Qiao Jing'e frowned tightly, her eyes moved to Zhan Qi Pei's lips, her chest heaved slightly, her heart skipped a beat, she opened her red lips and bit the man's mouth hard.
"hiss--"
A muffled groan of pain came from the man's mouth, and his movements stopped at this moment.
Qiao Jing gritted his teeth and took advantage of this moment to push the person away, leaning against the wall and panting slightly.
The rising temperature between the two suddenly dropped and returned to normal.
After Qiao Jing came to his senses, he saw tiny drops of blood pouring out from the broken part of the man's lip. His proud chest was rising and falling, and anger was burning in his eyes, which were extremely cold.
"Zhan Qi Pei, are you sick?"
Zhan Qi Pei raised his hand and wiped off the blood on his lips with his thumb. After the blood stained his thin lips a red color, he licked his lips, and the sweet and fishy taste gradually spread in his mouth.
He curled his lips weakly.
"Yes, I am sick, and my medicine is you."
Listening to the man's words and watching the man's movements, Qiao Jing was distracted for a moment.
"Although I have good medical skills, I'm sorry, but I really can't cure your disease. I've decided to divorce you!"
After Zhan Qipei heard the last sentence, his body trembled and he felt even more chilled. He forced a bitter smile.
"I will never sign a divorce agreement. I have torn up the one you put on my desk!"
Qiao Jing was stunned for a moment.
What? A divorce agreement?
Only then did she remember Zhan Qi Pei's words just now.
"What divorce agreement?"
Zhan Qipei laughed at himself.
"Stop pretending. Since you have decided to divorce me, what's the point of pretending to be with me now?"
Qiao Jing was confused and muttering in his heart.
What happened? What happened? How come she didn’t know there was a divorce agreement?
at this time!
Qiao Jing's cell phone rang suddenly, interrupting their conversation.
She looked at Zhan Qipei with doubts, but decided to see who called first.
A name is displayed on the phone screen.
Xu Moqian.
Why is he calling here at this time?
Qiao Jing pressed the answer button, and as soon as she put the phone to her ear, the other party's excited voice came over.
"Sister Jing! How's it going? Have Zhan Qi Pei signed the divorce agreement?"
Without waiting for Qiao Jing to answer, Xu Moqian continued talking smugly.
"I specially prepared it for you. I didn't tell you just to give you a surprise so that he wouldn't be able to pester you."
Qiao Jing understood what had happened and became even more speechless.
"Haha, what you did is so beautiful, ah, just wait for me!"
"Is this signed? Hahahaha, I knew-"
Before Xu Moqian could finish speaking, Qiao Jing hung up the phone.
Because of the rain, there were no passers-by around, so Zhan Qi Pei and Qiao Jing were crowded in this place that could only cover one person.
The two of them were very close, which allowed Zhan Qipei to hear the content of the phone call.
Zhan Qipei was stunned, with a look of astonishment on his face. He released his hand from Qiao Jing's waist and lowered his head in panic.
When Qiao Jing saw Zhan Qi Pei acting like a child who had made a mistake, the anger in his heart disappeared and he even found it a bit funny.
After going on for so long, the whole thing turned out to be a mistake.
Looking at Zhan Qipei's lowered head, she subconsciously reached out and touched it.
Wet black hair stuck to his forehead, and Qiao Jing lifted his bangs for him.
She explained one last time.
"I went to the bar with Ni Yue. When she went to the toilet, Wu Xirui came over and sat down. When I wanted to hide away, you came over.
As for the divorce agreement, I don’t think I need to explain it too much, right?"
Zhan Qipei hummed, and his dim eyes lit up again.
As soon as Ni Yue and Lu Zijiao came out, they saw——
Zhan Qipei took off his coat without saying a word. Although it was already wet, he still stubbornly supported Qiao Jing and took her into the car.
The two onlookers were relieved and returned to the bar.
Lu Zijiao breathed a sigh of relief.
"The couple have reconciled again, and we have nothing to worry about."
Ni Yue glanced at Lu Zijiao.
"It's fine, I think they are not suitable! Let's just get divorced."
Lu Zijiao squeaked, "Do you understand whether to encourage union or separation?"
Ni Yue rolled her eyes, "If Xiao Jingjing doesn't divorce, how can I marry Qiao Jingjing?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Zijiao's eyes suddenly widened as big as bells.
real or fake?
This woman actually has an impure mind?
Speaking of which, he seemed to have heard Zhan Qi Pei mention something about Ni Yue before...
I go!
"Isn't it too miserable, Mr. Zhan? Not only must we guard against men, we must also guard against women. Tsk tsk tsk-"
As soon as Zhan Qipei returned to the car, he turned on the air conditioner in the car and raised the temperature.
Qiao Jing also took off his soaked coat and put it on his lap.
The two of them were silent all the way, but Qiao Jing could feel Zhan Qi Pei's secret glances several times, and the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.
After the wet two returned home, Zhan Qi Pei didn't even have time to take off his shoes. He quickly went to Qiao Jing's room, took out a few tissues, dried his hands, and opened the closet.
He chose a tight-fitting sweater because he felt it was warmer. After grabbing some other clothes, he hurried out.
Qiao Jing had just finished taking off her shoes when she saw Zhan Qi Pei bringing her clothes over.
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
Zhan Qipei thoughtfully helped her put her clothes in the bathroom rack and pushed Qiao Jing into the bathroom.
"You go take a shower, it won't be good if you catch a cold."
Qiao Jing wanted to ask, but the bathroom door was closed and he knocked on the door, reminding her to wash up quickly and avoid getting cold.
After Qiao Jing came out of the shower, she heard a noise from the kitchen.
After she walked to the door with her slippers on, she found that Zhan Qi Pei was still wearing the wet clothes and was busy at the dining table, with something still cooking in the pot.
Zhan Qi Pei seemed to have a telepathic connection with Qiao Jing. He turned around and saw each other.
He turned off the fire and opened the lid of the pot.
Qiao Jing smelled the smell of ginger and guessed what he was cooking.
Zhan Qi Pei scooped up a bowl of ginger soup, put it on the table, and said, "Sit down and drink some to warm your stomach."
"Well, you go take a shower first."
Zhan Qi Pei was actually a mysophobic person. After getting wet in the rain, his body was sticky, but he could still endure the wetness and cook a bowl of ginger soup for her in the kitchen.
The other party responded and went back to the room to get his clothes. When he passed by the dining table, he saw Qiao Jing drinking ginger tea and then he felt relieved and entered the bathroom.
After Zhan Qipei took a shower, he smelled a scent as soon as he opened the bathroom door.
Qiao Jing cooked two bowls of noodles and fried two eggs to cover the noodles. He caught a glimpse of Zhan Qi Pei's figure in his peripheral vision.