I!Xiaojiang vows to protect the young master’s beautiful love to the death

Chapter 233 "I like you"

"Don't forget what you promised me!"

Shen Huaiqing shook the wine glass, took a sip, and looked at the night outside the balcony. The voice in his ears was no longer angry.

"Don't forget, if it weren't for me you would never see her again."

The fingertips holding the cup suddenly tightened, and the world consciousness noticed his emotions, "You should know what to do."

Wine stains covered his palms, and the sticky touch made him frown slightly.

"Sir, are you okay?"

The waiter carrying the wine stopped and looked at him in confusion. Shen Huaiqing smiled sheepishly, "Sorry for accidentally breaking the wine glass. Please take care of it, and..."

He showed the wine-stained area.

The waiter looked at Shen Huaiqing's cuffs stained by wine and called another waiter, "Take this gentleman to deal with it."

"Sir, please come with me."

Shen Huaiqing followed the others, and the debris and stains on the balcony were quickly cleaned up.

No one noticed the little incident here. On the contrary, Jiang Su caused a small sensation when he entered the hall.

He was clearly wearing a simple black tuxedo, but he easily attracted everyone's attention the moment he appeared.

"coming!"

"Is this really what you want?"

"My own failure is terrible, but the success of others is even more unacceptable."

"Quick, quick, pull in!"

"The waiter is so pathetic. Can someone scare him after turning off the lights?"

Jiang Yu quickly found Pei Jichuan's figure among the people coming and going. He was pulled away just as he was about to go over.

Jiang Su:?
what's the situation?
"Xiao Jiang, let's have a chat."

Huo Youyan looked at Jiang Su, who was still confused, with a smirk on her face.

Everyone else also had a "we're going to cause trouble" look on their faces.

Wen Yubai leaned on the bar and glanced at the chandelier above his head, smiling playfully, "Won't the waiter scream if the lights are suddenly turned off?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a crack appeared in the smile on Jiang Yu's face, and it was over.

Almost as soon as her thoughts came to an end, her eyes suddenly turned dark.

【? ? ? what's the situation】

[Why did the screen suddenly go black? The machine is broken? 】

【…】

【………】

【Depend on! 】

Qiao Yumiao and Pei Jichuan were sitting on the sofa with the brisk music playing. Qiao Yumiao looked at the dancers not far away and wanted to dance a little, but...

She turned to look at Pei Jichuan, who had been drinking water, with a puzzled expression on his face. This man had been acting strange since the day.

He seemed nervous.

What is he nervous about?

She looked at Pei Jichuan with a bit of inquiry.

At this moment, Pei Jichuan suddenly turned his head, and their eyes suddenly met. After a few seconds, Pei Jichuan finally looked away with a slight embarrassment.

"Would you like to dance?"

Qiao Yumiao was so cute by his reaction that she smiled and said, "Okay."

The moment their palms overlapped, they were both stunned. With their wet palms, they couldn't tell who was nervous and whose heart was moved first.

Or maybe both of them were feeling nervous.

The music was brisk, and the distance between the two people was getting closer and farther with the dance steps. Someone's heartbeat beat the sound of the music, time after time, like a duet.

The hem of her skirt was flying, and the person who affected her emotions was leaning in his arms, her eyes were all about each other.

The music stopped suddenly, and the deafening heartbeat became more obvious.

"I……"

"I……"

The two looked at each other and spoke at the same time, love filling their eyes.

The brush suddenly turned everything black.

Pei Jichuan almost subconsciously took the person into his arms and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The voice was low, with endless tenderness.

Qiao Yumiao was startled by the sudden lights out, but before she could react to her fear, she was pushed into her arms.

A hint of chamomile lingers on the tip of the nose.

Sweet and a bit fruity, but also slightly bitter.

Pei Jichuan's comforting voice sounded above her head, and Qiao Yumiao raised her head slightly. In the moonlight, she could only see the blurry outline of Pei Jichuan's chin.

She thought she probably knew where Pei Jichuan's nervousness came from.

After smelling the scent of chamomile on Pei Jichuan's body, all the things that seemed strange these days were answered.

There was a deafening heartbeat in my ears, and I couldn't tell whether it was hers or his.

Qiao Yumiao raised her hand and gently put her hand on Pei Jichuan's shoulder. She stood on tiptoes, and her soft lips parted at the touch.

The sweet words echoed back and forth in Pei Jichuan's ears in the darkness.

"I like you."