Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 697

"Cousin... Cousin!" Qing Qiao was sweating a little in embarrassment.

Yin Li also coughed dryly, while dodging his eyes, he hastily buttoned the shirt he had unbuttoned earlier.

Jin Ziqi looked at Song Qiyan on the opposite side, silently, then raised his hand and nodded at him, then turned and left.

Song Qiyan blinked his eyes, and when he realized it, he tried to chase after him.

However, as soon as he lifted his foot and fell down, his steps became calm and calm.

When he passed by Yin Li, he stopped and turned his head: "If you don't learn well, how can we trust Qing Qiao to you?"

"You—" Yin Li just opened his mouth, but Song Qiyan had already swayed out.

Yin Li and Yu Qingqiao looked at each other, blushing uncontrollably.

Someone who had already turned the corner in the hallway ran to the elevator and slammed the button.There were beads of sweat the size of soybeans on his forehead, and he was so anxious that the people waiting for the elevator behind him were worried about the button.

"Sir, you can't press the elevator like this." Someone reminded me kindly.

Song Qiyan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at him, and continued to press: "It's okay, my fingers don't hurt."

A group of people behind him: "..."

Jin Ziqi walked out of the hotel, still angry, and even more and more violent.

She didn't know whether she was angry at Song Qiyan for doubting herself, or angry at her thoughts being discovered.

As a result, as soon as she opened the door of the car and got in, a man rushed into the passenger seat.

Song Qiyan put on his seat belt on his own, and looked up at her: "Why, don't you want to drive?"

Jin Ziqi took a deep breath, and drove away in a cold voice: "Get out of the car."

"Why?" Song Qiyan frowned: "Why can't I take my wife's car?"

Jin Ziqi looked at him frowning implying blame, without the slightest sense of self-reflection!

She tightened her grip on the car door, then closed the door again and turned around to leave.

Before taking two steps, Song Qiyan chased after her, grabbing her arm and refusing to let go.

"Jin Ziqi!" He shouted at her impatiently.

Jin Ziqi looked at him in disbelief, this bad man is so righteous even after making a mistake.

She raised her high heels and stepped on Song Qiyan's instep.

"Ah—" Song Qiyan bowed and covered his feet, gnashing his teeth: "Jin Ziqi, you vicious woman!"

How dare you be so loud and angry? !
Jin Ziqi glared at him, picked up the handbag and hit Song Qiyan hard, then turned around and went to take a taxi.

Song Qiyan hugged his hurting head, seeing that she was about to run away, so anxious that he didn't care, he limped and followed her, and after she stopped a taxi, he got in faster than she did.

Jin Ziqi looked at the triumphant man in the back seat, and said a word: "Childish!"

But he leaned on the seat indifferently, looked at her with raised eyebrows: "Aren't you going to get in the car?"

Looking at the driver waiting there, Jin Ziqi gritted his teeth and sat in with all his might.

The taxi was driving on the elevated road, but there was a river between the two people sitting in the back seat.

Jin Ziqi felt that the way home had become extremely long.

Song Qiyan sneaked a glance at her from time to time, and then he simply stared at her openly.

"What are you looking at!" Jin Ziqi rolled his eyes at him.

Song Qiyan pursed his thin lips embarrassingly: "It's nothing, I just think you look better than the stars in the newspaper."

Another trick of sweet talk...

Jin Ziqi turned her head away in disdain, but a newspaper was handed under her nose.

"If you don't believe me, look for yourself, look here, you are prettier than her, right?"

"dont see!"

"Just take a look, just take a look."

"Song Qiyan, are you annoying?"

Jin Ziqi turned his head suddenly, pulled the newspaper, glared at him, and looked down at the newspaper.

In the next moment, Jin Ziqi's face darkened even more.

"How?" Song Qiyan slowly moved over while talking, restlessly restlessly put one hand on Jin Ziqi's shoulder, "I just said you are prettier than her, right?"

Jin Ziqi slowly raised his head and looked at him, only seeing him with an uncomfortable expression.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Song Qiyan felt guilty after being stared at, and unconsciously withdrew his hand.

"See for yourself!"

The newspaper in Jin Ziqi's hand kissed Song Qiyan's face.

Song Qiyan glanced over, his eyes were as big as copper bells, staring at a certain corner of the photo, sweating profusely.

"Who...who took the picture?" I don't know why I was a little frightened.

Sitting in the back seat, he felt that his legs were a little weak.

In the background of the photo in the newspaper, it was himself and a young and beautiful woman beside him.

Today is just a background, and it will probably become a headline tomorrow!
But, who's girl is so careless, she can't stand or not, but she stands next to him!
No matter which angle you look at from the photo, it will be mistaken for him hooking up with a young girl while shopping.

"Actually... this is a misunderstanding."

Jin Ziqi closed his eyes, simply not seeing.

Song Qiyan saw that he couldn't please him, so he broke the jar and said, "Jin Ziqi, you're going too far!"

The car stopped at the gate of Song Zhai, and Jin Ziqi got down without saying a word.

Song Qiyan paid the money depressedly, and walked quickly while scolding the reporter who took the photo.

The two returned to the main building and went upstairs at the same time.

Jin Ziqi slammed the door behind him when he walked into the bedroom.

Song Qiyan's movements were not as slow as hers, and he walked into the opposite room.

The two doors, closed at the same time, made different sounds, as if one was the echo of the other.

Jin Ziqi took off his high heels, lost his handbag, and fell on the big bed.

She looked up at the ceiling, and suddenly realized that she had been suspicious these days and had done enough embarrassing things.

Her stomach was growling with hunger, and she suddenly remembered that she hadn't eaten well all day.

Jin Ziqi wrapped himself tightly with the quilt, wishing he could just fall asleep like this and forget all the embarrassment and embarrassment.

Then she suddenly heard footsteps, furtively, and a figure was swaying in the crack of the door.

Instinctively, she jumped up from the bed and rushed to the door, trying with all her strength to stop the stinky man who was trying to break in.

Jin Ziqi pushed hard against the door, and quickly locked it before he pushed it open.

However, after locking it, I suddenly felt restless.

She went back to the bed and buried herself again, ignoring the man's angry roar and knocking on the door.

"Jin Ziqi! Open the door!"

His voice was especially loud in the silent evening, as if to wake up all the dogs in a radius of hundreds of miles.

"Jin Ziqi, why don't you let me go back to my room? I'll kick you if you don't open the door! Jin Ziqi!"

After hearing the threat, Jin Ziqi became inexplicably afraid and hesitant.

Do you want to go over and open the door?
She was about to sit up but quickly lay back down.

It can't be opened. If it is opened now, the consequences will be very serious. I don't know how he will deal with her.

But Princess Jin forgot, the consequences of not opening the door are more serious...

The pounding on the door became louder and louder, echoing the rhythm of Jin Ziqi's heartbeat.

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, Jin Ziqi got out of bed, ran into the bathroom barefoot, and came out with a basin of water.

Suppressing her chaotic heart rhythm, she walked to the door and looked up at the upper edge of the door.

Just now, when I was shocked, I thought of the plot I saw in a movie.

It seems that the protagonist inside put a basin of water above the door to deter intruders...

Jin Ziqi moved the stool in front of the dressing table, put it behind the door, and then picked up the washbasin and put it on it.

but--

She just let go, and before the stool got off, the door was kicked open with a "bang" by a backspin kick.

"what--"

Song Qiyan broke through the door and heard a scream.

"Jin Ziqi!" He looked around, but found nothing except a puddle of water at the door.

On the balcony, with the door open, the gauze curtain flutters in the wind.

Damn it, Jin Ziqi, you would rather climb the balcony to hide from me, that's too much!

Song Qiyan turned around angrily, and was about to catch this naughty woman on the lawn downstairs.

As a result, a wet slender white hand stretched out from behind the door.

Song Qiyan jumped back a few steps in fright: "Who's there?!"

"Song Qiyan, you bastard!" Jin Ziqi's voice came from behind the door.

Song Qiyan was startled, and hurriedly opened the door, only to see Jin Ziqi who was crushed to the ground by the stool.

She was wet all over, her long hair covered her face, and a washbasin was thrown beside her.

"Jin Ziqi, why did you wash your face at the door with a basin of water?"

Jin Ziqi wiped the water from his face, and angrily threw the washbasin at him: "I don't want to see you, get out!"

But in fact, instead of going out, Song Qiyan picked her up from the ground at once.

"Let go of me, Song Qiyan, let me go!"

Jin Ziqi didn't care about his embarrassment, and pushed her away in embarrassment.

"You are my wife, what's the matter with hugging you, if you don't let me go, you won't let me go!"

Song Qiyan held her tightly in his arms.

It was useless, but Jin Ziqi was still struggling hard.Hearing Song Qiyan's shortness of breath because of anger, he saw the key in his hand, "Do you think I will let you sleep peacefully until tomorrow morning?"

This hateful man obviously had the key to the room but chose to kick the door!
This hateful man became more and more cunning, did he guess that she was plotting against him at the door?

All of this finally made her angry too.

"I won't sleep in peace! I'll scold you! I'll curse you! Why did you kick the door in when you took the key?!" Jin Ziqi became angrier as he spoke, raised his slender leg, and kicked him on the calf .

Song Qiyan gasped in pain, and raised one leg, but he pinched her legs to suppress her struggle.

"I warn you not to move!"

"You let me go!"

Jin Ziqi writhed in his arms unwillingly, her body rubbed against him every now and then, and the white shirt on her body was soaked in water... Not long after, something from someone behind her was hard against her waist.

Jin Ziqi immediately settled down.

But Song Qiyan became restless and leaned into her ear and said, "It's late!"

That night, both the hostess and hostess of the Song family were absent from dinner together.

"Grandma, what are Dad and Qiqi doing in the room?" Jin Moumou tilted his head and blinked his big eyes.

Su Ningxue coughed in embarrassment: "This...you can ask them tomorrow and find out."

"Oh, then I'll ask now." Jin ran away in a hurry, and it was too late for Su Ningxue to stop her.

Five minutes later, Jin wailed loudly from the stairs.

Su Ningxue hurried over, and saw Jin Moumou coming down the stairs with small steps, with a slipper mark on his forehead.

"Qiqi is good or bad, she actually hit someone, woo woo..."

What Jin Moumou didn't know was that the slipper was meant to hit his father, but as soon as he pushed the door open happily, Song Qiyan dodged and hit him on the head.

(End of this chapter)