally upset Qingwu.
It's really a complete failure.
After hesitating for a long time, Jing Tingyuan finally asked softly, "Are you cold?" His voice was as gentle as the breeze blowing across the lake in spring, with obvious concern.
Qing Wu shook her head gently, but her body moved involuntarily towards Jing Tingyuan, as if she wanted to get closer to him and absorb more warmth.
Seeing this, Jing Tingyuan took off his coat without saying a word and put it on Qingwu's shoulders.
In an instant, a cool fragrance unique to men came to her face and lingered on Qingwu's nose.
The shiny black luxury car was already waiting quietly.
The driver quickly got out of the car, respectfully opened the back door, and bowed slightly.
Jing Tingyuan took the lead and walked to the front of the car. He stretched out his right hand and carefully protected the top of the door frame with his palm to prevent Qingwu from accidentally hitting her head when getting in the car.
After Qingwu sat firmly, he slowly withdrew his hand and gently closed the car door.
As the car door closed, the hustle and bustle of the outside world was instantly isolated, leaving only a quiet and warm atmosphere in the car.
The spacious space inside the car is particularly quiet, and the high-end leather seats are soft and comfortable, giving people an ultimate enjoyment.
Qingwu gazed through the car window at the brightly lit and magnificent city night scene outside, but her heart was filled with thoughts.
Jing Tingyuan, who was sitting next to him, opened his mouth several times, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end no sound came out.
At this moment, Qing Wu suddenly raised her head slightly, and her face, as delicate and charming as a rose petal, came into Jing Tingyuan's sight. Her pink lips parted slightly, and with a hint of determination and passion, she suddenly leaned forward -
Her hands gently held Jing Tingyuan's stern face, and her soft lips pressed against his without warning.
The touch instantly spread throughout Jing Tingyuan's body like an electric current. Jing Tingyuan's body stiffened slightly, and a trace of imperceptible astonishment flashed in his eyes.
Jing Tingyuan clearly felt that Qingwu's mood was a little strange at the moment, but even so, he did not push her away immediately.
No, it should be said that how could he bear to push it away?
Qingwu's kiss was a bit capricious, as if she wanted to express all the resentment and grievances that had been accumulated in her heart for a long time through this kiss.
Jing Tingyuan couldn't help but reach out and gently hold her hand.
The warm palm tightly wrapped around her slightly delicate little hands, and his thumb couldn't help but gently stroke the back of her hands, as if soothing a frightened deer.
At the same time, he reacted quickly and raised the partition inside the car, completely isolating himself from the noise from the outside world.
Even the most tempered steel can be softened into a soft thread.
How could Jing Tingyuan withstand such bone-eroding softness?
But......
The heartbreaking sobs of his beloved came to his ears, like a sharp knife piercing Jing Tingyuan's heart.
"If Mr. Jing gets what he wants, will he let me go?"
"I'm just an ordinary person and I don't want to get involved in the entanglement between you and Mr. Mo."
Jing Tingyuan's originally chaotic thoughts were instantly pulled back to reality. He suddenly opened his eyes, and the scene before him made his heart tighten.
The woman in front of him had slightly swollen red lips, like a ripe and sweet cherry about to fall from a branch. She was so charming and touching that it aroused pity.
Her long eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings, and her eyes seemed to have a pool of clear autumn water rippling slowly. Her innocent and pitiful look made people want to hold her in their arms and take good care of her.
Jing Tingyuan felt that he was completely immersed in this gentle autumn water and couldn't extricate himself.
His throat slid up and down involuntarily, and an irresistible impulse surged in his heart.
The next moment, he stretched out his arms without hesitation and hugged the woman in front of him who had been haunting him.
Feeling the warmth of her soft body and the faint fragrance, Jing Tingyuan bent his head, leaned close to her ear, and spoke slowly in a low and affectionate voice:
"Awu, what can I do to make you believe my sincerity? My love for you is not just a whim. In fact, I have liked you for a long time."
"Perhaps my heart was moved by you when I first saw you. Later, seeing how hard you worked, I became even more obsessed with you. I don't treat you as a trophy to be fought over, but as a treasure that I long for and dream about day and night."
"Whatever you worry about will not happen. I will hold up the sky for you."
The arms holding her were firm and strong, as if they could hold up the whole world for her.
Qingwu's eyes flickered slightly, but she didn't say anything.
"Awu, if you are willing, can you let me be your husband?"
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