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Chapter 208 Do You Miss Me?

Zhai Simo, who had not returned to Zhan Tingshen for a long time, was about to get up and go to the bathroom to find someone.

Don't want to just get up, I saw Zhan Tingshen coming out of the corner with a woman on his shoulders, with a gloomy face, as if a Buddha was blocking and killing a Buddha, striding out.

He was so stunned that people didn't dare to step forward to stop or ask.

Zhai Simo was startled, and reacted quickly, leaving Shen Mengmeng who was sitting stupidly on the seat and rushed out.

Shen Mengmeng stared blankly at Zhan Tingshen carrying a woman, leaving Juxiang Pavilion with Zhai Simo, completely unaware of who the woman Zhan Tingshen was carrying.

To be more precise, Shen Mengmeng has been in a dazed state since Nie Hehuan went to the bathroom.

It is estimated that she was sold at this moment, and she still doesn't know what happened.

……

Zhai Simo and Zhan Tingshen were originally together when they came to Juxiang Pavilion.

It's just that when getting out of the car, Zhai Sime got off first, while Zhan Tingshen waited until Nie Hehuan and Shen Mengmeng entered Juxiang Pavilion before getting out of the car.

Zhai Simo rushed out of Juxiang Pavilion, and saw Zhan Tingshen open the rear seat with one hand, and rudely threw the woman on his shoulder into it.

His eyebrows jumped twice in horror, and Zhai Simo quickly ran over.

Zhan Tingshen got into the car at this moment, and Zhai Simo stood in front of the rear door for two seconds before taking two steps forward, opening the driver's door and getting in.

Zhai Simo got into the car and stared at the woman in the rearview mirror dumbfounded. Zhan Tingshen tied her hands with a belt and lay prone on the sofa, her face covered by her long hair.

It was like thunder rolling in his heart, exploding in his heart with bang bang.

Zhai Simo looked at Zhan Tingshen with a complicated and shocked look.

I really want to say, even if we are in a panic, let's solve it in other peaceful ways, why do we have to use this extreme method?
"drive!"

Zhan Tingshen didn't look at Zhai Simo, his cold eyes stared straight at Nie Hehuan lying on the car seat, and he drank coldly.

Zhai Simo, "..."

Although he was full of doubts, seeing Zhan Tingshen's behavior was really weird, he held back, started the car, and drove towards the five-star hotel where the two stayed in Rongcheng.

"...Where are you taking me?"

Nie Hehuan's low voice came from under her hair.

Her face was covered by long hair, the strands of hair in front of her eyes intertwined with her eyelashes, itching, causing her to keep blinking her eyes.

She was in a state of panic, just now in the bathroom, she thought he would...

Although he stopped at that time, Nie Hehuan didn't dare to take it lightly, because the current state of a certain person was very similar to the perverted killer in the suspense movie she had seen.

The only difference is.

He looks better than those perverted killers!
But if it is about ruthlessness, this person is probably even worse than that.

Hearing a woman's faint voice from the rear seat, Zhai Simo's eyelids twitched, and he glanced at the rear seat from the rearview mirror.

When Zhan Tingshen was still staring at the woman unblinkingly, Zhai Simo rolled his eyes at the car.

Nie Hehuan was very tired. That kind of tiredness was not only physically tired, but also psychological.

The "fight" in the bathroom just now broke her heart.

The overload on her heart caused her to lie on the back seat of the car at this moment, giving birth to a bit of self-abandonment.

Unable to hear his answer, Nie Hehuan simply closed her eyes, since her eyes were itching badly anyway.

Whatever he wants.

At worst, he can't kill her, right?

Nie Hehuan closed her eyes.

The kidnapping four years ago really broke into her mind like a nightmare.

She's the one everyone abandoned...

The corners of the closed eyes gradually became moist.

Bei Zi unconsciously bit her pale lower lip lightly.

Zhan Tingshen saw Nie Hehuan's body trembling suddenly, and his long eyebrows that were coldly closed were lowered to the wings of his nose.

The cold eyes swept over the thin clothes on her body.

Just now in the bathroom, her hair and the clothes on her body were wet to varying degrees. In addition, she was wearing light clothes, and the wet clothes were attached to her body, so it was inevitable that she would be cold.

Zhan Tingshen's cold and hard heart softened unexpectedly, and his thin lips uttered a word coldly, "Heater, turn it on!"

Zhai Simo, "..."

Looking at Zhan Tingshen from the rearview mirror, he saw his side face was cold, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he turned on the heater in the car.

"Not enough!" Zhan Ting looked at Zhai Simo deeply.

Zhai Simo received his cold stare from the rearview mirror, his throat slid down resentfully, and he stretched out his hand to turn up the heater.

"Drive to the maximum." Zhan Tingshen said.

Zhai Simo, "..." silently opened the car to the maximum.

The heater in the car was turned on, and after a while, it became warmer.

Zhai Simo was a little hot, so he stretched out his hand and unbuttoned a few shirts around the collar, frowned a pair of handsome eyebrows, and looked at Zhan Tingshen speechlessly.

Zhan Tingshen stared at Nie Hehuan again, saw that she was still trembling, her thin lips were straightened, turned to look at the heater switch in the car, and saw that Zhai Simo was indeed turned on to the maximum, and then turned on again. Withdrawing his gaze, he stared at Nie Hehuan with lowered eyebrows.

Seeing Zhan Tingshen looking at the woman like this, Zhai Simo felt a little uncomfortable for no reason, and his Ying brows frowned even tighter.

Zhan Ting stared deeply at his suit, as if he wanted to take it off and put it on Nie Hehuan, but for some reason, he didn't take it off.

A hint of irritability appeared in the gloomy pupils, and Zhan Ting said deeply, "Hurry up!"

Zhai Simo curled his lips, his feeling of unhappiness soared.

If you think he drives slowly, drive yourself!Who doesn't have a mouth yet, can't speak, does he?

I thought so, but Zhai Simo still speeded up.

……

As soon as the Audi car stopped at the Jun Li Hotel, Zhai Simo saw Zhan Tingshen pick up the woman, pushed the door open and got out of the car.

Sitting in the car, Zhai Simo stared at Zhan Tingshen as he walked into the hotel door with the woman in his arms, a trace of coldness flashed across his long and narrow eyes.

Since Zhai Simo knew Zhan Tingshen, except for Nie Xiangsi, he has never seen him hug another woman like this.

From the bottom of his heart, Zhai Simo felt that except for Nie Xiangsi, any woman was not entitled to Zhan Tingshen's special treatment, even if she was no longer alive.

Zhai Simo also knew that his thinking was wrong.

After all, Nie Xiangsi is no longer here, so we can't ask Zhan Ting to guard his body like a jade and never marry for the sake of Nie Xiangsi, right?

If this is the case, he also feels wrong.

Zhai Simo raised his hands and pulled his short hair. He breathed a few breaths in the car before getting out of the car. He handed over the car keys to the parking attendant in front of the hotel and walked towards the hotel.

……

Supreme Presidential Suite.

Zhan Tingshen went in with Nie Hehuan in his arms, and walked straight into the bedroom. He wanted to throw her on the bed, but when he got to the bed, Zhan Tingshen paused, and finally bent down, and put Nie Hehuan gently. to bed.

Nie Hehuan was actually heaving a sigh of relief when he was carried out of the car. Although he tried his best to control his body, he couldn't control his body.

When her back sank into the soft big bed, Nie Hehuan's closed eyelashes twitched in a large arc, and her hanging breath relaxed slightly.

After Zhan Tingshen put Nie Hehuan on the bed, he didn't get up and leave.

Untied her hands tied behind the belt, and threw the belt under the bed.

His strong arms supported her sides, and his deep and cold eyes looked through the hair on her face, looking at her trembling long eyelashes.

Nie Hehuan knew that he hadn't left, so his back was tense and he didn't dare to relax.

Zhan Tingshen raised one hand that was propped on the bed, and his slender and neat big hand picked up the strands of hair from her face one by one and put them on both sides of her cheeks.

As the hair on Nie Hehuan's face gradually disappeared, her pale but pure face gradually appeared before his eyes.

Nie Hehuan's face trembled stiffly, and the pair of eyeballs under the eyelids rolled anxiously from side to side.

at last.

Nie Hehuan's face was completely exposed in front of Zhan Tingshen.

Zhan Ting looked deeply at her face, his hands rested on her side face, his vision flashed a blur for a moment, and a thin moist air quickly appeared around the corners of Zhan Ting's deep eyes, and then quickly evaporated and disappeared.

Zhan Tingshen's gaze carefully slid over her forehead, eyebrows, eyes, bridge of nose, and lips one by one. The left chest was so painful from being blocked by a breath, "Why don't you look at me? Huh?"

He said dumbly, with a slight tremor in his voice.

His words easily filled Nie Hehuan's heart with boundless sadness and pain.

Nie Hehuan slowly raised her moist long eyelashes, and when she opened her eyes, two lines of tears also slid down from the corners of her eyes.

Zhan Ting rubbed her face deeply, bowed his head, put his forehead against hers, and stared at Nie Hehuan with cold eyes burning red like flames, "Do you miss me?"

"..." Nie Hehuan suddenly clenched his knuckles, the corners of his eyes were red.

Zhan Ting closed his eyes deeply.

Nie Hehuan clearly saw a drop of crystal liquid roll out from the corner of his eye near the nose, and slide down his tall nose.

The apex of the heart hurts, the clenched fingers slowly loosened, raised a hand tremblingly, caressed his face, the soft white fingertips slid across the corners of his eyes, wiping away the moisture from the corners of his eyes.

His throat seemed to be pricked by thousands of thin needles, and it hurt even if he moved it lightly.

Feel the touch of her cool and soft palm touching his face.

Zhan Ting's cold and hard eyebrows suddenly raised, and suddenly opened those piercing eyes.

The moment the four eyes met, Nie Hehuan's palms trembled, realizing that he was out of control, and wanted to move his hands away in a panic.

Zhan Ting's cold eyes narrowed, and before Nie Hehuan took his hand away, he clasped her wrist tightly, bringing her palm back to his face.

Nie Hehuan stared wide-eyed, hunched his shoulders, and looked at him anxiously.

Zhan Tingshen's eyes flashed sharply, and the nostrils of Nie Hehuan's nose suddenly became heavier.

At that moment, Nie Hehuan was in so much pain that she felt as if the bridge of her nose had been broken by him.

Zhan Ting's deep eyes swept over Nie Hehuan's white and tight lips, and the dark fire in the depths of his pupils burned almost instantly. The flames overflowed from his pupils, and the flames were mixed with anger, anger, and anger. Hate, but also palpitations
Terrible possessiveness.

Nie Hehuan gasped, subconsciously raised his other hand against his shoulder, his head shook slightly unconsciously, and his eyes panicked.

Zhan Ting's deep eyes stared at Nie Hehuan covetously. At a certain moment, he suddenly raised his hand to hold her hand on the shoulder, and the moment he pressed it against the side of the bed, his lips also slammed down, sealing her Nie Hehuan's slightly parted lips in panic.

(End of this chapter)