obsessed with love

Chapter 22 Return of Sanity
Qiao Anming walked up to the second floor step by step with her tender body hot in her arms.

It's not that he didn't struggle, after all, he was a normal man with a beautiful woman in his arms!But decades of career in shopping malls have allowed him to hone his amazing concentration. This woman is very beautiful, but no matter how beautiful she is, she is just a woman, and she is a frivolous nightclub woman. Be her antidote yourself!
"Wow..." With a sound, Du Ruo, who was in a free state, was thrown directly into the cold water of the bathtub, and the hot skin was thoroughly soaked by the cold water. She couldn't help shivering, and her reason returned to her body.

"What are you doing!" Finally opened his eyes, surrounded by the white lights of the bathroom!

"Help you!" Qiao Anming said with indifference on his face, and then he went downstairs. Not long after, he brought up an ice bucket, and with a crash, all the ice cubes in the bucket fell on her...

"Hiss..." Du Ruo cried out from the cold, her pores were dilated, but her whole body felt comfortable, and all her desires retreated into the cave like a goblin haunting in the middle of the night. She buried her body tremblingly, and those chaotic emotions disappeared. Little by little...

Qiao Anming turned his head away, not daring to look at the alluring view in the bathtub, so he took a towel from the shelf and threw it to her.

Du Ruo gave him a sharp look: "Get out!"

This time it's Qiao Anming who is angry, what's wrong with this woman?It was like that just now, and it's like this again now!Simply sick!
He didn't bother to argue with her, because the clothes on his body were already half wet after the entanglement just now, so he grabbed a dry towel and wiped it off, and walked out without saying a word.

After about an hour, Du Ruo slowly came down from the second floor wrapped in a bath towel.

Thinking of his sturdy appearance just now, his head was full of gold stars, and he really wanted to slap himself dizzy.

"Okay?" Qiao Anming came out of the kitchen with a cup of hot coffee in his hand.

"Hmm. That... I'm sorry... I just... that..." The words were incoherent, and tended to become darker and darker.

Qiao Anming didn't have the patience to listen to her at all, so he stuffed the coffee into her hand and walked into the bathroom by himself.

The hot temperature from the rim of the cup slowly spread through the palm of the hand, and the skin that was so cold and numb also woke up a little bit. Du Ruo breathed a sigh of relief and began to visit this villa.

It should be a rich man, not everyone can afford to sell his car just now and this house now.It's just that because of her younger brother's illness, Du Ruo has suffered from poverty since she was a child, so Du Ruo is somewhat prejudiced against rich people, and when she encounters Xu Xiaoya's incident again, she feels that rich people have no morals and integrity!

What's more, this rich man is still a middle-aged uncle with a stern face. Although he has helped himself, the process is a bit exaggerated, and he doesn't know how to pity and cherish jade at all!

Looking at the decoration of this villa, although it is exquisite, it is too serious, and there is no trace of home at all. It looks like, like a museum...

Du Ruo couldn't help laughing, recalling Qiao Anming's performance and expression just now, secretly guessing, this uncle seems to have obstacles in that respect!

When Qiao Anming came out of the bathroom, the sweater on his body had already been taken off, leaving only the navy blue shirt, which was well cut and flat, outlining a figure that did not match his age.

"Oh... Uncle, you are in good shape!" Du Ruo took the opportunity to tease, brazenly leaning against the wall and laughing, trying to alleviate the embarrassing atmosphere.

But Uncle Qiao didn't eat her set, just ignored it, and went to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water.

"Your coffee is delicious, don't you drink it?" Du Ruo asked holding the coffee.

"..." Uncle Qiao continued to ignore!

Du Ruo made fun of himself, looked around, and said again: "Do you live alone? Are you still single at your age? Divorced or widowed?"

In a word, he finally managed to attract Qiao Anming's attention, but he answered completely irrelevantly: "Are you okay, if you're okay, you can go!"

"I don't have any money on me, why don't you give it to me?"

You... Poor Uncle Joe was defeated again, took out his wallet with a cold face, drew a note and handed it to her: "Take a taxi and go back!"

Du Ruo took the money in trepidation, and did not forget to spread the money out under the light to take photos of the authenticity, as if he had been in the "jianghu" all year round, and finally patted his fingers on the banknotes and put them in his pocket.

"Thank you! Leave a contact information, and I will return the money to you later!" Du Ruo asked.

"unnecessary!"

"You've helped me today, so I must treat you to a meal."

"I really don't need it!" The expression on Qiao Anming's face was extremely dark, and when he heard that she wanted to invite him to dinner, he was shocked.

This night was simply too fantastic for him, Qiao Anming. It was like watching a thriller, no, a disaster movie, and he was still in shock.

Seeing his ungrateful look, Du Ruo was devastated, ran upstairs and wrapped his clothes in his clothes to say goodbye to him, muttering, "Lonely old man, lonely old man...then opened the door and went out.

(End of this chapter)