Such gentle pampering is like the closest lover. Once upon a time, she did think so too, and even fell into the web woven by his pampering and couldn't extricate herself. But now? Times have changed, things have changed, and she
Can it sink again?
Suddenly she felt a little aggrieved, and silence spread, making her chest feel tight.
She put away his hand and her face darkened: "Mayor Gu, thank you for rescuing me tonight. It's getting late, I think I should go back."
She almost wanted to get up, but her hand was held by Gu Nianchen, and she immediately returned to his side. The body that had just been bathed exuded a fresh and light fragrance, and if there was any trace of it entering her breath, Gu Nianchen took a deep breath.
In one breath: "Qiaoqiao, stay here tonight..."
His big hands reached out from the blanket and covered her breasts through the towel, followed by a kiss.
"Well, Gu Nianchen--" Their lips and teeth were mingling, almost inseparable. Cen Zhiqiao was stunned for a moment, and then jumped up: "Gu Nianchen, you can be more shameless."
After escaping from his restraint, Cen Zhiqiao couldn't help but curse, and raised his hand to wipe his mark on his neck. His eyes were actually cold.
"You..." Her actions caught his eye, and Gu Nianchen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "How can I be shameless when I touch my own woman?"
Cen Zhiqiao blinked, this person...
"Let me say it again, I am not your woman, Chu Qiao is your woman, so if you need anything, you should go back to her, not me." Cen Zhiqiao gritted his teeth, his tone a little harsh.
Gu Nianchen narrowed his eyes: "What if she is not my woman? If Chu Qiao is not my woman, can you stay with me?"
Cen Zhiqiao was stunned and looked up at him in disbelief - what did he mean by this?
Gu Nianchen seemed to have no intention of explaining. Seeing her silence, he stopped talking. The two of them just looked at each other quietly, each with their own thoughts.
In the end, it was Gu Nianchen who spoke first.
"I have opened another room, and you can sleep here tonight. I have put the clothes on your bedside, and the ointment. Apply some on your forehead before going to bed, and take some anti-inflammatory medicine. The swelling should be reduced by tomorrow morning.
." He rambled on for a while. It seemed that he was not used to saying so many words at once. After finishing speaking, he was slightly out of breath.
Cen Zhiqiao listened quietly, as if a source of heat slowly seeped into her heart. She closed her eyes, tried her best to suppress the frenzied emotions in her heart because of his words, and said quietly: "No need, I think.
go home."
Immediately, he felt a sense of frustration, how difficult it was for him to say such words, but this woman not only did not respond, but also looked like she wanted to run away.
Watching her pick up the clothes and turn around and enter the bathroom, he followed her, but was locked out.
"Cen Zhiqiao--" he exclaimed outside the door, his face stern.
What answered him was just a rustling sound. After a while, Cen Zhiqiao changed his clothes and came out. Gu Nianchen was still standing at the door of the bathroom with his arms folded. He glanced coldly, and his face was actually a bit darker than before.
.
"I said I want you to stay." He frowned and spoke calmly.
"No." Cen Zhiqiao also had a bad expression: "I must go home."
"You..." Gu Nianchen's face turned extremely dark, and he held her wrist tighter, wanting to crush her.
Cen Zhiqiao couldn't help but frown, feeling a little hurt, but she gritted her teeth and refused to beg for mercy. She just looked at him with cold eyes.
"I want to go home!" He said each word clearly.
His wrist was put down sluggishly. Gu Nianchen grabbed the car keys impatiently, walked to the door, and looked back at her: "Aren't you leaving yet?"
The light tone was an expression of suppressed emotions. Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, he felt a burst of hatred: I really don’t know what kind of woman she is. She doesn’t have the meekness that a woman should have. She has a bad temper and is as hard as a stone!
It was already past eleven o'clock at night when he got home. Cen Shanfang was anxiously calling her phone number over and over again. Seeing that the person came back safely, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Secretary Zhang said that you were taken away by Gu Nianchen. Where did he take you? Were you bullied?"
His words were still in his mind, replaying them over and over again. Cen Zhiqiao originally had a headache, but now he felt more and more uncomfortable. He raised his hand and stroked his forehead, "No, you just took me to sober up. It's okay, Dad."
"Really?" He obviously didn't believe it.
"Dad, I'm so tired. Let's go back and rest first. If you have anything else, we'll talk about it tomorrow." Cen Zhiqiao didn't have the strength to explain, so he went upstairs first.
With a tired look on his face, Cen Shanfang originally had many things to ask, but at this time Cen Shanfang could not say anything and just nodded: "Then you have a good rest and don't think about other things."
She must have had a restless sleep. She got up late the next day. When she went to the company with a pair of panda eyes, it was already lunch time. As soon as she walked to the office, she saw Zhang Ranzheng holding a newspaper and reading happily.
Cen Zhiqiao put down his handbag: "Are you so happy to find your wallet?"
Zhang Ranzheng was suffering from the lack of anyone to share with him. When he saw Cen Zhiqiao, he suddenly became energetic: "I am happier than picking up a wallet. Miss Cen, see for yourself. Today's news is really exciting."
The way he was dancing was very different from his usual working state. Cen Zhiqiao trembled at the corners of his lips, "It's not an entertainment newspaper. What breaking news will be in those morning papers?"
The words stopped abruptly, and the entire newspaper reported the same thing - Tenglong Group changed hands overnight, the company's stock price fell sharply, and the original president Huo Jianxiong was missing.
Looking at the newspaper, Cen Zhiqiao was in a daze for a while.
Was he the one who did this again? Because of her, he took action again?
Her heart was trembling almost imperceptibly, and she couldn't describe her emotions at this moment. Thinking of his words last night, she bit her lip. Wasn't he kidding?