Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Bao Jingxing looked at her sideways for a moment, and said helplessly, "Miss Chu, do you need my help?"

Chu Qianqian did not answer immediately.

The slender eyelashes trembled, and she looked up at him a little bit aggrieved, her eyes were watery, with a slight drunkenness after drinking, and the bright crimson color was touching.

At this moment, the rainy night is quiet and the atmosphere is just right.

The lights in the car are bright and dim, and the lonely man and the widow are alone, creating ambiguity.

"Mr. Bo..." Chu Qianqian pulled the seat belt with her thin white fingers, looked at him with drunken eyes, smiled sexy and seductively: "Can I call you Jing Xing?"

Bao Jingxing smiled slightly.

The expression between his brows and eyes was a little pale, he didn't look like he was preparing to have sex after drinking, and he said in a gentle voice: "Yes."

The simple two words made Chu Qianqian swallow her saliva, her eyes wandered presumptuously on the man, eager to take off his expensive handmade suit.

Compared with the cold and abstinent man, a gentle and refined man like Bao Jingxing seems to be more successful, but in fact he gently rejects others thousands of miles away.

Because of this, a woman's curiosity is fully aroused, and it is very easy to spy on his unknown side.

"Jingxing..."

Chu Qianqian lowered her eyes and smiled slightly. She didn't think she would be as shy as a little girl in front of a man, but she was really a little embarrassed when she was so drunk, she whispered his name: "Jing Xing, I like you, Will you like me?"

Bao Jingxing was startled, and replied noncommittally: "Miss Chu, we just met, I don't believe in love at first sight."

"That's right, you don't seem to believe in love at first sight..." Chu Qianqian pouted with regret, continued to pull the seat belt on her body, and said with a frown, "...it's hard."

Bao Jingxing pursed his thin lips, leaned over to help her unbuckle her seat belt, and her slender fingers brushed her waist inadvertently.

Chu Qianqian panted slightly, and sensitively hid to the side, showing the shyness of a lady.

Feeling the heat on her cheeks, she looked at Bao Jingxing with roving eyes, guessing whether he would make further moves, and whether she wanted to maintain her ladylike persona, and show a wave of acting skills that were eager to refuse.

It's a pity that Bao Jingxing didn't seem to understand her hints, and his words and deeds were very upright, a rare good man in the twentieth century.

Except for the initial accidental touch, his movements were as precise as dissecting a corpse with a scalpel, leaving no room for Chu Qianqian's imagination at all.

Watching the seat belt snap off, Chu Qianqian didn't understand and continued to lean on the car.

She bit her lower lip with her white teeth. She felt inexplicably that she had lost. Looking at the man with the same expression unwillingly, she immediately thought of a way to continue getting along.

Raising her hand to support her drowsy forehead, Chu Qianqian weakly opened the car door, her feet in high-heeled lambskin short boots stepped on the ground, just as she stepped out of the car, she immediately frowned: "It hurts..."

Bao Jingxing had already planned to leave, but now he had no choice but to leave the car and followed her gaze to her slender ankle.

Leaning over and rubbing her injured foot, he gave a very objective suggestion: "Fortunately, there is no bone injury, can Miss Chu walk?"

Chu Qianqian frowned unhappily, tried to walk forward, and quickly supported the car next to her: "No, it hurts."

"... Then you will be offended."

After Bao Jingxing finished speaking, he picked up the precarious little woman and walked towards the underground elevator: "Which floor is Miss Chu's room on?"

"Twelve floors, three zero one."

Nesting comfortably in his arms, Chu Qianqian's seemingly drunken eyes secretly recovered a little bit of sobriety, and breathed in the smell of the man at a very close distance.

A little bit of tobacco fragrance, so light that you can hardly smell it, it shows the self-control ability of a man in his daily life.

Itching like grass growing in her heart, Chu Qianqian let the man carry her to the door of the room, and swiped her card to open the door.

Reluctantly standing on the fluffy carpet, she leaned against the door to look at him, with eager affection in her eyes: "Thank you, as a reward, can I buy you a cup of tea?"

Bao Jingxing didn't answer her invitation directly, but just raised his hand to look at the time on the watch, and reminded lightly: "It's late, Miss Chu."

"But I just returned to China, and the jet lag hasn't adjusted, so I'm not sleepy at all." As Chu Qianqian said, she directly grabbed his sleeve and shook it coquettishly: "Jing Xing, my feet hurt so much, I don't want to be alone on."

Bao Jingxing hesitated, but Chu Qianqian was really annoying.

After a stalemate for half a minute, guests who lived on the same floor came back one after another, casting gossiping glances as they passed by.

Chu Qianqian didn't mind being surrounded by people, but Bao Jingxing was not as free and easy as her.

Thinking that Chu Qianqian is indeed Chu Xinian's cousin, he nodded slightly: "It's just a cup of tea."

"Hmm!" Chu Qianqian's eyes lit up, and she gently pulled him into the room, "What do you like to drink? Black tea or coffee? Well, I have fruit tea with me, do you want to try my favorite flavor?"

Listening to her chattering introduction, Bao Jingxing randomly chose the fruit tea that she solemnly recommended, and calmly sat down on the sofa.

Chu Qianqian's feet were so painful that she couldn't walk just now, but now she has forgotten the character set she created, kicked off the high heels on her feet, stepped on her slippers and ran to the small kitchen to make tea.

Bao Jingxing watched this scene dumbly.

Although he suspected that Chu Qianqian's sprain was faking, she herself forgot to continue to look injured, which made people laugh and cry.

at the same time.

Standing in the small kitchen as if nothing had happened, Chu Qianqian also realized that she seemed to have forgotten something.

So, she resolutely stopped pouring tea, leaned against the wall weakly and helplessly and said, "Jing Xing, can you come and help me?"

I don't know what she is planning.

Bao Jingxing frowned calmly, and when he got up again, his expression had returned to normal.

When he came to the small kitchen, he looked at Chu Qianqian who was frowning in pain, and asked politely, "What can Miss Chu want me to do?"

Chu Qianqian looked at him with wide eyes, and abruptly closed the loopholes: "I thought it was fine, but my feet still hurt after standing for a long time, can I trouble you to pour tea for me?"

Bao Jingxing didn't have any opinion on this trivial matter.

Holding the tea bag recommended by Chu Qianqian, he started to brew it methodically, and the sweet aroma escaped from the cup.

But Chu Qianqian didn't leave, quietly looking at the man's handsome side face, feeling that his every move was pleasing to the eye, and wanted to throw him down on the spot.

However, Bao Jingxing seemed to be defenseless, but it made people unable to attack.

After pouring the tea in a short time, he returned to the living room with the tray, went to the kitchen and brought Chu Qianqian back to the living room, and asked her to sit on the sofa opposite the coffee table.

Such a position arrangement made Chu Qianqian feel uncomfortable, but she couldn't say it blatantly.

Aggrieved and poured tea for Bao Jingxing, she looked sideways at the pattering rain outside the french window, and the restlessness in her heart gradually subsided: "Jing Xing, my parents have always wanted me to get married early, and they have been urging me very hard recently. "

Bo Jingxing tasted the tea slowly.

It can be seen that she just wanted to find someone to talk to, and didn't take her words casually.

Chu Qianqian said, lowering her eyes in a lonely way, "I took the opportunity of offering sacrifices to my ancestors and finally ran away from home. I thought I could get rid of these things, but I didn't expect my cousin and my parents to collude. I'm out for a blind date."

Bao Jingxing said thoughtfully: "If Miss Chu is not satisfied with the blind date, I can answer Chu Xiannian for you, saying that we are not suitable?"

"No." Chu Qianqian glared at the puzzled man, and had to make her meaning clear: "I am very happy to have the opportunity to meet you, even through a blind date, as long as you don't hate me, I want to get along with you."

Bao Jingxing smiled lightly: "Can I ask why uncle and aunt are in such a hurry to ask you to get married?"

"Because they are conservative in their thinking and think that men should marry when they go to university and women should marry when they go to college, and if I never get married, my relatives and friends will gossip about me and make them lose face."

Speaking of this, Chu Qianqian muttered indignantly: "Obviously I just turned 25!"

Bao Jingxing slightly nodded in agreement, "I think it's better to take things like marriage slowly and not rush for success."

"Right, I think so too!" Chu Qianqian sighed melancholy, "My friends in the circle of my parents, almost all of their daughters got married before 25, and they all adopted the method of commercial marriage. It brings benefits, and my parents are jealous."

"En." Bao Jingxing could understand her complaint, and explained coaxingly, "The situation in China is also very similar."

"how about you?"

After talking about her own affairs, Chu Qianqian looked for an opportunity to get closer to Bao Jingxing, and asked very curiously: "Even if you keep thinking about your ex-girlfriend, don't your family want you to get married quickly?"

Bao Jingxing thought for a while, "My parents also want to urge me to get married, but I don't go home for more than half a month a year, so they have nothing to do with me for the time being."

"Hey, I didn't expect you to do such a thing!"

Looking at the gentle and elegant man in amazement, Chu Qianqian said with great interest: "It seems that I should learn from your method, stay away from home, and they won't be able to control me."

Bao Jingxing smiled: "Don't let Chu Xinian know that it was my suggestion, otherwise he will blame me for spoiling his cousin."

"Okay, I won't say it!" Chu Qianqian nodded seriously, and then couldn't help laughing: "But I have to find a suitable reason, just say that we have a good impression of each other and want to stay in Jianghai and try dating?"

After finishing speaking, Chu Qianqian shook her head, and added very seriously: "No, this is not a reason, I really want to try to date you."

Seeing that Chu Qianqian was so serious, Bao Jingxing pursed his thin lips, and lowered his eyes to look at the beautifully colored tea in the quilt.

"Miss Chu, if you really want to associate with me, you'd better think about it carefully."