Sir, he is paranoid

Chapter 5
What Cui Fan didn't say was that he had heard rumors that in the past, Jinyan cared extremely much about a girl, because of her, he ruined the biggest nightclub in city B overnight; because of her, he photographed But in the end, he made this woman disappear from his side again, and didn't let anyone mention her name, as if such a person had never existed.

And Cui Fan, only once by chance, heard Jun Jinyan yelling in a drowsy voice: "Qiqi"...

Xia Qi took her bag from the storage room, and was dragged by Jun Jinyan all the way out of the clubhouse to the underground parking lot.

Jun Jinyan's car is a black Lamborghini, this kind of car can't be bought for a few million.When he opened the car door, he didn't speak, but just looked at her steadily.

Jun Jinyan's eyes are a kind of very beautiful winking eyes, slender and deep, with the tails of the eyes slightly raised, with a peach blossom beauty, but also giving people a strange purity.But such a pair of eyes, when staring at people, often makes people feel trembling.

Xia Qi suspected that if she didn't get in the car, Jun Jinyan might have been waiting for her in this posture.But when she got into the passenger seat, he didn't close the door immediately, but leaned over, pulled the seat belt to buckle her up, then closed the door, walked around to the other side, and sat in the driver's seat.

She looked at his profile, on the fair skin, there were traces of dried red wine, not to mention the red spots on the white clothes.

Taking out a pack of wet tissues from the bag, Xia Qi took out one and handed it to Jun Jinyan: "Wipe your face."

He glanced at her, and didn't reach out to take the wet tissue, but put his face close to her hand: "Wipe it for me." He whispered softly, but it seemed like an order.

"You can wipe it yourself." Xia Qi said.

The slightly delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, and his face moved closer to her: "Wipe it for me." He repeated.

Xia Qi pursed her lips, said nothing more, and wiped Jun Jinyan's face with a wet tissue.

Fingers, through the wet tissue, can still feel the temperature of his face.She felt her hands tremble a little, or it should be said that she was still not ready to meet him.

After hastily wiping the traces of red wine on his face, she was about to withdraw her hand, but his hand was already pressed up one step ahead, his fingers clasped her palm, pressed her palm, and gently rubbed his face .

In the palm of his hand was the temperature of his skin, which was much clearer than before.

She wanted to pull her hand out uncomfortably, but he grabbed it even tighter.

"Aren't you used to it?" His voice suddenly sounded in the carriage.

She was stunned for a moment before realizing what he was asking, so she said, "I'm not used to it. After all, we haven't seen each other for so many years."

"Well, I haven't seen you for many years." His eyelashes fluttered, and his eyes were still fixed on her face: "But every day, I think about you."

Her body froze, only to hear him ask again: "What about you, do you miss me?"

Xia Qi didn't know how to answer for a while, Jun Jinyan frowned displeasedly: "It seems that I didn't think about it."

She was silent, but he lowered his head and pressed his lips against the palm of her right hand like a brand.

(End of this chapter)