When Zhan Nan and Zhan Bei returned home, they immediately put their swollen face in front of Cao Rushan.
"Mom, look, Qiao Jin hit us!" There were shoe marks on Zhan Nan's face, which made Cao Rushan very angry.
Zhan Bei also echoed, "Mom, she knocked out two of my teeth!! She hooked up with us, and we ignored her, so she just beat us!"
When Cao Rushan saw Zhan Nan and Zhan Bei being beaten like this, she was so angry that she took her son to find Su Manhan.
When Qiao Jing returned home, she happened to meet Zhan Qi Pei's eyes. He was sitting on the sofa, staring in the direction of the door. When he saw the person he was waiting for coming back, he stood up immediately.
When he saw the clothes Qiao Jing was wearing, Zhan Qi Pei's dark eyes flashed with a hidden light. He moved closer to the woman and said, "Why didn't you tell me in advance when you were going to the bar? I can pick you up and take you home."
"You were in the company at that time, and Ni Yue sent me back. It's okay." Qiao Jing didn't notice anything strange about Zhan Qi Pei, so she was about to go to her room.
Seeing that the person was about to leave, Zhan Qipei reached out and took Qiao Jing's wrist, "Aren't you cold in wearing so little? Next time I go to the bar, I'll go with you. We can't wear so little anymore."
When he heard that Qiao Jing was going with Ni Yue, Zhan Qi Pei's jealousy was immediately overturned.
Why would Ni Yue take his wife to the bar?
"Ni Yue said, let me not wear so much. Besides, I can't wear such thick clothes when going to a bar, right?" Qiao Jing said calmly.
When Zhan Qipei heard this, his face suddenly darkened.
What does Ni Yue mean? Does he really have thoughts about his wife?
He actually asked his wife to wear less clothes? Was he trying to take advantage of this opportunity?!
Zhan Qipei looked at the short-sleeved top that Qiao Jing was wearing. Because of her proud figure, it looked a little tight, which caused the top to outline her figure. The denim shorts were only as long as her
Above her knees, her long legs comparable to those of a world supermodel were exposed.
He couldn't let Qiao Jing go to the bar with Ni Yue again.
Zhan Qipei pulled Qiao Jing to prevent her from going back to the room, and said, "Did anything happen at the bar?"
When she heard this question, Qiao Jing hesitated. The matter between Zhan Nan and Bei was not a big deal, and she didn't want to tell Zhan Qi Pei.
Otherwise, according to the formation of the last battle with Qi Pei, she was worried that there would be another quarrel because of her.
"No." Qiao Jing replied calmly.
Zhan Qi Pei pulled the person in front of him, smelled the smell of tobacco and alcohol on Qiao Jing's body, and raised his long eyebrows, "Have you smoked?"
"I got it at the bar. I don't smoke." Qiao Jing retracted her hand and sniffed her arm. Sure enough, it smelled like smoke.
Qiao Jing frowned, she didn't like the smell of cigarette smoke, "I'm going to take a shower."
Suddenly, a strong and powerful shoulder appeared on Qiao Jing's slender waist, and by the time she realized it, she was already wrapped in Zhan Qi Pei's arms.
The smell of male hormones in a man lingered around Qiao Jing. She listened to the man's strong heartbeat, one after another, and it seemed to jump into her heart.
Then, a furry head was buried in the crook of her neck.
The tip of Zhan Qipei's nose was filled with the cool and light fragrance of Qiao Jing, which was also mixed with the smell of tobacco and alcohol. He sniffed hard for fear of smelling the smell of other men.
Qiao Jing was a little itchy by Zhan Qi Pei's hair, and she stretched out her hand to push him away, "I smell of cigarette smoke, and I have to take a shower now."
But Zhan Qi Pei remained motionless and gradually increased the force of his restraint.
His big hands were placed on Qiao Jing's soft waist, and his calloused fingertips were rubbed through her clothes.
"Let go, what are you smelling?" Qiao Jing said helplessly.
The man's hair was tied into the nape of his neck again and again, and his hot breath sprayed on it. Qiao Jing shrank his neck.
"I'm smelling someone else's scent."
After hearing Zhan Qi Pei's sudden words, Qiao Jing couldn't help but reveal a faint smile, "No, let go."
She didn't believe that Zhan Qi Pei could smell anything. There was nothing else on her body except the smell of cigarettes and alcohol.
If only it smelled like someone else's.
Maybe there will be a sense of fighting between the south and the north in her fists.
"Yes!" Zhan Qipei's muffled voice came from the nape of Qiao Jing's neck.
Before Qiao Jing could give him an answer, he fell on the sofa with his arms in his arms.
Zhan Qi Pei was like a big wolf dog, constantly leaning against Qiao Jing, trying to absorb more flavor from her.
Qiao Jing was so pressed by him that she couldn't get up. She put her hands on Zhan Qi Pei's chest and tried to push him away, "You don't smell like someone else."
"I smell it." Zhan Qipei said firmly, and his big hands began to become restless, moving around Qiao Jing's back.
Qiao Jing laughed angrily at him, "Then tell me who it smells like?"
Zhan Qipei raised his head from the crook of her neck, with a look of satisfaction on his face, his dark eyes staring straight at Qiao Jing without saying a word.
When Qiao Jing met Zhan Qi Pei's eyes, she felt as if she was looking at a whirlpool and could be sucked in if she wasn't careful.
Why does he suddenly act like a child?
Qiao Jing sighed and pushed him away again. The distance between the two was much further, "I have to take a shower. I don't like the smell of smoke."
When she wanted to straighten up, she felt a numbness in her waist, and Zhan Qi Pei's calloused fingertips reached into her clothes without her knowing it.
Qiao Jing didn't want to make trouble with Zhan Qi Pei anymore, so she pushed him away with all her strength, "I told you I have to take a shower."
Zhan Qipei's eyes suddenly darkened again, he pressed the person under him again, and said in his low-mellow voice, "How about we not go to the bar? If we go, how about I go with you?"
He knows how good-looking his wife is, and there must be people chatting with her in the bar.
What's more, the clothes she wore highlighted her proud figure, and he knew exactly what those men were thinking.
Thinking of the scene where Qiao Jing was hit on, Zhan Qi Pei's jealousy boiled over and over again.
"Let me go first." Qiao Jing said.
Zhan Qipei struggled, "Then answer my question first."
The two were in a stalemate for a while, and Qiao Jing had no choice but to agree, "Okay, okay, can I promise you?"
She also had a subtle feeling in her heart.
Why did Zhan Qi Pei suddenly act like a child today?
But at this moment, Zhan Qi Pei didn't want to let go of Qiao Jing easily. He finally found an opportunity and buried his head in her arms again. "I'll wash it later. You must call me next time. Ni Yue asked you to go."
If so, I will go too."
No matter whether they are men or women, they are not allowed to approach Qiao Jing. Qiao Jing closed her eyes, staring at Zhan Qi Pei with her phoenix eyes, and her voice changed to a normal tone, "Okay, get up."
The smell of cigarette smoke has been on her body for too long, and she needs to take a shower quickly.
Zhan Qi Pei reluctantly sat up. When Qiao Jing stood up, he accidentally touched... She was slightly startled.
The man looked over with a forbearing look, his breathing became a little heavy, and when he was about to hold him in his arms again, his cell phone rang.