Bo Jingxing looked at her side for a moment, and said helplessly: "Miss Chu, do you need my help?"

Chu Qianqian did not answer immediately.

Her slender eyelashes trembled, and she looked up at him with a little aggrieved feeling. Her eyes were watery, with a slightly drunken drunkenness after drinking, and her bright and scorching color was touching.

At this moment, the rainy night is quiet and the atmosphere is just right.

The lights in the car are bright and dark, and the lonely man and widow are alone, and there is a growing ambiguous relationship.

"Mr. Bo..." Chu Qianqian pulled the seat belt with her thin white fingers, looked at him with drunken eyes, smiling sexyly and bewitching: "Can I call you Jing Yang?"

Bo Jingxing smiled slightly.

The expression between his eyebrows and eyes was a little light, not like he was preparing to have sex after drinking, and said with a gentle voice: "Yes."

The simple words made Chu Qianqian swallow, her eyes wandered on the man with a voluntary look, and she was ready to take off his valuable handmade suit.

Compared to the kind of cold and abstinent man, a gentle man like Bo Jingxing seems to be better at it, but in fact he gently keeps people from thousands of miles away.

Because of this, it fully aroused the curiosity of a woman and looked at the other side of him that was unknown to others.

"Jingxing..."

Chu Qianqian lowered her eyes and smiled slightly. She didn't think she would show the shyness of a little girl in front of a man. However, she was drunk and was really embarrassed. She murmured with his name: "Jing Xing, I like you,

Would you like me?"

Bo Jingxing was stunned and answered without any objection: "Miss Chu, we just met, I don't believe in falling in love at first sight."

"That's right, you don't seem to believe in love at first sight..." Chu Qianqian pouted with regret, continued to pull the seat belt on her body, frowned and said, "...It's uncomfortable."

Bo Jingxing's thin lips pursed, leaned over and prepared to help her untie her seat belt. Her slender fingers inadvertently brushed her waist.

Chu Qianqian gasped slightly and hid sensitively to the side, making her shy as a lady from a family.

Feeling the heat on her cheeks, she looked at Bo Jingxing with her eyes circling, guessing whether he would take any further action, and whether she should maintain her ladylike character and have a wave of acting skills that she wants to refuse but welcome.

Unfortunately, Bo Jingxing seemed to have not understood her hints, and was very gentleman in his words and deeds. He was simply a rare good man in the 20th century.

Except for the accidental touch at the beginning, his movements were as precise as if he was holding a scalpel to dissect the body, giving Chu Qianqian no room for imagination.

Watching the seat belt unbuttoned, Chu Qianqian didn't understand and continued to stay in the car.

Her white teeth bit her lower lip. She felt inexplicably that she had lost. She looked at the man with a constant expression and instantly came up with a way to continue getting along.

Raising his hand to support his groggy forehead, Chu Qianqian opened the car door weakly, and stepped on the ground in high-heeled lambskin short boots. As soon as she walked out of the car, she immediately frowned: "It hurts..."

Bo Jingxing had already made plans to leave, but now he had to leave the car and look at her slender ankles according to her eyes.

Bent over and rub her injured feet, he gave an objective suggestion: "Fortunately, I didn't hurt my bones. Can Miss Chu walk?"

Chu Qianqian frowned unhappily, tried to walk forward, and quickly held the car next to her: "No, it hurts a lot."

“…then you offend me.”

After Bo Jingxing finished speaking, he picked up the shaking little woman horizontally and walked towards the underground elevator: "Which floor is Miss Chu's room?"

“Twelve floors, three or one.”

Living comfortably in his arms, Chu Qianqian's slightly drunk eyes secretly recovered from a little sober, breathing the smell of the man from a very close distance.

The little bit of tobacco smell is so light that it is almost impossible to smell, which shows the man's ability to control himself on weekdays.

It was as if grass had grown in my heart. Chu Qianqian let the man carry her to the door of the room and swiped the card to open the door.

Standing reluctantly on the furry carpet, she leaned against the door and looked at him, with a eager feeling hidden between her eyebrows and eyes: "Thank you, as a reward, can I invite you to have a cup of tea?"

Bo Jingxing did not directly answer her invitation, but just raised his hand to look at the time on the watch. Feng Danyunqing reminded him: "It's very late, Miss Chu."

"But I just returned to China, and the jet lag has not been adjusted, so I am not sleepy at all." Chu Qianqian said, pulling his sleeves directly, and shaking it like a coquettish: "Jing Xing, my feet hurt so much, I don't want to be alone.

"

Bo Jingxing was a little hesitant, but Chu Qianqian was really entangled.

After a stalemate for half a minute, the guests who lived on the same floor came back one after another, and all the people who passed by were looking at gossip.

Chu Qianqian didn't mind being watched, but Bo Jingxing didn't have the freedom of her.

Thinking that Chu Qianqian is Chu Xinian's cousin, he nodded slightly: "It's just a cup of tea."

"Hmm!" Chu Qianqian's eyes lit up and she gently pulled him into the room, "What do you like to drink? Black tea or coffee? Well, I have the fruit tea I carry with me. Do you want to try the flavors I like?"

Listening to her chattering introduction, Bo Jingxing casually chose the fruit tea she recommended solemnly and sat down on the sofa calmly.

Chu Qianqian's feet were so painful that she couldn't walk. Now she had forgotten the character she created. She kicked off the high heels on her feet and ran to the kitchen to make tea in the slippers.

Bo Jingxing looked at this scene in silence.

Although he suspected that Chu Qianqian's sprain was pretending, she herself forgot to continue to maintain the injury, which was ridiculous.

at the same time.

Standing in the kitchen as if nothing had happened, Chu Qianqian also realized that she seemed to have forgotten something.

So she decisively stopped pouring tea, leaned against the wall and said weak and helplessly: "Jingxing, can you come and help me?"

I don't know what plan she is doing.

Bo Jingxing frowned calmly, and when he stood up again, his expression had returned to normal.

When he came to the kitchen, he looked at Chu Qianqian who frowned and endured the pain, and asked gently: "What kind of help Miss Chu wants me to help?"

Chu Qianqian looked at him with wide eyes and forced her to turn the flaw back: "I thought it was okay, but my feet still hurt after standing for a long time. Can you please pour me tea?"

Bo Jingxing has no objection to this small matter.

Holding the tea bag recommended by Chu Qianqian, he started brewing in an orderly manner, and the sweet fragrance emanated from the cup.

Chu Qianqian did not leave, quietly looked at the man's handsome side face, feeling that his every move was pleasing to the eye, and she wanted to knock him down on the spot.

However, Bo Jingxing seemed to be unprepared, but it made people unable to start.

After pouring tea in a short time, he returned to the living room with a tray, and then came to the kitchen to take Chu Qianqian back to the living room, and asked her to sit on the sofa opposite the coffee table.

Such a location arrangement made Chu Qianqian feel unhappy and could not speak it out blatantly.

The comrade poured tea for Bo Jingxing aggrievedly. She looked at the drizzle outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and her restlessness gradually subsided: "Jingxing, my parents have always wanted me to get married early, and they have been urging me very much recently.

”

Bo Jingxing slowly tastes tea.

It was obvious that she just wanted to find someone to talk to and didn't answer her casually.

Chu Qianqian said, lowering her eyes lonely, "I took advantage of the opportunity of worshiping ancestors and finally ran out of my home. I thought I could get rid of these things, but I didn't expect that my cousin and my parents colluded and let me go as soon as I arrived in Jianghai.

I'll go out for a blind date."

Bo Jingxing said thoughtfully: "If Miss Chu is not satisfied with the blind date, I can reply to Chu Xinian for you, saying that we are not suitable?"

"No." Chu Qianqian glared at the man who was ignorant of the charm and had to explain her meaning clearly: "I am still very happy to meet you if I have the opportunity to meet you through blind dates, as long as you don't hate me,

I want to get along well with you.”

Bo Jingxing chuckled softly: "Can I ask, why are my uncle and aunt in a hurry to get you married?"

"Because they are conservative in their minds, they think that men are married when they are married when they are old, and if I don't get married, relatives and friends will gossip me and make them lose face."

Speaking of this, Chu Qianqian muttered angrily: "I'm just over twenty-five!"

Bo Jingxing nodded slightly in agreement, "I think it is better to take things like marriage slowly and not to rush to achieve success."

"Right, I think so too!" Chu Qianqian sighed melancholy, "My friends in my parents' circle, almost all my daughters got married before the 25th. They all adopted the commercial marriage method, giving two

My parents are also very jealous of their parents.”

"Yes." Bo Jingxing could understand her complaints and explained in a coaxing and comforting manner: "The situation in China is also very similar."

"What about you?"

After talking about his own affairs, Chu Qianqian looked for an opportunity to get closer to Bo Jingxing and asked curiously: "Even if you keep thinking about your ex-girlfriend, don't your family want you to get married soon?"

Bo Jingxing thought for a while, "My parents also want to urge me to get married, but I don't have more than half a month to go home a year, so they have no choice but to do anything to me for the time being."

"Hey, I didn't expect you to do this!"

Looking at the gentle and elegant man in surprise, Chu Qianqian said with great interest: "It seems that I should learn your method. If I stay away from home, they will not be able to care about me."

Bo Jingxing smiled and said, "Don't let Chu Xinian know that it was my suggestion, otherwise he would blame me for taking his cousin."

"Okay, I won't say it!" Chu Qianqian nodded seriously, and then couldn't help laughing: "But I have to find a suitable reason, just say that we have a good impression of each other and want to stay in Jianghai to try it.

Dating?"

After saying that, Chu Qianqian shook her head and added very seriously: "No, this is not a reason. I really want to try dating you."

Seeing Chu Qianqian so serious, Bo Jingxing pursed her thin lips and lowered her eyes to the beautifully colored tea in the quilt.
Chapter completed!