Paranoid!Crazy batch!The real daughter is a black lotus

When Jiang Jingchen heard this name, his pupils darkened slightly.

The Qi family is not a wealthy family, but it is also a scholarly family. Counting upwards, several generations of ancestors have been teachers. Qi Ci can be regarded as inheriting the advantages of his parents.

His studies and character are not outstanding, and he is almost the same age as Shen Que. If she likes him, Jiang Jingchen thought, it would be suitable.

"You're still young, don't worry, you can observe more."

The smile on Shen Que's face froze for two seconds, and then she asked in a nonchalant manner: "Brother, if I fall in love with someone else, will you bless me?"

Jiang Jingchen's hand on his right was clenched into a fist in the corner, and he looked directly into Shen Que's eyes, and he gave a slight grunt.

Shen Que took a deep breath. Wasn't his fire strong enough? Why did he?
He raised his hand and threw the milk back to him, turned his head and leaned against the car window, looking out the window with an expressionless face.

When Su Wei in the front row saw Shen Que throwing away the milk, her jaw almost dropped, and she seemed to know something in her heart.

On the other hand, Jiang Jingchen was just confused: "What's wrong?"

Shen did not look at him and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, I've been too tired recently."

"I made chicken soup at home. Let's go back and drink some before going to bed."

Shen Que's brown pupils slowly became bloodshot. Maybe she was stimulated by Jiang Jingchen's nonchalant look, or maybe she was really tired and her brain no longer wanted to turn around. Besides, she had never thought about having a love affair with Jiang Jingchen. The drama of Xiang Yue.

She shouted coldly: "Stop!"

A sting!
Su Wei suddenly stepped on the brakes, looking confused and not daring to move.

Jiang Jingchen subconsciously stretched out his hand to prevent Shen Que from falling out.

Shen Que: "Su Wei, get off the car."

"what?"

Shen Que glanced over with cold eyes, and there was a gleam on Su Wei's back, as if Jiang Jingchen was angry when he saw him. He didn't dare to stop, and quickly got out of the car. He didn't know what to think. His feet were unconsciously tens of meters away from the car, and he followed Trash cans side by side.

There was not much traffic on the road at this time, and the cold wind blew by, causing the green plants on the roadside to sway.

In the carriage, Jiang Jingchen hadn't realized what was going on.

Shen Que reached out and took out the phone from his pocket, turned it off in front of him, and then opened the door. She stepped on the ground with one foot, raised her hand in a perfect parabola, and the phone fell straight into the door next to Su Wei. In the trash can.

Su Wei was shocked.

Shen Que sat back in and closed the door.

"Indeed, you...well."

A kiss with a sense of punishment hit him head on.

Jiang Jingchen's blue pupils dilated instantly, and he looked at the enlarged face in front of him in disbelief. Shen Zhe's hands on both sides were restrained on the seat, and he could not even move.

As if Shen Que didn't think it was enough, he kissed him down in the carriage, straddling him, and never left his lips, plundering him domineeringly and forcefully bit by bit.

For a moment, the smell of blood spread in his mouth, and Shen Que slowly let go. His lips were covered with bruises, and his blue eyes still showed some confusion.

Shen Que's tone was angry, and he stared at him with a pair of red phoenix eyes. He was afraid that he would resist, so he used a strong hand: "Jiang Jingchen, I am not a child. Even if a man and a woman are brothers and sisters, they will be criticized if they sleep together. Can I not understand the nonsense?
Or do you think I'm still the little mute in the orphanage who can't speak? Or, do you think I really treat you as an older brother? "

Jiang Jingchen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and Shen Que lowered his head and leaned against his ear. His voice was not as soft as usual, and the sinister words accompanied the words reached people's ears, making people subconsciously hold their breath. "Do I have to put you to sleep so that you can truly understand where you are in my heart?"

Shen Que did not raise his head. Jiang Jingchen clearly felt the hands holding him trembling slightly. He turned his head slightly and saw a pair of brown eyes hidden in the darkness, glistening and red, as if he was trying to suppress it.

He moved, his voice low and hoarse: "Yes, you... um."

Shen Que kissed his lips, stopped what he was saying, stood up slightly, his red brown eyes flashed strangely, reflecting Jiang Jingchen's confused expression, and touched the back of his neck with one hand: "If you don't like me, then Just hate me.”

After saying that, they kissed again. Jiang Jingchen was stunned for a moment, with a look of disbelief on his face. The tip of his smart tongue broke in without warning, like an invader, leaving her unique breath inside, so overbearing that people couldn't resist.

Suddenly, Jiang Jingchen felt a pain in the back of his neck, and a hint of shock rose in his eyes.

In Shen Que's passionate and deep kiss, Jiang Jingchen's consciousness gradually faded away, and his eyelids closed uncontrollably until he completely lost consciousness.

Shen Que looked at the sleeping man, with a seductive curve on his lips. The cold fingertips slid across his chin, and she stood up and turned into the driver's seat, the paranoid fire in her eyes increasing instead of decreasing.

Su Wei beside the trash can just took out a cigarette and lit it, when the Cayenne not far away suddenly started up, turned around in front of him, and walked away.

The cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground, and his face was full of confusion. He didn't want to take out his mobile phone and ask Chu Yang in the group.

"What's going on? Where are you going, Fourth Master?"

Less than a minute later, Chu Yang replied: "I don't know, I was dumped."

Danga Bay No. 0, master bedroom, a warm yellow desk lamp is lit at the bedside.

Shen Que threw Jiang Jingchen into the big bed. Using the light, his slender and round fingertips gently ran across his collar, and all the buttons were unbuttoned, one, two, or three.

The clothes were taken off, revealing an almost perfect figure. Shen Que leaned down and whispered in his ear: "You will forgive me, right? Brother."

After that, her kiss fell again, not as strong as before, but gentle, kissing from his cochlea to his neck, greedily asking for it.

Holding his hand with both hands, the fingertips passed through and clasped tightly in the palm.

On a cold winter night, light rain was falling outside the window, the treetops were swaying, and it was bone-chilling cold. There were layers of heat waves in the house, and the scorching heat in the air seemed to burn out the messy beauty.

The next day, the rain outside the window became heavier and heavier, and the cold wind blew.

Jiang Jingchen felt tired and achy all over, especially his collarbone and lips, which seemed to have been bitten off. The memories in his mind were in a mess, even more messy than drunkenness.

He moved his arms, but found that he couldn't move. When he opened his eyes, he saw that his wrists were chained to the bedside with coded shackles. Not only that, he was naked, and all he could see were staggered kiss marks and bite marks.

His brain temporarily shut down, and his eyes swept across the unfamiliar environment around him. Suddenly he saw the note on the bedside. He stood up on the bed with his uncontrollable hand, took the note and checked it.

"Don't struggle, wait for me to come back."

There was no signature, but Jiang Jingchen recognized the familiar handwriting at a glance. The memories of last night flooded into his mind like sea water. He looked at the note for a long time.

Her hair was unkempt and hung messily in front of her forehead, covering the strange emotions between her brows and eyes.

Jiang Jingchen tilted his head and tried to break free from the shackles. He didn't know what kind of material the locks were made of. He struggled for a long time, and his wrists were bruised and bleeding, but he couldn't get them open.

As for the intricate password buttons, Jiang Jingchen didn't try them again.

He sat back on the bed, his eyes returning to the note, his sexy thin lips couldn't help but raise, and helplessness overflowed from his eyes. He had really regarded her as an ignorant little white rabbit before, so he turned around and pulled the quilt to wrap himself in it.