Chapter Forty-Four How Can I Thank You?

  Qiao Ran's hand lifted An Xin's chin, making her eyes unable to escape. Ba Jie's scorching gaze made An Xin's awkward expression nowhere to hide, and she felt a little bewildered in her heart. This guy had recently been fond of using his eyes to charm people, and her golden bell cover iron shirt seemed to be expiring, unable to hold on!

  He attempted to hide behind the curtain of his bangs, but was swept aside by Qiao Rou's slender hand, revealing a perfectly imperfect 3:7 ratio of hair falling to either side. Qiao Ran's handsome face framed a pair of mesmerizing black eyes, smiling warmly as he waited for An Xin to fall into his trap.

  An Xin stared blankly at the buttons on Qiao Ran's chest, the weather had turned cool and he had already changed into a long-sleeved shirt, the dark golden trim made him look noble and majestic, the air was also filled with his unique scent, An Xin was dizzy from this smell, lost in thought, both hands clasped together, stuttering "thank you, thank you".

  Two voices thanked in unison, brief and forceful, but also somewhat flustered.

  "This apology is too simple." Raised the narrow and long eyes, the hands clasped at the waist did not loosen, unable to get a satisfactory answer, this cage would eventually trap him.

  At ease knowing that someone is uneasy with good intentions, but wanting to resist is already too late, throat tightens, "That, what do you want?"

  Qiao Yan leaned forward, pinning her to the chair with his long fingers running through her raven-black hair, holding that small face in his hands. He lowered his eyelids and gently kissed her forehead.

  The anxious heart finally fell, but there was a slight sense of regret.

  Qiao Ran's index finger touched her lips and rubbed them gently, smiling softly: "Shouldn't you thank me for this too?"

  "Stop." Anxin resisted but it was ineffective. Bajie

  It was as if the initial excitement, the smooth and sweet taste, made him involuntarily let out a satisfied sigh in his heart. His left hand lowered the height of the seat, while his right hand had already lifted up her skirt and quietly began to explore underneath. He gently nibbled on her small tongue, then suddenly sucked hard until his tongue tip felt numb before finally letting go of her delicate tongue. His teeth bit onto her bright red lips, as if chewing something, lightly grinding back and forth, enjoying the gentle scolding sounds she made.

  "Cough, cough." A cold and stern coughing sound came from outside the glass window. An Xin's body stiffened, hurriedly pulling Qiao Ran's hand out from under her clothes, turning her face away from the window, adjusting her rapid breathing. Qiao Ran frowned slightly, looking up to glance at the outside of the window with a hint of dissatisfaction.

  Cai Cai lightly knocked on the glass, her eyes were awkward but with a hint of teasing, and there was an unusual flush on her face. "I didn't mean to disturb you guys, it's just that this kind of activity shouldn't be done in a place where people come and go, right? Aren't you afraid someone will come to complain?" After finishing speaking, Cai Cai turned around, picked up her lunchbox and walked away.

  Anxin was furious and punched Qiao Ran several times.

  She rubbed her scorching cheeks with all her might, then presented a silly expression.

  My fighting spirit has dissipated! I'm done for, this time I've been seen by Aunt Cai, and even jumping into the Yellow River won't be able to wash it clean, I'm going to die! When I get back, I don't know how she'll deal with me. When God closes a window on you, he will definitely close a door for you too.

  Qiao Ran obviously didn't expect Cai Cai to appear at this time, but the result of letting her see wasn't bad either. He spoke very casually, "It's not like you were caught in bed with someone, what are you afraid of?"

  “……”

  She covered her face in distress, tears streaming down her cheeks. No matter how hard she tried to prepare herself, she had not anticipated the beast's shamelessness would be so thick-skinned. All she could do was return home and continue burning incense and praying to Saint Mary.

  At night, sitting peacefully on a wooden stool, reading the poetry collection of Shanghai zi, attempting to purify that heart which has been contaminated by worldly things, hurt, pierced, inflamed and flowed with pus, with the most beautiful and clean literature. Reciting one line, "Facing the sea." Then another line, "Hallelujah." Again reciting one line, "Spring warmth and flowers blooming." Clasping hands together, looking up to the sky in silence, tears falling, "Ha~le~lu~yah~."

  Since the door of their dormitory was repaired, no matter who pushed the door, even if it was just a slight touch, a shrill and desperate "squeak" sound would be heard, as if someone's throat was being choked and they were making their last cry for help. The sound that came at this time was like the last call of the King of Hell, and the goosebumps on An Xin's arm suddenly rose to the sky, with physiological and physical reactions flying together, her heart and brain were both deadlocked.

  She rushed to the toilet door in her slippers, and when the person outside was cast a dark shadow by the moonlight, she said angrily: "I'm not feeling well now, so I'll say four sentences directly. Adding the two previous ones, my four sentences are finished."

  The bathroom door was closed with a "bang".

  The people outside the door were stunned, "......"

  The little brother carrying a bucket of water can only silently gaze at the moonlight, I just wanted to send some water, what's it got to do with your mood!

  Cai Cai and Duo Duo shouted from behind, "Brother, why are you carrying water and walking so fast? Although our dormitory door is not closed, but don't be so excited!"

  Pour warm water over your hair, clench your fists and secretly swear, let the old sorrows and new hatreds come together!

  The dormitory's night talk, An Xin couldn't escape the clutches of Cai Cai Duo Duo after all. Even Zhang Si followed the sound and snuggled into Cai Cai's bed to listen together to this touching love story that transcended class boundaries and species isolation. Although An Xin repeatedly emphasized that it was just a beastly move by some animal, she had no power like some imperial father in the heavenly dynasty, nor did she have an MBA degree from a prestigious university or N kinds of academic certificates. She couldn't even be considered a stunning beauty, let alone a femme fatale, so she couldn't make the audience believe that she was just a victimized little white rabbit.

  Duoduo bit the corner of the quilt, his mouth involuntarily curving downward. "You must hold on tight, absolutely cannot let go and easily get close."

  Indifferent and apathetic.

  Zhang Si hugged Cai Cai, excitedly shaking, "If the boss of my small company was even half as good as Qiao Ran, I would definitely think of ways to squeeze out his wife, sell off his daughter, poison his mother, and successfully rise to power. Then, I would tie him up, kick out Xiao Si, and scold away Xiao Wu."

  Cai Cai rolled her eyes, "Why are you being so much more vicious towards the woman in front of us than the one behind?"

  Zhang Si brushed away the loose hair on her forehead, a sly and charming smile spreading across her face. "I used to be a mistress myself, so I know how hard it is for those little fours and fives," she said with a sympathetic tone, "I understand their struggles all too well, haha~ don't you think I'm being very kind?" The sound of her laughter echoed through the dormitory, a chillingly clear and crisp ring that sent shivers down one's spine.

  Cover yourself with a quilt, none of these are women, really, they're all transformed from fox spirits.

  It's good that she didn't take a liking to Qiao Ran, otherwise... no, wait, it has nothing to do with me whether she likes him or not. I'm not his wife after all. Although, yeah, I have to admit that I have a tiny bit of interest in him, just a tiny bit. It's not like I'd risk my life for it, if it involves danger, she can just retreat then.

  Digression

  Wow! Passion!

  What do you think of this cover?

  I want to get a big red one, red is festive after all.