Divorce injunction, don't make trouble with the president

Chapter 16

Jiang Qingqian felt that something was wrong.

Lonely men and widows, who are they with who now, she is a divorced woman who often goes in and out of a single man's apartment, what does that sound like?

However, since she has been designated as the culprit by him, and from time to time, she unintentionally reveals to her that if she doesn't follow him, she will find Jiang Xintong...

This is what she taboos the most, but Mu Shaoting strangled her to death.

Jiang Xintong is still young, and she is in her third year of high school. The college entrance examination is about to take place next year. She must not fall into this quagmire at such a critical moment.

Even if it was not right, Jiang Qingqian had to compromise.

After serving his meal, he went to put the bath water for him.

When he thought he was done, he called again, "Help me in."

He really treats himself like a master and treats her like a little maid!
Jiang Qingqian endured and endured, while comforting herself that the days of misery would soon pass, she clenched her fists and walked towards him. He was really rude to her, and directly stretched out his arms to put her on her shoulders. The weight leans against the past.

She frowned immediately.

With his conservatively estimated height of around 185, when she stood with him, her face could only touch his chest. Instead, it was not like she was supporting him, but more like he was holding her in his arms.

She pushed him uncomfortably and complained, "Can't you push yourself a bit? It's heavy!"

Mu Shaoting stood up a little bit, but at the moment when he caught a glimpse of the faint rosiness on her smooth face, he staggered and leaned against her again, his arms around her shoulders couldn't help but hug her even tighter.

Jiang Qingqian almost jumped up, but couldn't break free.

"Hey you……"

"What about me, I'm a disabled person now!"

When Mu Shaoting said this, his face was neither red nor his heart beat, as if he was Lin Daiyu.

Supporting his weight, Jiang Qingqian struggled to move to the bedroom.

Seeing that the big bed covered with silver-gray sheets was close at hand, she suddenly tripped over her foot. The load was already overweight, and she couldn't keep her center of gravity and fell towards the bed.

Along with her, Mu Shaoting, who rested his weight on her shoulders, fell down with her.

It's just that she fell on the bed, and he fell on her body.

Men go up, women go down.

The two gasped at the same time, the air seemed to stop flowing at this moment, the surroundings were eerily quiet, only the irregular heartbeat was at play.

dong dong dong...

Can't tell if it's his or hers.

Jiang Qingqian's eyes widened.

His facial features were magnified in front of her eyes, and all she could breathe was his strong breath, and suddenly felt a sense of powerless suffocation.

She put her hand on his chest, and her little face was flushed red.

What about the disabled?

He agreed that he would look down on women who were married and had children?
So, at this moment, she clearly felt that his breathing became thicker, and what happened to the place where the two of them were close to each other with a frightening hardness against her?
"You...you did it on purpose!"

It took her a long time to hold back this sentence.

Who knows, Mu Shaoting really didn't do it on purpose.

Just now he wanted to go directly to the bathroom to take a shower, but Jiang Qingqian planned to help him to sit on the bed first, the direction of the two diverged without discussion, and he accidentally tripped over her feet.

Seeing her blushing now, his mood immediately brightened.

He simply didn't refute it, instead, he moved his face closer...

"Don't! You, you... what are you doing?"

Jiang Qingqian screamed in fright, and hastily reached out to cover his face and his lips.

Mu Shaoting didn't make any other movements, he smiled half-smile, ambiguously, "What do you think?"

Jiang Qingqian stopped avoiding his gaze, and stared at his face quietly. The two of them maintained this ambiguous posture and did not move for a long time.

Suddenly, what Mo Wan said came to mind...

Does he have unrequited love for her, or is he deliberately taking revenge?
She tends to believe it's the latter.

So, she grabbed his skirt, and when her eyes met, as if she wanted to see through him, she asked, "Mu Shaoting, you did it on purpose, didn't you?"

It's still the same question as before, but it's not just about what happened just now.

Some tacit understanding, so natural.

She doesn't need to tell the truth, he has already understood.

The smile on Mu Shaoting's face gradually became apparent. He brushed her hand away, finally got up from her body, and softly hummed two words, "Guess!"

(End of this chapter)