The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 101 The more she hit him, the more pleasure he got
Aren't you going to wash that piece of clothing?

Gao Qinghe pointed to the coat rack.

Jiang Baohai: "I don't wash it; I smell it every night before bed."

Here it comes again, here it comes again, that feeling of being licked by a dog is back.

Gao Qinghe wanted to slap herself. Why did she have to tease him for no reason? She brought it on herself.

"Want to come to my house for dinner tonight?" she changed the subject.

Jiang Baohai thought to himself, "Who are you trying to poison with your cooking skills?"

He sighed softly, "I'm afraid not, I have things to do tonight."

"Are you leaving now?" he asked as he watched her put the money into her bag.

Gao Qinghe nodded; Huang Yanqiu was waiting for her to go back.

"Then I'll go first?" Gao Qinghe glanced at him tentatively.

She felt a little guilty for wanting to leave as soon as she got the money.

Jiang Baohai took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to keep the person there, and took off his coat.

"I send you."

That's what she said, but when Gao Qinghe went to open the door, she suddenly grabbed his hand, pulled him back, and kissed him behind the door.

Ever since that day he touched those two sweet lips in the car, Jiang Baohai hasn't stopped thinking about them for a single day.

This young body was completely out of control; the soul could not be suppressed at all, and instead was dragged down and craved.

As for that cold, lifeless prison cell from my past life, it's long since been thrown into some obscure corner.

He thought to himself, so what if I'm lowly? Anyway, I was just a bastard who crawled out of a filthy coal mine.

Bastards don't need to consider any dignity or morality; they only have insatiable desires.

The person in front of him struggled slightly, but Jiang Baohai, who was enjoying the sweetness and addictive taste, did not notice.

Perhaps they noticed, but chose to ignore it.

Then, "smack!"—I received a light slap on the face.

She hit him?
She's not happy?

Last time I pushed him away in the car, this time I slapped him again!

A force pushed him away, and Jiang Baohai stared at her with reddened eyes, his breathing rapid and his chest heaving violently.

The person in front of him raised his hand to wipe his mouth, then slapped the back of his hand hard across his vest, giving him a disgusted look.

However, she had also been made to have difficulty breathing, and now her face was flushed and her eyes were watery.

What she thought was a fierce glare looked like a coquettish pout to Jiang Baohai.

He swallowed hard, his throat parched, and almost couldn't resist kissing her again.

Gao Qinghe, unable to bear it any longer, kicked him and shouted, "From now on, you're not allowed to kiss me until you've cleaned up the smell of cigarettes and alcohol!"

Jiang Baohai sighed in frustration, how could he have forgotten that this woman couldn't stand even the slightest smell of smoke or alcohol?

The customer I just met was a heavy smoker, averaging one cigarette every ten minutes; the smoke had practically made him addicted to it.

He'd been standing next to him for so long, no wonder he smelled bad.

But he had just walked back quickly, exposed to the wind the whole way, and even dusted himself off outside the door before taking off his coat as soon as he came in.

I didn't expect this dog to have such a keen sense of smell; it smelled it as soon as it got close.

"I was wrong."

Jiang Baohai's apology was so smooth that Gao Qinghe didn't even have time to react.

She paused for a moment, then gave him a disgruntled look, as if to say, "Open the door."

It's fine to push him away for no other reason.

Jiang Baohai reached out and brushed the strands of hair stuck to her lips, then opened the door with a smile.

He may not kiss me, but he can at least touch my hand, right?

A large, hot hand completely enveloped her hand, its fingertips kneading her fingers, as if she were being molded like clay.

Gao Qinghe shook her head, but couldn't shake it off.

She turned to look at him in surprise. How could this person have two faces?

Where did that person who used to ignore her go?
Once in the car, that hand that had finally let go reached out again. Gao Qinghe gave a vicious snort and slapped it away.

Jiang Baohai first felt a faint fragrance of orchids wafting over, followed by an itch on the back of his hand, like being bitten by ants.

He glanced at her sideways, his eyes slightly upturned, and a wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth, as if he had received a reward.

The excited, dark glint in Gao Qinghe's eyes told her that the more she hit him, the more she enjoyed it.

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Gao Qinghe clicked her tongue and shook her head. It seemed that someone's shamelessness had reached its maximum level by now.

The person next to him gave up resisting, and Jiang Baohai easily grabbed her hand in his own.

Holding the steering wheel in one hand and the woman you love in the other, this is the pinnacle of life.

Remembering his terrible driving skills, Gao Qinghe reminded him, "Watch the road!"

She didn't want to die young.

He didn't need her to remind him of this, so of course he wouldn't personally lead her into danger.

Under Gao Qinghe's worried gaze, Jiang Baohai steadily escorted her to the station.

Gao Qinghe only realized after getting out of the car that her hands were red from being covered.

"Are you made of lava?" she couldn't help but retort.

The man rested one hand on the car window frame and replied quietly, "You'll see when you try."

Gao Qinghe glanced at the pink leather holster around her waist a few more times, and her agitated mood finally calmed down.

"You won't go back yet?"

Jiang Baohai gestured towards the train ticket agency with his chin, "It's getting late, you should go now, I'll be leaving soon."

The woman had eight thousand yuan in cash in her bag, which she didn't show, but he was still worried.

Gao Qinghe was unaware of his ulterior motives. She quickly walked to the ticket agency and bought the train tickets in advance.

When she bought the ticket and turned back, the red car was still parked on the side of the road.

Seeing her looking over, he turned around and walked up to her, escorting her to the gate of the button factory's staff quarters.

Before leaving, Jiang Baohai stopped laughing and joking and gave her serious instructions:
"Remember to stay with your cousin and don't go out alone."

Gao Qinghe leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Don't worry, no one will steal your money."

Jiang Baohai wanted to kiss her but was afraid of making her angry, so he could only hold back. "Money doesn't matter, as long as you don't get robbed."

Gao Qinghe thought to herself, "I still have system reminders, but I can't tell anyone about this."

She waved goodbye as he left, then turned and walked into the staff compound.

Gao Qingmiao had just returned from closing up shop. Business was good today; all the dresses she had bought last time were sold out.

The young man hummed a song as he sorted through the inventory, his joy written all over his face.

Huang Yanqiu was nowhere to be seen.

Gao Qinghe had informed her younger brother before entering the city, so Gao Qingmiao was not surprised by her arrival.

She said naturally, "Sis, are you hungry? If not, wait until I finish sorting through these newly arrived clothes before I make dinner."

"I'm not hungry yet, let you finish first."

Gao Qinghe put down her bag and asked suspiciously, "Where is Huang Yanqiu?"

"I didn't see it," Gao Qingmiao replied.

Speak of the devil, and he appears; the courtyard gate was opened, and Huang Yanqiu walked in carrying a thick book.

Her face still radiated satisfaction and joy from absorbing new knowledge.

The siblings exchanged a glance, both thinking at the same time, "I never expected Huang Yanqiu to be so fond of knowledge."

The next second, the siblings saw Huang Yanqiu excitedly show them the book she was holding.

She exclaimed excitedly, "Qinghe, I knew you had a reason for letting me read this book! Now I know what to do without breaking the law or going to jail!"

Gao Qinghe and her brother stared blankly at the book she was showing them, their hearts skipping a beat.

Finished!

We've learned from the reverse!
(End of this chapter)