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

Ji Tingqiu sat up straight suddenly, feeling annoyed.

His hands were clenched into fists under the quilt, and he wanted to punch himself hard.

Cong Rong was awakened by the slight movement and opened her eyes slightly, then vaguely heard the heavy breathing of a man a few feet away.

Originally, she wanted to take the initiative to say something, but she was hurt by his attitude of running away from the door, so she simply turned over and looked directly into the man's eyes without saying a word.

In the dark night, their eyes met, and no one planned to speak first.

After a long time, when Cong Rong's eyelids were heavy and he was drowsy, Ji Tingqiu spoke softly,

"Cong Rong, do you regret liking me?"

Hearing the sound, Cong Rong was startled. This question seemed to come from the bottom of her heart.

In the past, whenever she quarreled with Ji Tingqiu, she would ask herself this question.

"I don't know...he has a lot of good things and a lot of bad things."

Six years ago, when she watched Aze buried on a cliff for her, she really regretted why she fell in love with Ji Tingqiu.

However, feelings seem to be insoluble.

Perhaps it was because of the night they first met at the beach, from the moment he resolutely lured the killer away to give her a chance to live, she knew he was not a bad person.

Or maybe, in order to allow Aunt Yue to leave peacefully,

Those days when she and he pretended to be a loving couple, those years of miserable life finally had the long-lost sweetness.

Even if it was fake, she took it seriously.

"It's not good but you still don't regret it? Like me now." Ji Tingqiu looked at her face and expected her answer.

"What do you look like now?"

Cong Rong asked with a smile.

Is he feeling sad about spring and autumn, or is he feeling guilty because of what happened just now?

After all, he still has some conscience, not to the point of being cold-blooded.

Seeing the smile in her eyes, the guilt in Ji Tingqiu's heart immediately disappeared. In order to prevent himself from hurting Cong Rong again, he turned over and said softly,

"Go to sleep. We have to go to the hospital tomorrow. Yu Chuan said he would pick us up."

Cong Rong and Ji Linyuan insisted on taking him to the hospital to check the cause of his selective amnesia. They didn't know what verdict the doctor would give.

Is it temporary amnesia or permanent amnesia?

A few seconds later, while he was thinking about things, a pair of cold hands hugged his chest from behind, and then a softness unique to women gently pressed against his solid back.

Even Ji Tingqiu could feel that her shape was perfect.

His body suddenly stiffened, and a ball of flames rose beneath him. Ji Tingqiu's dark eyes were instantly filled with a layer of forbearance and restraint.

The veins on his forehead were slightly bulging, and he endured it very hard.

"Tingqiu, are you planning to become Liu Xiahui?"

The moment the soft voice rang in her ears, Cong Rong's warm little hands grasped the heat underneath him.

A stream of electricity spread along the place where the woman's hand was holding, and Ji Tingqiu's brain short-circuited for a moment. The blood in his body was boiling, and every nerve cell was awakened by primitive desire.

After a few seconds, he gritted his back molars and growled,

"Cong Rong, do you know what you are doing?"

Cong Rong pressed her face against his back, feeling the all-too-familiar heartbeat, which was still steady and strong.

Her voice was light and soft,

"I know. I'm awake."

After saying that, Ji Tingqiu clearly felt that the small hand holding his extraordinary strength trembled unconsciously.

Boom~

The last bit of reason is swallowed up by desire.

Cong Rong's courage actually only lasted a few seconds. After a few seconds, she suddenly wanted to retreat.

The moment he pulled his hand away, he was forcefully held down by a rough hand, which continued to explore his aura and outline.

"Why are you running? Are you scared?"

Ji Tingqiu couldn't help but joke.

"No...no, my hands are a little sore and I want to take a rest, haha." Cong Rong swallowed her saliva and sighed. At this moment, she already regretted it.

The horror she was forced to hold in her hands made her heart feel cold.

The dead memories suddenly began to attack Cong Rong.

The image of him playing with her in various positions all night long like a toy until she was exhausted and fell asleep flashed in her mind.

"Oh, really? What the arsonist regrets is that he was caught red-handed, and he doesn't regret his act of arson. Am I right?"

A smile appeared on Ji Ting's lips, and then he restrained Cong Rong tightly before she could react.

"Let me go, I'm tired and I need to rest."

Cong Rong struggled with his hands tied above his head.

"Don't let go, you asked for it." Ji Tingqiu groaned.

She seems timid.

"I just...well..." The second half of Cong Rong's words was choked and swallowed back.

She just felt that no matter how hard she tried, the man was indifferent, so she wanted to tease him in a bad way.

did not expect……

For a moment of regret, a burst of pain hit her body, and she moaned uncontrollably.

No matter how many times they had done it and how familiar they were with each other's bodies, she still couldn't get used to his.

The original rhythm pushed both of them to the cloud at the same time,

Deeply in love, Cong Rong kissed Ji Tingqiu back selflessly. In front of him, she was still as green as a newbie who had no experience in the world.

Ji Tingqiu was made dumbfounded by her chicken pecking at the rice.

A chuckle escaped from his teeth, and he suddenly felt more comfortable than ever before.

It doesn’t seem like I have to think about it.

It's fine as it is now.

The man on top of her was obviously in perfect harmony with her, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes, with a pair of bright black eyes flashing a mischievous smile.

Cong Rong knew that his skills were not good enough.

In the past, Ji Tingqiu always took the initiative, and she only had to welcome the storm he brought. Now she had to learn and sell now. It was too late for her to regret it, and she could only blame her own lack of skills.

"Smile again and ignore you."

"I don't think it's up to you to say...whatever!" Ji Tingqiu deliberately said something serious, teaching the woman below him who was still talking harshly.

In the dead of night, Cong Rong rolled her eyes because of the torture. She kept pleading with the man who was still working hard.

But the other party didn't intend to let her go.

Looking at the ceiling that made her dizzy, and the man in high spirits behind her, Cong Rong had the illusion that she was having an affair with another man behind Ji Tingqiu's back.

Half an hour later, the room was filled with traces of lovemaking, and the man left her soft body without any satisfaction.

Looking at the woman who fell asleep due to exhaustion, he felt a strange emotion in his heart.

He accidentally placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, and then fell asleep with his arms around her smooth and slender waist.

This night, he had many dreams. Suddenly, until dawn, there was a layer of sweat on his forehead.

In the dream, in a classical European-style church, Cong Rong, dressed in a white wedding dress, held hands with him and walked towards the priest.

"Groom, regardless of poverty or suffering, are you willing to join hands with the bride to run into the future together..."

Just as he was about to answer "yes", the door of the church suddenly opened, and the dazzling white light made it difficult for him to see who was coming.

At the door of the church, a woman with long chestnut brown wavy hair cried and questioned him,

"Tingqiu, why don't you marry me? You said you would marry me, why is it Cong Rong and not me... You owe me this life...·"

Suddenly, the woman suddenly stood next to the bride, her face changed from sad to ferocious, and the knife in her hand stabbed Cong Rong straight into the chest.

"Qi Yu... no, Qi Yu, Qi Yu!"

Ji Tingqiu yelled in his sleep. Before he woke up, Cong Rong was awakened by the sound and opened his eyes.