C17 Stunning

When she walked outside, she realized that the weather had changed. Waves of cold wind and drizzles of rain were coming toward her. Ji Qing couldn't help but shiver. Immediately after that, she let out a series of "Achoo" sounds.

"Where are your shoes?" He frowned.

Ji Qing lowered her head. She was wearing a pair of disposable slippers that Wu Hao had helped her to carry at the hotel. She had already been soaked by the rain on the ground.

"I've lost it." What Ji Qing said was the truth. The whereabouts of the two high-heeled shoes that Ji Qing used as a weapon to attack An Xin were already unknown.

"You need to take your cold medicine and then sleep." He thought for a moment, then said, "Let's find a place to rest first."

"Don't you have a meeting tomorrow morning?"

"Not an important meeting." He looked at Ji Qing and ordered, "Take off your shoes."

"What am I going to wear if I take it off?" Before Ji Qing finished her sentence, he had already reached out and grabbed her.

The rain was heavier than before. The bean-sized raindrops fell on Ji Qing's face. It was ice-cold. Ji Qing subconsciously hugged his neck and pressed it against his neck.

His arms were incredibly warm, and Ji Qing heard his heart thumping, .

When he got into the car, Ji Qing noticed that his shirt was soaked and his hair was dripping, because he was holding Ji Qing. Ji Qing was slightly better than him, but her long hair and the hem of her evening dress were also wet.

"Wipe yourself." He tossed Ji Qing a dry towel.

"What about you?"

"I'm a man." He quickly started the engine and drove out of the residential area.

Ji Qing wiped her hair carelessly, then reached out to help him wipe it off. Just now when he held Ji Qing in the rain, she felt the distance between them close down.

He allowed Ji Qing to dab a towel over his face, pursing her lips and looking expressionless. Ji Qing's long fingers slid across his cheek and lightly fiddled with the buttons on his chest.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. A dense curtain of rain covered the chaos outside the window. Occasionally, the snowy lights of the passing cars would flash past.

The carriage was eerily quiet, save for the monotonous sound of the wipers.

His breathing gradually became unsteady. His chest rose and fell continuously, and his lips tightened, as if he was holding back something.

Ji Qing lifted the corner of her mouth into a smile and drew circles on his chest with her index finger before slowly moving it up and down his firm chin.

Ji Qing's heart filled with mischievous pleasure as she listened to his increasingly rough breathing and saw the suspicious tinge of red on his handsome face.

"Don't affect my driving." "No," he finally said.

Ji Qing obediently stopped her hand and carefully tied the top two buttons for him.

Half an hour later, the silver grey C70 stopped at the entrance of a grand villa.

"Where is this?" Ji Qing asked curiously.

Without a word, he took an umbrella from the trunk and held it open for Ji Qing.

The cold wind blew in with the rain water. Ji Qing put her hands on her shoulders and shouted, "Are you going to the house of one of your close friends again? I'd rather sit in the car until dawn. "

Without saying anything further, he stuffed the umbrella into Ji Qing's hands. "Take it."

Without waiting for Ji Qing to respond, he carried her and ran into the pouring rain. Ji Qing yelled, "Hey hey hey, your car is not locked."

The wind was strong in the rain, so Ji Qing's umbrella fell into the puddle. By the time they rushed into the villa, the two of them were already soaked in water.

Ji Qing looked around curiously as her rain dripped onto the teak wood floor. The large villa was cold and deserted. Almost all the furniture was covered in a white cloth, as if no one had lived here in a long time.

What was going on? Ji Qing felt even colder.

"The washroom in the first room on the second floor is usable. Go take a hot bath right now." He put Ji Qing down and said in a deep voice.

"What about you?"

"Ji Qing, go lock the car door." As he spoke, he had already run out.

Ji Qing, alone in this gorgeous and cold villa, felt that she was being ridiculed. Hesitantly, she walked up the spiral staircase and pushed open the door of the first room. Her vision was still white, and she lost the courage to even step inside.

When she was in high school, she was often tricked by Ye Xin into coming to her house to watch a ghost film with her. Watching a ghost film, she had lived in fear for at least a month, and when she walked through the night, she had the feeling that a ghost was following her, so she always went to the bathroom worried that a long-haired virgin might suddenly appear in the toilet.

Ji Qing's whole body was wet and cold. She really wanted to take a hot bath. She tried very hard not to let her imagination run wild as she braced herself and walked in.

There were no bathtubs in the bathroom, only showers. There were a few new toiletries on the washstand, and there was plenty of shampoo and laundry soap.

From the looks of it, it was probably a guest room. Ji Qing guessed as she quickly took off her dirty clothes and stepped into the shower. She turned on the water heater.

At the same time, the door was pushed open with a bang. Ye Nancheng appeared at the door with a towel in his arms.

Ji Qing didn't know what to do because of the sudden situation. She subconsciously covered her chest with her hands and let out a scream.

"I'll bring you a towel." He was very sure.

After the initial panic, Ji Qing gradually calmed down. She let go of his hands and calmly looked him in the eye. The shower water poured down from Ji Qing's smooth body and flowed onto the ground.

He looked down, his eyes scanning every inch of her body, and even from that distance she could feel the heat and heat of his gaze.

A minute passed, perhaps more, and he did not rush forward on impulse. Instead, he said very calmly, "I'll go get you some cold medicine."

Ji Qing stood there in a daze for a long time, wondering if the man she had made contact with that night was him. According to Ye Xin's law, once a man and woman had a physical relationship, it was easy for them to have a second and a third time when they were alone.

Ji Qing actually didn't know whether she should push him away or submit to him if he really threw himself at her. It was mainly because on this stormy night, in this gloomy villa, Ji Qing instinctively sought a sense of warmth.

After washing up, Ji Qing wrapped a towel around herself and washed her clothes before leaving them on the towel rack in the bathroom. She went out and sat on the bed for a long time, but he didn't come back.

Through the closed window, Ji Qing could hear the wind howling outside. The rain had shrouded the window in darkness, and she couldn't help feeling scared. She took off the white cloth, and Ji Qing lay curled up in her bed like a fetus in its mother's womb.

This position gave Ji Qing a bit of a sense of security. After an unknown period of time, Ji Qing fell asleep in a daze.