Kissing her soft cherry lips, wanting to plunder but afraid of being hurt, wanting to leave, but reluctant to let go, feeling her breath around him, feeling her soft body in his arms, feeling that she is safe at the moment
, no one can hurt her, so she feels a little at ease.
She wanted to push him away, but there was a faint salty feeling between her lips and teeth, mixed with trembling breath, reaching straight to her heart. She froze in pushing him, and they didn't separate until her breathing was about to stop. In the darkness, the two of them gasped.
Panting, he hugged her, his arms tightly hugging her waist, and his soft lips touched her brows again and again.
"I never want to see you hurt again... never again... never again..."
At the dinner table the next day, Zhuyue looked at the neatly dressed Su Mang curiously, "Aren't you going to rest at home today?"
"No," Su Mang shook his head, "Didn't you hear what I said to Mo Jue yesterday? If I didn't go, he would have thought I was afraid of him!"
Zhuyue glanced at Jiang Liuyun. Jiang Liuyun said nothing, but the cold expression on his face made people shudder. He never dared to look at her again. He took the time to eat a full meal and send Su Mang to school.
He sent Su Mang to the gate of Minghan College, opened the car door for Su Mang, helped her out, and said hesitantly: "Otherwise, I won't go to the company today. I'll just wait here. If you need anything, call my cell phone."
"Don't worry, I'm fine," Su Mang smiled brightly, "Yesterday I was tricked by that old witch because she was a teacher. Today I know who she is, how can I still suffer a loss? This is Minghan College, not that old witch
It’s a place where you can run wild as you like, so don’t worry and go back, I’m sure I’ll be fine.”
Su Mang is right, that is Minghan College, not a place where Xue Ying can run wild!
After Zhuyue sent Su Mang out, Jiang Liuyun said lightly: "Zhui Feng, call your Seventh Young Master and tell those two fake teachers to get out."
Zhui Feng responded and called Ming Che's cell phone. Ming Che was as calm as ever and said yes without even asking the reason.
By the time he finished calling Mingche, Jiang Liuyun had already gone upstairs. Zhui Feng knew that this matter was far from over, and his young master would never let that woman go so easily.
Just as he was about to go into the study to pack his things, the housekeeper came in with a large bag of things in his hand, "Master Feng, someone just sent this to the young lady. Look..."
"Give it to me." Zhui Feng took the thing.
A kraft paper bag, the bag was bulging, and there was nothing written on the cover. Zhui Feng touched it carefully, it looked like a photo or something.
photo?
Zhui Feng felt something in his heart, hesitated for a moment, and then tore open the bag.
He knew Su Mang's temper. If he looked at her things without permission, she would at most lose her temper and scold him. As long as he apologized properly, she would not blame him for long.
But if the contents of this bag were what he thought, the consequences would be disastrous.
The bag was torn open, Zhui Feng reached in, and sure enough, he took out a stack of photos, and the person on the photo was indeed as he thought. It was Jiang Liuyun who had gone to various bars and nightclubs with various women in the past.
Zhui Feng looked at the dozens of photos in the paper bag and felt a chill in his heart.
What a risk!
Fortunately, he looked at it, otherwise if Su Mang saw these photos, there would definitely be another big fuss, and the relationship between her and the young master, which had just eased a little, would have dropped to the freezing point again.
