Chapter 8 Qingci, is it really so calm?
At the door of Lu Jinchu's small house, a luxury car suddenly stopped, and sometimes two people passing by would turn their heads to look around at this luxury car.

After all, the chance of this luxury car appearing here is very small.

In the car, the smoke was lingering. Song Qingci slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, which drifted away in the air. In the smoke, his expression could not be seen clearly, only his handsome outline could be vaguely seen.

Every move is more than elegant. Elegant yet domineering, this is him.

After a while, he got out of the car, flicked his hand lightly, and slammed the car door.

Throwing away the cigarette butt, putting one hand in his pocket, he walked straight into the house.

Standing at the door, he knocked on the door.

He waited patiently at the door, and could vaguely hear the sound of footsteps coming from inside.

With a click, the door opened.

What caught the eye was a bright face.

Lu Jinchu was wearing pajamas. When she met Song Qingci, she leaned against the doorway and smiled slightly, "Hey, Mr. Song, you don't have to go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. Why do you come to see me?"

She seemed to know that he would definitely come.

Song Qingci frowned his pretty brows, "Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?"

As he said that, he turned aside and entered the room. This man was still as domineering as ever.

When Lu Jinchu turned around, she saw him sitting on the sofa. She smiled and walked towards him.

Walking in front of him, stood still, bent slightly, and approached his face, "Didn't Mr. Song hate me so much before? Why did you come to my door in the middle of the night?"

In her words, there are all kinds of jokes and jokes.

The moment she bent over, Song Qingci could only feel a fragrance rushing towards her face, it was fresh and pleasant, and it belonged to her.

Song Qingci's face changed slightly. He obviously had no contact with Lu Jinchu. Why did this smell make him feel so long-lost and so familiar.

Song Qingci raised his eyes, looked at Lu Jinchu, his eyes were dark and cold, "What is your purpose?"

Lu Jinchu suddenly chuckled, she straightened up, "What am I supposed to do, President Song came to me in the middle of the night just because of this?"

"Afraid that I will plot against you? Afraid that I will ruin your reputation?"

"Since you are so afraid, why don't you marry me and let me be your wife. We share weal and woe, so you don't have to be afraid that I will do anything that will harm your interests."

Lu Jinchu smiled brightly, like a goblin.

"Don't even think about it!" Song Qingci suddenly regained consciousness, his eyes swept towards her like a sharp knife.

He didn't know why he came to her here by accident. Maybe it was this woman's every move that made him feel weird. He always had an ominous premonition.

Lu Jinchu looked at him calmly, and said calmly, "Really?"

"You entered my house and you just want to get out like this, so easy?"

After Lu Jinchu finished speaking, he approached Song Qingci, put his arms around him, and smiled, "Come on, sit down, let's have a good talk."

Lu Jinchu waited for her to sit down, and she sat on Song Qingci's lap without hesitation.

Putting his arms around his neck, he kept rubbing against his body, "Qingci, I'm your unmarried wife now, don't you want to exercise your exclusive rights?"

At this time, she is charming, enchanting, and she is simply a stunner. Which man can stand this kind of seduction?
While she was speaking, the hot air hit his face, which was itchy, a little uncomfortable, but also a little comfortable.

Song Qingci was indifferent, Lu Jinchu moved her body, sat forward and sat down again, she whispered in his ear, "Qingci, is it really so calm?"

(End of this chapter)

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