Jiang Lan nodded stiffly.

So, he leaned over and kissed her.

Jiang Lan grasped his collar tightly with her fingers and slowly closed her eyes. When she pulled him, she knew what would happen if she left him behind.

So, she didn't resist.

His kiss was a bit fierce, making Jiang Lan almost breathless. Her face gradually turned red, her brain lacked oxygen, and she began to feel dizzy.

She felt a chill on her body and suddenly opened her eyes. From the corner of her eye, she saw him throwing the bath towel far away.

Before Jiang Lan could react, she was pushed onto the bed, and the man's weight pressed down on her.

He moved his fingers all the way down, and the kiss moved from her lips to her neck, moving down little by little.

Jiang Lan grabbed the sheets and whispered, "Where is Pei Qingsheng?"

...

The ambiguous atmosphere ended abruptly, and the man leaning on her shoulder stopped moving.

After a brief silence, he raised his head and met Jiang Lan's eyes.

"Finally said it?"

Jiang Lan lowered her eyes and avoided his gaze, feeling like a meat bun beating a dog.

She forgot that this man was Lu Jingchi. Even at this time, she would not be carried away by desire.

To be precise, he knew his purpose from the beginning, but he just used his plan to take advantage first.

Having already reached this point, Jiang Lan could only bite the bullet and continue to ask, "Is he still alive?"

Lu Jingchi sneered and turned her head, forcing her to look at him.

"Sacrificing so much for him? You don't hesitate to use sex to serve others." He lingered with his fingers on her face, and his tone was neither hot nor angry, "It's really sincere."

Jiang Lan was slightly startled.

"You know very well about my relationship with him, why do you need to say such things to irritate me?"

There was a sneer on Lu Jingchi's lips, "Of course I know, my childhood sweetheart, your child adoptive husband, the person you really want to marry, it's just a pity..."

Jiang Lan opened his mouth, but before he could speak, his fingertips pressed his lips.

"You want to say, if it weren't for me and the old man, you must be a very happy couple now, right?"

Jiang Lan stopped talking and chose to shut up.

Although that's not what she wanted to say, it's not close to it.

"But having said that, he is indeed a tolerant person. He has been hiding quietly for so long, and even now, he has not revealed any clues."

Jiang Lan's eyes widened. She didn't understand what he said, but her heartbeat was vaguely erratic.

"What's the meaning?"

"It's not interesting. Since you worked so hard to get the news about him, I'll give you a chance."

Jiang Lan's eyes flickered, and before she could figure it out, he had already left her.

He walked to the sofa, sat down, and lit a cigarette, "Let's show something interesting."

Jiang Lan frowned, "What's so interesting?"

He folded his legs and said casually: "You think about it for yourself. As long as it makes me happy, I will tell you."

Jiang Lan got up from the bed and stared at the man.

She couldn't figure it out.

"Can you just tell me how you want me to do it?"

Lu Jingchi looked at her with a half-smile but not a smile. The look in his eyes made Jiang Lan's scalp tingle. She felt that this was not a serious performance.

He suddenly bent down, opened the wooden drawer under the table, took out a wooden box from it, threw it casually, and threw it on the bed.

The box was thrown open, and the contents inside were scattered out, and there were all kinds of strange things.

Jiang Lan's pupils shrank slightly.

She naturally recognized these things because she had used them before. They were things Lu Jingchi prepared to test whether she could speak out. After trying them a few times, he lost interest.
Chapter completed!