I don't know how many lifetimes of blessings she has cultivated
His hand gently touched the place where Shi Jing had kissed him. There was still some residual warmth, and Shi Jing's bad smell remained.
In her mind was Shi Jing's mischievous eyes, which were a bit evil, but they could not help but attract her, making her brain follow his every move.
Even though she seemed so calm on the surface, only she knew in her heart how much she actually liked his touch. Even the brief kiss would make her tremble all over.
She didn't know if she continued like this, was there any guarantee that one day she would fall in love with Shi Jing, and fall in love with this great god who was out of reach in her mind?
Her heart suddenly tightened at this moment. She couldn't forget the scene that happened in the bathroom and the touching feeling that made people blush and heartbeat.
She doesn't think she is a girl who doesn't care about her chastity or honor, but she doesn't reject all the touches Shijing brings to her. What does such a reaction mean?
Just when she was sitting in front of the dressing table in a daze, the housekeeper appeared at the door at the right time, pulling all her thoughts back.
"Miss Qian, the young master has asked you to come over."
"What are you doing again?"
After calming down the distressing mood in her heart, she frowned and responded reluctantly.
"I don't know either, the young master just asked me to deliver the message."
The butler's tone was a little flat, and he was obviously unhappy because of Qian Qianqian's unwilling attitude.
It didn't matter that she had embarrassed the young master in front of the whole world. The young master almost lost his hands for her. It didn't matter that she was ungrateful and still showed such a reluctant expression.
I don't know how many lifetimes she has been blessed by this. The young master has done to her everything he has never done to any other woman.
If there were other women, they would have been so happy that they promised the young master hundreds of times. But for her, every time the young master asked her to do something, it was like asking her to die.
Qian Qianqian sat in the room in silence for a while, then stood up from the stool and walked towards the door.
Walking to Shi Jing's door, he stretched out his hand and knocked impatiently a few times. Shi Jing's cold voice came from inside, "Come in."
Pushing the door open and going in, he saw Shi Jing sitting on the sofa, his head lowered, flipping through a piece of information in his hand.
It is said that serious men are the most handsome. Now when the great master becomes serious, he is really handsome.
At this time, he was holding the document in his hand and looking through it carefully. His short short hair covered his eyes that always showed a bit of evil, making people involuntarily imagine that his serious eyes would be like this again.
What does it look like.
Looking at the mirror reluctantly, Qian Qianqian couldn't help but sigh in her heart: At this time, the master only looks the most pleasing when he is serious, especially when he is injured.
As if sensing her presence, Shi Jing raised his eyes from the document at this moment and saw her standing at the door looking at him absentmindedly, not knowing what she was thinking.
Putting down the document in his hand, he curled his thin lips and said calmly: "Qian Qianqian, come over here if you've seen enough."
That playful voice made Qian Qianqian suddenly come back to her senses, her eyes met Shi Jing's half-smiling eyes, with a guilty look in her eyes.
Her eyes flickered for a moment, and she concealed the uneasiness in her heart, and reluctantly walked towards him.