C4 She's so Virtuous

She's so virtuous.

Married?

Liang Jia unconsciously tightened her grip on the steering wheel.

But it was only for a moment. In the next second, she raised a dignified and elegant smile and said, "I will follow everything you think."

Zhou Xingchen looked at her reaction and felt a little irritated.

She was clearly smiling, but he knew that her smile was very hypocritical.

Her usual principle was that her thoughts were different from what she said. Disguise almost became her instinct.

He took a deep breath and stared at the cement road in front of him. He said, "Don't laugh. I was terrified when I saw it."

Liang Jia bit her lips and did not say anything. But she really did as he wished. She put away the expression on her face.

The car slowly stopped in the driveway of the Zhou family villa. Liang Jia had always been driving steadily, and it was the same this time. That was why Mother Zhou felt at ease handing over the safety of taking care of Zhou Xingchen to her.

Liang Jia extinguished the fire and pulled out the key. She turned to Zhou Xingchen and said, "Let's get out of the car."

Zhou Xingchen did not say anything. He took off his seat belt. However, everyone could see that he had put a lot of strength into his hands. Even the buckle made a sound.

Liang Jia had long gotten used to Zhou Xingchen's unjustified bad mood. She got off the car and closed the door without a care. Unexpectedly, after taking only two steps, her arm was suddenly pulled by someone -

She was wearing high heels. To her, it was not easy to maintain balance. At this moment, she was pulled back by someone, and her foot tilted to the side. She was about to fall down.

Her body did not fall for long. She had just fallen back when she crashed into a well-prepared, broad embrace.

Zhou Xingchen did not make a sound, but his hands did not stop moving. He directly turned the person in his arms and pressed on the hood of the car. Then he turned around and pressed on Liang Jia's body.

"What are you doing?" Liang Jia was shocked at first. After she reacted, she was left with no other choice. She pushed his chest with both hands and said, "We are home. Don't mess around."

It was this kind of coaxing tone again!

Zhou Xingchen was even angrier. He lifted his knee and pressed down on her leg. He did not gently cross his snow-white wrists and used one of his big palms to hold her wrists above her body. Then, without any explanation, his thin lips pressed down with emotion.

Liang Jia reflexively wanted to dodge. She tilted her head to the left and right, but her head was pinched by his free hand and nodded.

Zhou Xingchen's tone was bewitching and impudent. He said, "So what if I'm at home? Isn't this my mother's consent?"

That unparalleled face was right in front of her, and it was getting closer and closer. Liang Jia was unable to resist. Her restrained palm was tightly clenched into a fist and her sharp nails dug into her palm.

In this place, she did not have anyone who could ask for help.

After quickly understanding the situation, Liang Jia laughed at herself in her heart and closed her eyes as if she had accepted her fate. Zhou Xingchen's lips immediately pressed against hers.

He first tried to probe around, then he seemed to be unsatisfied. He used the tip of his tongue to pry open her teeth and explore deeper.

His tongue moved around in her mouth, drawing out more fluid. A comfortable feeling came from the inside of their moist mouths. Both of their breaths were somewhat hurried.

Zhou Xingchen's tongue flirted with her lips and tongue. Liang Jia's beautiful brows knit slightly. She passively endured it and did not move.

"I'm like kissing a dead person." After these few repetitions, Zhou Xingchen's patience was finally worn out. His tongue came out of her mouth. He let go of her and said, "It's not like you don't feel anything. Why don't you respond to me?"

His hand that was pinching her chin did not relax. He looked at her carefully, as if he wanted to thoroughly study her.

Liang Jia had gotten her freedom, but she did not push Zhou Xingchen's hand away. She only slowly wiped the liquid from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand. She said lightly, "I will not respond to you."

Zhou Xingchen almost laughed out of anger. He let go of his hand and walked into the living room. In the end, he said indifferently, Everything you have is mine. Why do I feel so disgusted? "

Liang Jia got up from the hood and tidied up her messy clothes.

Zhou Xingchen looked at her just now. It was indeed like he was looking at something that had no life and could be treated as he wished.

However, these were still alright for her. She had long since gotten used to this kind of look in the Zhou family.

Liang Jia took a few deep breaths and finally managed to smile in a dignified and proper manner. She carried her bag and quickly walked a few steps and chased after her.

When they entered the hall, just like usual, Liang Wenrui was sitting on the sofa knitting a scarf. In fact, she was deliberately waiting for them to come back.

Zhou Xingchen felt a headache when he saw her, but he had to be polite. He nodded casually and said, "Mom, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Liang Wenrui had already heard the sound of them entering the door, but only now did she raise her head and smile kindly. "If you don't come back, how can I sleep? Where did you guys go to play today?"

Her smile was not that simple.

Zhou Xingchen felt that his mother was going to nag again. He hurried to say that he had a headache. "We are tired today. Let's go back and rest first. If there is anything, let's talk tomorrow."

With that, he walked up the spiral staircase and strode towards the bedroom.

After he left, the heavy burden of the conversation fell on Liang Jia.

Liang Wenrui amiably looked at the future daughter-in-law she raised in front of her and said, "Little Jia, where did this kid go today? He came back so tired, could it be that he hired some vixen somewhere?"

Liang Wenrui had always cared about whether Zhou Xingchen had other women by his side.

In her heart, Liang Jia was the only future daughter-in-law. She believed that only the women she personally raised were worthy of her son. Not only did she not like other people, she could not even approach Zhou Xingchen.

Liang Jia's heart skipped a beat. She did not expect Mother Zhou's feelings to be so accurate.

But how could she report everything about Zhou Xingchen? She considered her words and said with a smile, "How can this be? Xingchen's birthday is just a drink with a friend. Nothing else."

She did not mention Ren Chengyan's matter at all.

Really? " Mother Zhou still did not quite believe it. Her thin eyebrows stood up seriously. "There is no woman?"

Liang Jia was about to speak when she heard Zhou Xingchen's clear voice from upstairs, "Mom, why are you thinking so much? Liang Jia is so 'virtuous'. Why would I look for other women?"

The emphasis was on the word 'virtuous'.

He clearly heard the conversation between the two on the way to his bedroom.

Liang Jia looked up and saw Zhou Xingchen's tall body lying casually on the railing. He looked down at her from above. The sarcasm in his eyes was not concealed at all.