The madam is cool and sassy when she slaps her face

Chapter 913: Isn’t this familiar?

A cold and gloomy voice sounded, warm breath sprayed on her face, and her long eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.

Ling Qing'an smiled silently, reached out and patted away the hand holding her chin, and raised his eyes again, with the corners of his lips raised, a soft smile between his eyebrows, but with a hint of coolness in his eyes.

"No matter where I go, it seems to have nothing to do with Mr. Wen."

Wen Jichen looked at the face in front of him that was full of smiles but without any warmth, and the bloodthirsty light in his eyes deepened.

Falsehood.

At some point, the trick she used to deal with outsiders was also used on him.

"It has nothing to do with it? Ha, Ling Qing'an, you didn't say that before."

"Mr. Wen also said that was in the past. Do you think I am someone who will hold on to the past?"

She held her mobile phone in one hand, and supported the man's chest with the other hand holding her ID card. She leaned back slightly, trying to widen the distance between the two.

But it was all in vain. The man held her waist with one hand. No matter how far apart they were, the two of them were still close at hand.

Wen Jichen's thin lips were slightly curved. There was a faint fragrance in the girl's conversation, and the cold and pleasant smell of her body invaded all his senses. His red lips opened and closed, but the words he spoke made people want to break her neck.

"I advise Mr. Wen not to always think about the past. After all, people still have to look forward, right? If you don't look forward, how will you know how stupid the so-called... past was."

Wen Jichen's expression changed, and the dangerous aura and gloomy mood were transmitted to Ling Qing'an through the strength of his hands.

Feeling the strength on his waist, Ling Qingan frowned slightly, but never made a sound.

Wen Jichen looked at her calmly, taking in her expression into his eyes. He gradually loosened his hands, but his voice was cold and without any warmth.

"Ling Qing'an, it seems that you are determined to make me angry today."

"Mr. Wen, please don't put a high hat on my head. I'm a good citizen. I go to work, live a good life, and make money every day. I don't have the ability to make you angry. Besides, we don't know each other well."

"Unfamiliar?" Wen Jichen sneered, looking at her beautiful face and... red lips, he reached out again to pinch her chin, and suddenly lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, his sharp and deep eyes Looking directly into her eyes, "What now? Are you familiar?"

"Are you crazy?!"

The man's kiss made Ling Qing'an's body stiffen for a moment, and after he reacted, his eyes were filled with vigilance.

Wen Jichen's eyebrows darkened slightly, the hand holding her jaw gradually tightened, and he asked repeatedly:
"What now? Are you familiar?"

Ling Qing'an looked at the paranoid and somewhat crazy man in front of him, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart.

"Wen Jichen, are you sick?"

When Wen Jichen heard this, he laughed softly, as if she was really seriously ill. He pinched her chin, slightly raised her face, and spoke in a low and magnetic voice.

"Isn't this familiar?"

Ling Qing'an looked at the man's evil face up close, and Junmei saw the urge that made people want to slap him away.

"Wen Jichen, regardless of whether we are familiar with each other, our previous relationship was worse than strangers. Now you have Wenxiang Nephrite and I have a leaf to know autumn. What are you doing? Don't act like you can't live without me. .”

"Ling Qing'an, you can try to challenge my patience again."

Wen Jichen stared into Ling Qing'an's eyes, his voice was cold, and the haze in his deep and deep eyes was getting deeper and deeper, so intense that it almost solidified.

Having been in the mall for many years, he has never been an impatient person, and he has never questioned his patience and self-control.

However, every time, the woman named Ling Qing'an was able to make all his patience collapse.

Let his patience and self-control always retreat again and again until there is no retreat and no bottom line.

In fact, Ling Qing'an has become his bottom line and self-control.

But his self-control seems to be not as good as before.

Ling Qing'an's eyes moved slightly and she struggled in his arms, "Okay, I won't challenge your patience. Can you please let me go now? It's time for me to board the plane."

As Ling Qingan's last words fell, the temperature at the entire boarding gate instantly dropped by ten degrees. Wen Jichen's eyes were dark, with a layer of storm gathering under his eyes. "Are you too naive, or have I been too indulgent of you?"

Ling Qing'an's brows immediately darkened, and when he raised his head, he saw Wen Jichen's lips raised slightly, his smile cold and biting, but his handsome face, like his voice, had no warmth at all.

It was as if the warmth and pampering just now had passed away and ceased to exist, just like himself, capricious.

"What do you mean?"

Looking at the warm smiling face in front of him, Ling Qingan subconsciously took a step back, but was forcefully pulled back by the man.

Wen Jichen did not answer her question, and his deep eyes fell on the mobile phone in her hand.

Paris?

Last time it was country R, ​​now it's Paris. How many years does she plan to stay this time?
Why does she always want to escape?
Why can't you just stay by his side?

Did he treat her badly?

Ling Qing'an, you have endless ways of challenging my patience.

But this time, he obviously had no patience!
"Qing'an, you are naughty, really naughty! When will you be obedient? Huh?"

The man's voice was gentle and gentle, and his warm fingertips rubbed her cheek. He was obviously smiling, but the smile seemed to be frozen, which made her eyes sting.

Hearing this, Ling Qing'an became more vigilant and defensive, and suddenly struggled out of the man's arms.

"Why should I listen to you? Let me go!"

open?

Impossible in this lifetime!
Wen Jichen grabbed her wrist and easily took away her mobile phone, ID card and passport.

"Wen Jichen!!" Ling Qing'an panicked, struggled, and reached out to grab it.

Wen Jichen turned a deaf ear and threw the things in his hands to the assistant behind him, then reached out and pinched her chin. His face, which had not expressed much in the past, was now covered with frost.

The sound that escaped from the thin lips was shuddering.

"Qing'an, I have given you a chance. I have told you many times, but you are not obedient. Will you only be obedient if I lock you up?"

Ling Qing'an's pupils suddenly shrank, and a sharp stabbing pain suddenly came from her head. She had no time to care and struggled instinctively.

"I don't want it, please let me go! Let me go!"

But how can a woman's strength be compared to a man's domineering power? Wen Jichen tightly restrained her erratic hands behind his back, and the blood gradually filled his eyes.

"Ling Qing'an, if you dare to run, I'll break your legs!"

"Wen Jichen, you madman, what do you want to do? What on earth do you want to do?!"

Wen Jichen lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him, looking at her face that was flushed with excitement and anger but still beautiful.

These familiar eyebrows and eyes once gave him the brightest smile, and their eyes were always shining and full of energy when looking at him.

What was affectionate in the past has now become something to be avoided.

What does he want to do?
He doesn't know what he wants to do!
He just wanted her legs that loved to run out to stay for him.

She was so disobedient and always liked to make him angry.

It didn't make people worry before, but now it's even more uneasy.

There was a storm in Wen Jichen's blood-stained eyes, which gradually rose with the girl's resistance.

"go home with me."

(End of this chapter)