Flash marriage to a wealthy family, the abstinent president proves love every night

He growled at the woman in disbelief,

"Put on your clothes, we haven't reached a point where we can be honest with each other yet."

Does she know what she is doing now?

Ji Tingqiu couldn't explain why he was angry.

If another man brought her to the hotel today, would she be so contemptuous of herself?

Besides, there are only a few men who can control this alluring body.

If he never recovers his memory in the future, will this woman get tired of waiting and finally turn around and fall into the arms of others?

Ji Tingqiu didn't want to think about it anymore.

He didn't allow this to happen in his heart, and he couldn't even assume it.

Watching the expression on his face change, his deep eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was evaluating her current debauchery.

Cong Rong laughed to himself,

She bent down to pick up the clothes and then looked up with cold eyes.

"Excuse me, I'll leave after taking a shower..."

After saying that, she directly picked up her clothes and walked into the bathroom.

"Cong..." Ji Tingqiu opened his lips slightly and wanted to explain, but the woman didn't give him a chance. The sound of the bathroom being locked was heard immediately.

In the bathroom, Cong Rong stepped on the cold tiles with her bare feet, her movements numb and stiff.

Even if she stood naked in front of him, she couldn't shake him in the slightest. This contrast was really hard for her to accept.

She looked up at the face in the mirror that was slightly swollen from crying. Cong Rong's eyes were filled with confusion.

Waiting also requires qualifications.

Ji Tingqiu doesn't have any feelings for her now. The moment she died just now, her escape route has probably been completely cut off.

"Cong Rong, you are so stupid. Now, what will he think of you, and how will he think of our past..."

The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became, and finally she simply turned on the hot water and filled the bathtub.

A few minutes later, the sound of a heavy door closing faintly reached her ears. Cong Rong buried her whole body in the water. The warm water held her salty tears. She could finally cry unbridled.

"He's gone... Tingqiu, he is not you. You will not leave me here alone."

Cong Rong muttered to himself.

In the past, if she lost her temper and wanted to leave,

Ji Tingqiu would not tolerate her resistance, press her down and kiss her passionately, conquering her with his body.

If she wanted to lock the door, he would just break the door and unlock it.

It turns out that Ji Tingqiu would never allow her to leave his sight, let alone his side.

What's funny is that the man she thought was unreasonable now has no sympathy for her at all.

Even if she stood naked in front of him, she would probably be considered a butcher.

Looking at the foggy ceiling, Cong Rong's tears were like broken beads one by one, falling into the water down her slender neck.

At this moment, the bathroom door suddenly made a noise, and the door lock shook slightly and made a sharp creaking sound.

She slowly looked at the door in fear. Behind the shaking door handle was a blurry black shadow.

The movements of the man's hands were very skillful, and the whole process did not make a single sound. Cong Rong watched helplessly as the door lock flipped, and the moment the door handle was pressed down, she submerged in the water in despair.

The next day, the media would put her naked photo on the cover of a magazine. She was abandoned in a hotel by the man she loved, and was taken advantage of by gangsters to break into her house, rob her, and murder her...

Cong Rong felt sad but couldn't cry.

She thought that the gangster would not relent because of her tears, but would torture her even more pervertedly.

A few seconds later, the footsteps stopped in front of the bathtub, and then there was no movement for a long time.

Cong Rong had to stick her head out of the water due to the lack of oxygen. When the water splashed everywhere, she used all her strength to pick up the showerhead behind her and throw it at the figure in front of her.

"Ah pervert, I will fight you!"

The shower head did not fall, but her wrist was grabbed by a strong hand, causing a dull pain.

"Is this how you repay your savior?"

Ji Tingqiu gritted his molars and said fiercely.

Just then he realized that he had hurt this woman's heart, and saw that she didn't bring a change of clothes to take a bath, so he made a temporary plan to buy some clothes at the nearest shopping mall.

Because he didn't have much money, he could only buy two affordable dresses.

Who would have thought that this woman would make no sound in the bathroom after he came back, and a bad thought suddenly flashed through his head.

Breaking open the door was a last resort.

Although he didn't know when he learned the skill of prying open doors, he still wanted to praise his skills.

When he stood in front of the bathtub just now, he was proudly reminiscing about his superb lock-picking skills. Unexpectedly, this woman not only did not seek death, but also planned to give him a blow on the head.

What a ungrateful woman!

Hearing the sound, Cong Rong carefully opened his eyes. When he saw the handsome face with endless black edges, the shower head in his hand fell into the bathtub with a bang, causing a splash of water.

"Tingqiu, you didn't leave, it was really you!...I was so scared, I thought I would die here."

Cong Rong was in shock and threw herself into his arms desperately, her eyes as red and swollen as peach kernels.

"I'm not leaving. I'm buying clothes for you." Ji Tingqiu looked innocent and motioned for her to look at the handbag beside the bed.

Cong Rong looked at the two square clothes and gift bags lying beside the bed and couldn't help crying with joy.

He is still the same Ji Tingqiu,

She still has an unforgiving mouth, but her true heart is very gentle and considerate.

The haze in my heart was swept away at this moment,

She raised her hair and said to Ji Tingqiu sincerely, "Thank you."

The crystal lamp above her head cast a little starlight in the woman's round almond eyes, and the two small dimples on her cheeks, one deep and one shallow, made his heart tremble.

Ji Tingqiu looked at her and was briefly absent-minded. Suddenly, a woman's voice came to his ears,

"No goodbye, Mr. Ji, I quit..."

"Ji Tingqiu, I hate you. You never believe me. Aze saved me. I can risk my life for him..."

"I must accompany Aze to go abroad for treatment..."

Is that her?

Oh, this voice is hers.

He almost felt moved by this woman's affectionate and pure gaze at this moment, almost wanted to be with her...

At this moment, I think of the time she said such hurtful words because of another man arguing with him.

Ji Tingqiu felt that his chest was extremely stuffy, and an unknown evil fire was rushing in his heart, making him eager to do something to vent it out.

He put his hands on Cong Rong's tender shoulders, and the moment his fingertips touched her skin, his reason almost collapsed.

"I still have something to do. You go to bed early. I'll open a room next door. If you need anything, call me."

After saying that, he didn't dare to look at her again and immediately closed the door and left.

The bathroom door closed softly, followed by the room door.

In just a few minutes, Cong Rong's face went from happy to shocked to now ashen. She barely held on to the wall to keep from falling.

This time, hope was completely dashed.

She used her body to personally verify the fact that made her despair...

In the bathroom in the next room, Ji Tingqiu strode into the bathroom and locked the door.

A few minutes later, a blushing sound came from the bathroom, as well as the man's increasingly aggravated breathing, and finally quieted down after a low growl.

Ji Tingqiu looked at the small pool of crystal white liquid and was secretly annoyed.

He couldn't remember ever losing control like this.

His fist hit the hard tile wall hard, and he didn't know how a body with amnesia would face Cong Rong in the future.

After rinsing, he half-leaned on the bed with his bathrobe on.

Uncontrollably, her mind was filled with Cong Rong and the Aze she was talking about.

"Aze, who is it?" Ji Tingqiu muttered to himself but couldn't think of anything, so he sent a text message to Yu Chuan.

I still remember that at the dinner party tonight, Yu Chuan was very excited after seeing him, and a grown man had tears in his eyes.

He thought that Yu Chuan should be trustworthy.

Sure enough, the text message came back a minute later. When he saw the eloquent text message containing several hundred words, Ji Tingqiu's eyes were as cold as ice.

Yu Chuan told the touching story of Cong Rong and Jing Ze in a clear and logical manner. He told how the childhood sweethearts were separated by fate, and how Jing Ze was moved to tears by Cong Rong's life-saving grace. At the end, Yu Chuan said,

"Sir, Master Jing said that if you treat the young lady badly, he will take the young lady away at any time. You must think twice before making any decision!"

Ji Tingqiu thought of the crying sound that had just appeared in his ears, and combined with Yu Chuan's heartfelt reminder, he suddenly felt that the big bed under him was too spacious.

After getting up and getting dressed, he knocked on the door next door again.

Inside the house, Cong Rong was tossing and turning insomnia, staring at the moon outside the window in a daze.

She didn't know how to greet Ji Tingqiu when she saw him tomorrow.

At this moment, a knock on the door brought her back to reality.

"Who is it?" Cong Rong asked cautiously.

Just now she was somewhat startled by Ji Tingqiu's behavior of picking the lock of the bathroom. Now there was another knock on the door in the middle of the night, and her heart was in her throat.

This time, it definitely won't be Ji Tingqiu.

He didn't even want to touch her body, and would rather open a new room than be in the same room.

Cong Rong knew that she could no longer lower her profile.

Unexpectedly, what was really heard outside the door was Ji Tingqiu's voice.

"Cong Rong, open the door." There was another gentle knock on the door.

The man outside the door was anxious, and the woman inside was equally anxious.

Finally, after a few seconds, Cong Rong took a deep breath and gently opened the door, "What's wrong? Are you still asleep?"

She smiled calmly, as if she had already recovered from the unpleasantness just now.

This made Ji Tingqiu inexplicably frustrated.

He cleared his throat awkwardly, "It's nothing. I'm worried that you can't sleep well. I'm afraid someone will blame me tomorrow."

After saying that, he looked around uncomfortably.

"Come in, I really can't sleep well. You can sleep wherever you want." Cong Rong didn't intend to get angry with him. After letting him in, he got back into bed.

She had been rejected by him twice just now. She no longer wanted to humiliate herself and let everything take its course.

The strange thing is that since Ji Tingqiu entered the room, she suddenly felt that her eyelids became heavy, and the sleepiness that could not be brewed swept through her body in just a moment.

Ji Tingqiu walked to the other side of the bed and lay down.

He always felt that this scene had appeared in his memory.

The depression on one side of the big bed made Cong Rong open his eyes slightly, but he quickly fell asleep again.

She didn't think that Ji Tingqiu's willingness to sleep next to the bed meant anything.

She just wants to sleep, dream, and find the original Ji Tingqiu in her dreams.

Ji Tingqiu turned his head slightly and looked at the woman on the other side. Her long black hair covered the pillow, forming a sharp contrast with the snow-white pillowcase. The thin quilt fit her waistline, making her figure more graceful and attractive.

His Adam's apple could not help but roll up and down.

The energy that had just been vented seemed to be flowing into the lower abdomen again.