Dressed As Scum A Marked the Crazy Beauty Boss

The light in the corridor was dim, and the fierce drum rhythm could be heard in the arena.

The blue and white cheongsam disappeared around the corner.

Tu Xiuxiu turned around and stood by the wall, her black hair **** with a short black hairpin, her palm-sized face looked even more petite and charming under the shadow.

She raised her eyes slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Cheng Jiqing and Bai Xin are actually real... This is interesting.

She stepped on silver high-heeled shoes, lifted the hem of the cheongsam with her white fingers, raised her chin and walked towards the VVIP box on the second floor.

Tu Xiuxiu was thinking, in fact, she had just arrived, and she walked through the back passage, who knew that she could still see such a scene.

Cheng Jiqing must not know that her good sister, Cheng Jing, is upstairs at the moment.

As soon as she walked up the last flight of stairs, she met Cheng Jing who came out of the box. That person never smiled outside.

At this moment, his gaze was surprisingly cold, and there was impatience in his eyes, probably because he lost the interest to leave.

There were two women beside her, one was Cheng Jing's friend, and the other was wearing a purple cheongsam with heavy makeup. She had heard of this person before, and there was also a name in the circle - Xiao Yanfei.

I heard that it used to come from a massage parlor. It got its name because it performed Xiao Yanfei for the boss and was spotted by the boss.

But when you think about it, you know that there are plenty of omegas who want to climb onto Cheng Jing's bed.

Without her, there would be no shortage of people like Cheng Jing.

But what is the difference between these women and her? No, there is a difference.

They may be luckier than her, at least it's not like she fell in love at first sight, not thinking of money, but of her heart first.

Tu Xiuxiu's heart was desolate and clear-headed, and a deep gleam appeared in her eyes. Cheng Jing could watch a good show if he went down now.

But she didn't intend to let that happen.

At least not now.

Such an interesting thing will naturally have to wait until a more interesting time.

For example—let Cheng Jing also feel the pain of being manipulated by others...

She thought, so she was the villain in "Going Ashore".

She loves Cheng Jing and hates Cheng Jing.

So I hope Cheng Jing also suffers from her.

"Boss Cheng is leaving now?"

Tu Xiuxiu walked forward slowly, speaking with a smile, her tone was intimate, no one would have guessed that this was the first sentence she and Cheng Jing said after a month.

Cheng Jing saw Tu Xiuxiu's half-surprised expression, but quickly restrained herself, and said flatly, "Yes."

"Mr. Cheng, why don't you go to my place tonight? You like to listen to operas, and I've learned some of them recently. Why don't you listen to them and give me some pointers?"

Tu Xiuxiu glanced at that little Yanfei, Cheng Jing has no shortage of women, but not everyone can climb up. She didn't pay attention to this man at all.

Standing in front of Cheng Jing, she directly put her hand on the back of Cheng Jing's hand: "I just came, Mr. Cheng will stay for a while? I have something to say."

Cheng Jing lowered his eyes, Tu Xiuxiu's hands have been maintained for a long time, opera singers, apart from their voice and figure, love to protect their hands the most. Her hands are soft and gentle, softer than egg whites.

"Mr. Cheng~"

Cheng Jing never gave Xiao Yanfei a look, her eyes fell on Tu Xiuxiu's neck, and said: "Yes."

Tu Xiuxiu pursed her lips when she heard the words, and pulled Cheng Jing away to another empty box.

In front of others, such a behavior would make people feel frivolous, but when Tu Xiuxiu did it, she didn't show it at all. She still has that dignified and elegant temperament.

In the empty box, the lights were half turned on.

Just now she went to hold Cheng Jing's hand and did not refuse, after that everything went smoothly, naturally.

For matters between adults, there is no need to ask more questions.

Cheng Jing sat on the sofa, her legs sank, Omega's pheromone was a faint white peach fragrance, she did not refuse.

"Still angry about what happened last time?" Tu Xiuxiu put her arm on Cheng Jing's shoulder: "Boss Cheng is really cruel. If I don't come to you, you can be so cruel that you won't coax me even once."

Cheng Jing had just drank, and things in the company were not going well today. When she came, she was in a very bad mood, and the alcohol didn't dissipate.

The friend thought that she was making trouble because there were no women around her recently, so she made a joke for her.

She is a beauty, compared to the beauty carved out of the previous template—wears a cheongsam and can sing.

There is one more skill, massage.

Strangely, Tu Xiuxiu seemed to be able to hear her thoughts, and asked her at the same time: "Could Mr. Cheng take a fancy to that little Yanfei?"

Cheng Jing narrowed his eyes: "Do you think anyone can get close to me?"

Tu Xiuxiu felt that she was an **** too, but just one word made her feel depressed for a month.

She came to Cheng Jing, whether she said she was cheap or that she had no self-esteem, she came here to ask for a final result.

She wanted to see Cheng Jing's attitude one last time.

Since ancient times, when a woman fell in love, it was either life or death. She was torn between life and death. Cheng Jing's words dragged her to the other side of life.

Precarious, but it seems that it can barely hold on for a while.

"Then... I apologize, and I won't talk about it in the future."

Cheng Jing looked down at her, the woman's eyelashes fluttered tremblingly, and the desire that had not been released for a month gradually surged up, she said in a deep voice: "Don't say what you shouldn't say in the future, and don't know what you know, remember your own identity."

"Okay, I won't say."

Look, the heart that was just warm is cold again.

Tu Xiuxiu looked at Cheng Jing: "Of course I remember my identity. It was agreed at the beginning that Mr. Cheng will support my family and run a show garden for me, and I only need to obey you and be obedient, and don't care about anything else..."

As she spoke, she raised her hand to undo a buckle around her neck.

Grabbed by Cheng Jing, he said in a deep voice, "Go to your place."

The buckle fell apart, revealing a tiny mole on the lower throat, which was hard to spot without looking closely.

With deep eyes, Cheng Jing grabbed Tu Xiuxiu's hand and walked out...

…

Cheng Jiqing took Bai Xin into the car, and Bai Xin was a little unsteady when he went out, so she called for the driver.

Bai Xin's body temperature was high, and the temperature of the air conditioner in the car did not dare to turn it too low.

Cheng Jiqing called Tang Jia first.

It took a few seconds for the other end to pick up.

After talking about Bai Xin's fever, she looked at Bai Xin who was leaning quietly on her shoulder at that time, and asked in a low voice: "I also drank a lot of wine, should I take her to the hospital? The temperature feels quite high."

Tang Jia was silent: "Where were you just now?"

Cheng Jiqing: "...the bar."

Tang Jia: "...so she went to find you."

Cheng Jiqing: "? How would she know where I am? No, I mean she..."

"I see you."

Bai Xin suddenly spoke on his shoulder.

Cheng Jiqing paused, smelling the strong smell of alcohol, and was about to continue the previous sentence, but Tang Jia said in a rare mood: "I'm leaving Beicheng, take Mr. Bai's crazy pigeon and go back quickly."

Cheng Jiqing: "?"

Tang Jia smiled lightly: "Go back and measure the temperature. Don't take medicine if you drink too much alcohol. Physically cool down first."

At the corner, Bai Xin fell down, Cheng Jiqing quickly grabbed his shoulders and hugged him back, and asked, "Just wipe your face and neck, right?"

She did it last time.

"In addition to the forehead and cheeks, the main arteries of the neck, armpits, groin, and limbs... If necessary, you can add some alcohol. If you are in estrus or something, you can mark it or use other methods. I don't need to teach you this. You are more familiar with me. If If it doesn't work, call me again."

Tang Jia said: "Of course, I sincerely hope that I won't receive any more calls from Mr. Cheng tonight."

The phone hangs up.

Looking at the call log, Cheng Jiqing felt that Tang Jia was not in a good mood today.

It's closer to Baixin's house, so ask the driver to drive a little faster and go in the direction of Nanyang City.

Then I raised the interior gear again.

It was past eleven o'clock in Beicheng, and there was no daytime hustle and bustle.

Cheng Jiqing looked at the person in his arms. Just now, Bai Xin leaned from his shoulder to her neck, breathing heavily, and it was very hot every time.

The rest of the breath floated into the heart, and it was slightly cold.

A piece of skin on the clavicle is aroused to raise fine particles.

Bai Xin opened her eyes, and she could see the open neckline from her angle—only a slit, but it was mysteriously attractive.

She unconsciously lowered her head, rolled her tongue, trying to do something...

But the next second was pulled up by Cheng Jiqing.

Cheng Jiqing probed Bai Xin's forehead again, looked at the discomfort, and said, "Very uncomfortable? Where is the discomfort?"

Bai Xin frowned tightly: "Dizzy."

"Did you faint after drinking, or did you faint before?"

Cheng Jiqing didn't hear the answer. He lowered his head and stared for a moment—there was a crescent-shaped wound on Bai Xin's index finger hanging on her leg.

She reached out to touch her, but Bai Xin immediately retracted, and then passed her waist to hug her.

Cheng Jiqing looked at the blood on his white skirt again, and asked hesitantly, "How did you do it?"

Bai Xin didn't have any consciousness anymore, she was very dizzy, her whole body seemed to be in the clouds and mist, the surroundings were either very dark, or white and dazzling. Always she sees nothing.

She could only respond physically to the familiar and favorite smell, Bai Xin's cheeks moved against Cheng Jiqing's neck.

"Cheng Jiqing..."

"Um?"

"dizzy."

Hearing this, Cheng Jiqing's face darkened slightly, he was displeased and didn't want to get angry with this person who was suffering, and finally turned into a powerless blame: "So what are you doing? You're not feeling well and you're messing around."

Bai Xin stopped talking, she couldn't think of an answer.

It's like it's hard to say.

Cheng Jiqing just hugged Bai Xin like that, she looked at the world flashing by outside the window, even though the night was deep, those colorful lights illuminated Beicheng like stardust.

Her mood was not very calm because of the person in her arms.

She felt that there was something different about Bai Xin tonight...but she couldn't tell.

It was quiet all the way, and arrived in Nanyang half an hour later.

Cheng Jiqing got out of the car first, and then went to open the door to carry Bai Xin out. Just as he got out of the car, the quiet person in the car suddenly yelled: "It's hard..."

"Where is it uncomfortable?"

Cheng Jiqing looked down at her, his face was as red as a ripe peach, even though his brows were wrinkled, he was still unbelievably beautiful.

Bai Xin was drunk, and it was obvious that he was drunk, which was the worst, because she might not be able to ask Bai Xin what was wrong.

She softened her tone and asked, "Are you dizzy?"

As he asked, he stepped into the elevator very quickly.

The elevator slowly went to the twelfth floor, but the person in his arms suddenly became more unsteady. Bai Xin twisted his body, his knees rubbing against his knees, wondering if he was going to come down.

Sure enough, Bai Xin didn't give an accurate answer.

Just repeating: "I feel bad, Cheng Jiqing...take off..."

Cheng Jiqing didn't hear what was said next.

Just listening to the discomfort of that one sentence after another, I was also a little anxious.

In the delicate voice, there was no coldness at all, calling directly to the deepest part of her heart, arousing Alpha's agitation little by little.

Cheng Jiqing carried the man to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Bai Xin seemed to know that he was home now, and he wanted to get off her immediately.

The speed was very fast. After jumping off, Bai Xin kicked his shoe directly, and then stumbled into the entrance.

Cheng Jiqing quickly closed the door, then turned away.

Bai Xin didn't realize it, but years of habit let her know that this is a safe place, her hand went straight into the hem of the skirt...

Shocked by this action, Cheng Jiqing's pupils shrank suddenly, and the skin of his mouth seemed to have been sucked dry instantly, and immediately became dry.

She walked over a few steps, and pulled Bai Xinshou out: "Miss Bai, that's not how you get drunk."

Bai Xin shook off her hand, and kicked her with dissatisfaction with her legs. She was already unable to stand still, and she slipped and fell backwards.

Cheng Jiqing was frightened into a cold sweat, but fortunately he was standing close, when Bai Xin fell, she turned sideways and hugged him.

Directly as a pad...

There was no blanket on the floor, and the hot skin hit the tiles, which was painful and cold.

But she didn't have time to take care of it, because she could feel that Bai Xin was bending his legs, and his hands were going to continue what he had just done.

Bai Xin pressed against her like a volcano, even she was about to be swallowed up together, the movement was very clear, Cheng Jiqing swallowed his throat, and held down that hand through Bai Xin's gray skirt.

"Then help me..."

"...You can do me a favor."

She must have done it on purpose. Cheng Jiqing thought to himself.

The air conditioner in the room hadn't been turned on yet, Cheng Jiqing was dripping with sweat, and the sweat rolled down his cheeks: "I'll turn on the air conditioner for a while, and wipe your sweat for a while, so you won't feel uncomfortable when the temperature drops."

Suddenly, Bai Xin was like a child who couldn't be satisfied, whining, dissatisfied, irritable, and kicked on her feet aggrieved.

Her feet moved wildly, Cheng Jiqing was tortured so hard, she grabbed Bai Xin's arm and pulled him up.

Cheng Jiqing put Bai Xin on the off-white bed, her face was sweaty just like hers, but it was unreasonably red.

Because of this, it is so touching...

The air conditioner was right opposite, afraid that Bai Xin would sweat too much and catch a cold if the cold wind blows against him, so Cheng Jiqing went out, planning to turn on the air conditioner in the living room, so that even with the door open, the wind could come in.

After turning on the air conditioner and hearing people murmuring in the room, Cheng Jiqing turned around again, and as soon as he entered the room, he saw Bai Xin's person had twisted to the end of the bed, turned sideways, legs bent.

Cheng Jiqing: "..."

This is really drunk and confused.

As she approached and was about to bend down, her cheek was hit slightly by some soft cloth.

As soon as his eyes were lowered, the whole person was not well.

Cheng Jiqing: "..."

dying.

Bai Xin still took off the thing.

Cheng Jiqing suddenly felt blood rushing to the top of his head, neck, cheeks, ears, and even she wondered if she had a fever too.

Especially the glands in the neck, the beating range increased, as if a beast was locked inside, ready to get out of the cage at all times.

Cheng Jiqing took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Did you do it on purpose?"

How do you recite the Qingxin Sutra?

She made up her mind that if a wise man does not fall in love, she will never do 419 with Bai Xin again.

How could he be easily seduced by Bai Xin?

Cheng Jiqing looked away, pretending that he had ignored the small transparent fabric, and forced himself not to think about what Bai Xin was wearing inside.

No, nothing is on.

Cheng Jiqing shook his head, suppressing his restlessness,

Go to help Bai Xin up again, and move to the head of the bed again.

"Woo..."

It seemed to be an uncomfortable murmur, but also like something else.

The hair was stained with sweat on the white and rosy cheeks, and the mouth was breathing heavily, like a goldfish needing oxygen on the shore.

Cheng Jiqing's heart tightened, and he couldn't help coaxing: "I know you're suffering, so bear with it, I'll fetch water, be good, don't move."

Getting ready to get up, your wrists tightened.

Cheng Jiqing lowered his head, met Shang Baixin's confused eyes, and looked at each other for a few seconds.

"Cheng Jiqing."

Cheng Jiqing was startled, and asked tentatively, "Are you sober?"

"Cheng Jiqing."

"Um?"

"Cheng Jiqing."

"..."

OK, didn't wake up.

Although it shouldn't be right at this time, Cheng Jiqing couldn't help laughing at the confused look, Bai Xin actually has such a side, so...cute.

Especially those two cheeks, people want to pinch them.

Probably because of her smile, Bai Xin showed a displeased expression and said, "Don't laugh!"

Cheng Jiqing pulled his lips and said, "Why are you so fierce when you're drunk?"

She added: "It's fierce."

I don't know which nerve of Bai Xin was touched, and it made her breathe a little more quickly, which was already rapid. Cheng Jiqing was startled, but before he could say anything, the neckline was suddenly pulled down.

The knitted collar was elastic, and Cheng Jiqing felt a chill in his heart.

Her hand supported her in time, and she was not pulled down by Bai Xin, but Bai Xin seemed to be trying to pull her down, and the collar was so big that it became even more unbearable.

Cheng Jiqing blushed and tried to grab the man's hand, but Bai Xin used his strength to get up limply and leaned over.

A drunk person, you say she has great strength, but she can't stand still, you say she has little strength, it is extremely difficult to control her movements now.

Bai Xin sat on the bed and Cheng Jiqing sat beside the bed.

Bai Xin hugged Cheng Jiqing's neck, exhaled, "Am I fierce?"

Cheng Jiqing: "...neither fierce nor fierce."

"You said I was fierce."

"..."

"Are you drunk or not?"

Bai Xin insisted: "You said I was fierce."

I don't know what answer to get to be satisfied.

Cheng Jiqing said, "No, it's not a derogatory term."

Fearing that drunk people might not understand, she said, "I mean you are fierce."

A little bit of it is unconscionable.

But what can she do now? Reasoning with a drunk man?

Bai Xin seems to like to lean her face against her shoulders and neck very much, which is exactly the same as the first cat she raised.

She heard Bai Xin say sullenly: "I'm not fierce."

Cheng Jiqing could only respond: "Okay, you're not fierce, are you uncomfortable? I'll get you towels and water."

Bai Xin's consciousness was weak, and she was dissatisfied for some reason when she heard the voice. Then she seemed to think of something again, suddenly lowered her head, and opened her mouth to bite down.

"Hiss... hey!" Cheng Jiqing's shoulders ached, and his spirit instantly lifted: "I didn't say it was fierce, why did you bite me?"

"Bai Xin, let go."

"If you don't let go, I'll bite back."

Bai Xin bit harder.

Cheng Jiqing: "..."

Cheng Jiqing gave up, forget it, the pain was not unbearable.

Let it go.

The drowsy Bai Xin only had 2 minutes of consciousness. After a few seconds, she slowly let go, her forehead slid down her shoulders until the tip of her nose touched her collarbone.

She smells a little wine...

I bit my tongue, and it really tasted like wine, so I wanted to try again.

Cheng Jiqing, on the other hand, got excited and pulled people away instantly: "Okay, I really can't mess around anymore, you lie down, and I'll fetch water for you."

Her voice was quick, concealing the panic and the hopelessness in the depths of her eyes.

But the next moment, her voice stopped.

Bai Xin's eye sockets turned red, and there was a slight mist inside, Cheng Jiqing's heart trembled suddenly.

"Cheng Jiqing, don't be with others."

"What?"

Cheng Jiqing wasn't sure if Bai Xin was sober this time.

"I don't like you being with other people!"

Cheng Jiqing's heart was itchy, and he asked, "Why?"

"You are... mine." Because of her drunkenness, she couldn't speak clearly, and there was a pause in the middle.

Cheng Jiqing's ears went numb from those four words, and she was speechless.

Perhaps because of this, Bai Xin didn't hear a response, and her eyes suddenly narrowed dangerously: "You are my wife, you can only be mine!"

Cheng Jiqing endured the fluctuating heartbeat and asked, "We are married by agreement, why must it be yours?"

Bai Xin's expression, which was cold one second, seemed lost and softened the next second. She lowered her slender eyelashes: "It's mine."

"It's unreasonable, right? Okay, let's cool you down first, and then we'll be reasonable."

The moment Cheng Jiqing stood up, someone pinched the hem of his skirt lightly, and he heard Bai Xin say in a low voice: "You just love me, okay?"

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The author has something to say:

Chengcheng: Who will do it for me?

Sister Bai (fierce): You can only do it alone!

Chengcheng: If you don't let go, I'll bite back.

Sister Bai (eyes light up): Really?