Her whole body was suspended in the air, and she was directly picked up by Jiang Lingchen.

"Put me down first!"

Jiang Lingchen kept walking and said in a cold voice: "If you don't want to fall, where should you put your legs?"

She bit her lip in grievance, but was afraid of falling, so she had no choice but to wrap her arms around his shoulders.

His legs were also wrapped up to measure his thin waistline.

Her seaweed-like hair spread softly across her shoulders, swaying lightly along with Jiang Lingchen's walking movements.

The beginning swept his nose and was grabbed by Jiang Lingchen.

Luo Weige was startled and subconsciously raised her voice: "Don't, it hurts..."

The next second, the words suddenly stopped in embarrassment.

Because Jiang Lingchen just lowered his eyes and smelled it, and the sarcasm in his eyes flashed away.

"I haven't touched you yet. Why does it hurt you? Someone pulled your hair like this?"

"without."

"Then don't scream."

Kicking open the bathroom door, Jiang Lingchen threw her into the bathtub, and the water from the showerhead rushed down.

"You smell like alcohol, but you still think I'm going to touch you?"

The shower head is not turned on very much and the water in it is warm.

Jiang Lingchen avoided her face and landed on her shoulders and chest.

But Luo Weige still felt ashamed and unhappy.

She struggled to crawl out, her voice a bit shaky and aggrieved.

"It doesn't smell as good as Mr. Jiang's perfume. I'll wash it myself without bothering you."

Jiang Lingchen raised his hand and pushed her down, kneeling on one knee and looking straight at her.

The floor was covered with overflowing water from the bathtub, which wetted his expensive, ironed clothes, but Jiang Lingchen didn't even look at it.

"Did Jiang Fuyun make your heart flutter when he came to the rescue today?"

Jiang Lingchen paused subtly and rubbed her neck with his fingers.

"Your useless ex-boyfriend has now rekindled your love, so you have to risk your life to stay with him?"

"What did you say?"

Luo Weige's pupils shrank, "So you were at the scene and saw it?"

"Are you feeling guilty, or do you think I shouldn't see it?"

"You can obviously see it, why don't you help me..."

Luo Wei's singing voice was trembling a little, "I originally wanted to ask you for help."

"You're lying again. Do you need my help? Isn't Jiang Fuyun here?"

Jiang Lingchen put one hand on his knee and looked at her calmly.

The look in his eyes was exactly the same as when he was helping him deal with the bullying from the Luo family.

It turns out that to a certain extent, she is actually no different from anyone else.

"Things are not what you think at all, why do you want to impose your ideas on me?"

"Remember carefully, did you admit it just now?"

Luo Weige wanted to slap herself in the mouth, and also wanted to hit Jiang Lingchen.

I hate myself for being too quick to talk properly, and I hate him for being so indiscriminate.

"I have nothing to do with him. I left with him, but we..."

Hearing this, Jiang Lingchen's brows were already furrowed.

He stood up with a cold face and threw the showerhead away.

"Clean it thoroughly and make up the lies so that you can deceive me and grandma."

Luo Weige stood up angrily, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and pulled back violently.

Jiang Lingchen failed to stand firm, and was pulled hard by her again, causing him to fall backward uncontrollably.

He went to hold the edge of the bathtub, but Luo Weige grabbed his other hand.

She fell back maliciously, and Jiang Lingchen's slender hands could no longer hold the edge and fell completely into the bathtub.

Luo Weige turned over and sat on him, pressing his shoulders with her hands, her wet hair dripping with water.

"Mr. Jiang, do you have a chance to listen to my explanation now?"

Jiang Lingchen's face was solemn: "Get up."

"Mr. Jiang, there is a recording on my mobile phone. I have nothing to do with him. It just doesn't matter."

After she finished speaking, the phone slipped out of her pocket and gradually sank to the bottom of the bathtub.

Luo Weige: "..."

Jiang Lingchen held her waist and sat up straight: "So?"

"Then should you explain to me why you appeared with other women?"

"That's my sister-in-law."

"There is also a child, who is that? He is holding it on your arm."

"My sister-in-law's child, who do you think it is?"

Jiang Lingchen pulled her forward, "Should she call you, little aunt?"

Luo Weige took a deep breath: "With the two of them, you can't go out to help me, right? You are holding him and still laughing."

"What a stingy little aunt, even jealous of children."

Jiang Lingchen said with a half-smile, "You even cursed me."

Luo Weige inexplicably felt that something was wrong, but Jiang Lingchen's explanation was too candid.

On the contrary, it seemed that her jealousy was too petty.

"You thought I didn't say anything. I made a mistake."

She was about to go down, but Jiang Lingchen pulled her back.

"It's my turn to ask, where did you go if you weren't with him?

Not at home, not in the school district, not in the villa given to you, not even the Luo family.

Did you wander to the moon?"

Luo Weige was about to explain, but suddenly noticed something was wrong.

"So, you've been looking for me tonight?"

She suddenly remembered that when she entered the door just now, Jiang Lingchen was dressed neatly, as if he had just entered the door not long ago.

Even at the entrance, I didn't see the shoes he changed into.

She subconsciously wanted to glance at him to see if he really hadn't changed. The next second, she quickly averted her eyes.

Damn it, why are the suit pants soaked in water and yet they fit so tightly?

Don't let her see things she shouldn't!

"I don't want grandma to check the post and find no one."

Jiang Lingchen said calmly, "If you are still involved with Jiang Fuyun, I will kill him."

The anger in his eyes flashed past, and it didn't look like he was faking it.

"I don't want to think too much." Luo Weige sighed, "Mr. Jiang, I don't intend to interfere in your private life.

But we should all be more careful in public places."

"Have you and Lu Zhanyan been careful about their behavior in public?"

"We were discussing papers and experiments!"

Jiang Lingchen raised three wet fingers: "Time for three cigarettes."

Luo Weige quickly held his hand.

"Next time I will interact with you in five minutes and not leave you alone for so long."

"You think I care about time?"

"Then it's me who you can't care about, right?" She said tentatively.

Jiang Lingchen's expression was subtle: "Get a bath towel."

Luo Weige tried to get up, but quickly fell down softly.

The whole body was pressed tightly against Jiang Lingchen's chest.

Veins popped up on his hands and his voice was hoarse: "What do you want to do again?"

"I can't get up." Her voice was soft. "My bones feel a little soft."

"Then what do you want?"

Luo Weige tilted her head and smiled drunkenly: "You can stand upright."

Jiang Lingchen closed his eyes forbearingly: "Shut up. Why are you pretending to be drunk?"

"I'm really not pretending, I really can't get up."

Luo Weige wanted to wet him, "My head is dizzy, you are cool, I will cool you down."
Chapter completed!