My poor boyfriend became the richest man after being dumped by me

Chapter 43

The temperature of the central air conditioner in the room is suitable, and the temperature is constant 24 hours a day, but in the chilly spring season, Su Qiao is magnanimous, and the cool air makes her calves shiver. The hormone got into Sujo's nose, making him dizzy.

Su Qiao was not mentally prepared, he was not clear, it was unreasonable to get out with his ex-boyfriend, his little head was smart, and he couldn't do things like "losing authority and humiliating the country". Backing away, He Zhijin put her wrists on both sides of his cheeks, followed his movements in a leisurely manner and then leaned down, touching Su Qiao's lips bit by bit.

Su Qiao has no way to retreat, and there is air one inch behind her. Her dark and beautiful pupils try to calm down, and she licks her lips, which are full of the smell of He Zhijin. He can almost hear the thumping heartbeat in his chest, "Don't you know?" Are we growing too fast?"

The implication is to buy a ticket before getting on the bus.

He Zhijin easily pulled him back, stepped between his knees, condescended, and slowly twisted his earlobe, "You seduce me, don't you want this?"

That clumsy way of seducing sex is like dealing with children, but he just took this one bite, and see how far Su Qiao can go.

Su Qiao's pupils contracted, and she looked at him without blinking. She was not very familiar with the wicked man in front of her, and was far from the innocent and soft boy in his impression. He choked for a few seconds and retorted softly, "No. "

"Hmm." Su Qiao looked at those jade-like hands, which completely fell into the palms again, like grabbing a valve, making him immediately lose the ability to resist.

He didn't want to be careless, and the other little Qiao would be an ornament for the rest of his life.

He Zhijin understands every part of his body and knows how to achieve his goal.

Su Qiao's knees were weak, her hands and feet were weak, her cheeks were unbelievably red, her eyes were squinted, immersed in the aftertaste, like a piece of velvet cake waiting to be eaten, exuding a seductive atmosphere.

What happened next was logical. The smell of hand cream wafted into the air, and Su Qiao was tasted inside and out. His dancing skills created excellent flexibility in his body, and his rock climbing experience added to his tolerance. Sex, anything can satisfy He Zhijin.

At the end, Su Qiao's hands and feet were as soft as marshmallows, sticky on He Zhijin's body, and half hugged and half hugged, she went to the bathroom to wash. Then, because of his coquettish moaning, He Zhijin was aroused again, and ended up being bullied again.

In the end, Su Qiao lay on the big soft bed, looking at the sweat dripping on He Zhijin's jaw, the violently rolling Adam's apple under the thin neck skin, and those wolf-like eyes. His pupils couldn't focus, and he felt like It's the same as dying.

Until three o'clock in the morning, everything was quiet, Su Qiao didn't care about cleanliness, sleepy and tired, and closed her heavy eyelids.

He Zhijin took a shower again, her black hair was blown half dry, Su Qiao slept very unruly, domineering, with her legs open, lying on the pillow, occupying most of the bed, He Zhijin took a soft towel to wipe the hair left on his body Su Qiao evaded restlessly, muttering in his mouth that he didn't want it anymore.

A desk lamp was turned on by the bedside, the orange light was warm, Su Qiao's eyelashes were light and fluffy, her moist lips opened and closed, the snow-white part was faintly visible, she frowned for a while, and opened her eyebrows for a while, I don't know what kind of dream I dreamed.

He Zhijin touched his cheek with her fingertips, and her heart was inexplicably touched. The cool-toned decoration of the room and the monotonous white bed instantly turned into a warm background.

A sense of security that was lost and regained filled the hollow in his chest, at least for a moment, they were like family, he thought.

Su Qiao was woken up by the sun.

The warm sunlight warmed the skin all over his body. He yawned lazily, turned over, and the muscles in his legs were sore, "Hiss..."

Su Qiao opened her eyes, and the pillow on one side was empty, flat and without a single wrinkle, as if no one had ever slept on it.

Pull X ruthlessly.

A brand-new set of clothes on the bedside was neatly folded, from underwear to socks. Su Qiao glanced at it and got out of the bed with her legs unsteady, "Ah..."

Almost fell to the ground, he leaned on the wall and managed to stand still, like splitting a horse all night, his bones and muscles ached, his calf was weak, and what happened to him was clearly reflected in the clear and translucent full-length mirror.

Su Qiao's face burned, she didn't care about the pain, put on her clothes, and only noticed a bright red mark on her leg when she pulled up her trousers. I really don't understand why you want to stamp his leg, what kind of hobby is this?

If he pays more attention to Weibo comments, he will know everything.

Toothpaste was squeezed out of the mouthwash cup in the bathroom, and a small cup of blue mouthwash was poured. Su Qiao thought while brushing his teeth, aside from what he didn't do last night, he has never seen a man who is more virtuous than He Zhijin. When it comes to taking care of people, He Zhijin calls it the second, and no one dares to call it the first.

When they lived together during the winter and summer vacations, Su Qiao didn't even touch any electrical appliances at home. He wanted to drink water in the middle of the night, and passed a cup with a straw to his mouth. Xi's sneakers are as good as new ones, and the house is well organized, taking care of Su Qiao in every possible way.

The living room was empty, and there was a bone spur plate on the dining table, a sandwich wrapped in green vegetables, with a few green grapes and cherry tomatoes on the side, the color was balanced and beautiful, and it was served with a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.

Su Qiao crossed her legs and slowly went downstairs while holding on to the handrail of the wooden stairs. A heavy "click" sound came from the direction of the entrance. Su Qiao raised her head and bumped into He Zhijin who was refreshed after morning exercise.

One was trembling and pitiful as if he had run a marathon, and the other was in a casual sports suit with his hands in his pockets and was in good spirits.

The contrast is dire.

"Not much sleep?" He Zhijin glanced at his awkward posture and frowned.

Su Qiao was full of hatred in his heart, didn't want to pay attention to him, pretended not to hear, went downstairs and sat on the dining chair, after a few hours, it always felt like there was something in that place, he covered his face , took a deep breath, kept silent, and ate in small bites.

He Zhijin sat across from him, looked at him, pinched the bridge of his nose, "It still hurts?"

Holding the plate in both hands, Su Qiao moved to one side, avoiding direct eye contact with him. From He Zhijin's perspective, he could only see his bulging cheeks, full of angry chewing, like a little hamster .

Angry is so cute.

"Buzzing..."

The mobile phone on the dining table vibrated, and Su Qiao picked it up.

[Caller: Sister Fang]

Su Qiao pressed the button and said only three words, "Hello, Sister Fang."

Xie Fang was silent for a few seconds, then covered her head and face, "Why is your voice so hoarse?"

Su Qiao was startled and touched her warm throat. He competed with He Zhijin last night. He Zhijin didn't like him barking, so he just wanted to bark. The more he screamed, the worse he was tossed. He Zhijin is worthy of being a school bully , Reverse marketing is doing great!

As a result, the voice was shouted like this.

"I went to sing KTV." Su Qiao said guiltily, and when she turned her head, He Zhijin looked at him with great interest.

Xie Fang scolded him a few words, facing a big boy like Su Qiao, she couldn't bear to say something too serious, "I have to hire you a personal assistant, who will watch over you 24 hours a day."

"By the way, the plane at ten o'clock, don't forget the opening ceremony of "Dad is 17" tomorrow." Xie Fang instructed.

Su Qiao hung up the phone, He Zhijin stood up gracefully, ordered some orange juice in the glass, "After drinking it, I'll take you to the airport."

Su Qiao didn't speak, his mouth was stuck with tape, and he expressed his dissatisfaction with negativity. He has many hobbies and good physical fitness. Even so, he couldn't stand He Zhijin like crazy. No, he felt in a trance that he was going to be played to death.

The driver who was driving today was the uncle Su Qiao often saw, and smiled brightly at Su Qiao, "Mr. Su didn't rest last night, did he? His complexion is not as good as usual."

Su Qiao pursed her lips and smiled, the culprit was sitting next to him, reading an English newspaper calmly, wearing rimless glasses on the bridge of her thin nose, her dark shirt was buttoned to the last button, her lips were thin and pale, cold Abstinence, keep people away thousands of miles away.

Acting like a real person, Su Qiao gritted her teeth in her heart.

When he was a few hundred meters away from the airport, He Zhijin said respectfully, "Old Chen, where is the medicine I asked you to buy?"

Old Chen slapped his head, and brought out a kraft paper bag from the storage box. He Zhijin took it and handed it to Su Qiao, "The ointment for external application should be applied twice in the morning and evening, and three times in the morning, noon and evening for throat."

Su Qiao looked at the packaged medicine box and felt a little better. She took it back and put it in her backpack. Finally, she was willing to talk, "Apart from these, what else do you want to tell me?"

He Zhijin looked calm, thought for a second, and lowered his voice to explain, "Don't eat spicy food."

"..."

As soon as the car stopped, Su Qiao hurriedly got out of the car with her backpack on her back, and left without looking back.

He walked fast, with a stubborn back, showing unwillingness, He Zhijin watched intently, and his smile deepened.

There were only a few scattered people in the VIP waiting room. As soon as Su Qiao entered, she took out her phone first, and non-stop changed He Zhijin's WeChat note, "Big liar!!!" The three exclamation marks behind it were thought-provoking.

Su Qiao thought he was a simple and kind little gray rabbit, but who knew he was a big bad wolf who ate people without spitting out bones!

It was just eyeing up and trying to take advantage of him. The more Su Qiao thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case. She boiled the frog in warm water and gradually changed it. She didn't give him a chance to refuse, and she didn't treat him well after sleeping.

Sven scum!Dressed beast!

Playing with the feelings of an innocent boy is an unforgivable crime.

Su Qiao tugged at her curly dark chestnut hair, her long legs straightened and then curled up again, he didn't like He Zhijin's behavior again.

"Little Qiao." Xie Fang was carrying a designer bag and holding a coffee-colored cushion in her hand. It was fluffy and cute, and looked soft and comfortable.

"This is for you." Xie Fang stuffed it into his hand, and patted him on the shoulder affectionately, "I got it at home, I think you can use it on the set."

"Thank you, Miss Fang."

It's so considerate, it's worthy of being a gold agent, Su Qiao added a soft cushion, the soreness has been reduced a lot, Xie Fang is really timely.

The phone in Xie Fang's pocket rang, she turned sideways, avoiding Su Qiao's sight, and opened WeChat.

[Great Governor]: Su Qiao is still angry?

Xie Fang glanced at Su Qiao. When she first came in, Su Qiao's face was like a bitter gourd. It was rare to see Su Qiao unhappy.

[Lonely Admiration]: Yes, Mr. He.

[Great Governor]: Yes.

Xie Fang has long been accustomed to a cold attitude, and she swipe up only two pages of chat records, more than half of which are the cushion labels in the shopping mall she took.

She and He Zhijin haven't known each other for a long time. She once heard that Mr. He, who turned his hand into clouds and his hands into rain, doesn't like men or women, but only likes money.

Now it seems that it may not be.

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