Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

"First time?"

Sang Qingjiu smiled playfully and nibbled his red ear affectionately.

Not too strong.

It just feels like it bites you in the heart, it's very seductive.

Zhong Rong stared straight at Sang Qingjiu and nodded lightly, "Sister, I have classes tomorrow."

"At this time, don't say those meaningless words. Be good and kiss me."

Zhong Rong hesitated for a moment, raised his head and was about to kiss her when Sang Qingjiu kissed her like a storm.

On his lips, neck, body...

Inch by inch.

She loves to bite people, leaving a circle of teeth marks on her chest.

Zhong Rong didn't know what to do at all. The kisses were jerky, and when he entered, he was even more dazed, his eyes blurred and lost focus.

"Sister~"

His slender, well-jointed fingers tightly clasped Sang Qingjiu's waist, and his fingers and eyes were a little red.

The originally clear voice had become slightly hoarse.

"Sister, kiss me."

"Where are you kissing?"

"Where...where?"

Zhong Rong looked at Sang Qingjiu with blank eyes, "I don't know, I just feel like you want to kiss me."

Sang Qingjiu couldn't help but chuckle, and ran his fingertips around his body, "Here, or here?"

"I want to."

"Then you are so greedy."

He said "greedy", but in fact Sang Qingjiu was quite happy to act.

Needless to say, this bed is really good. It is soft but not the kind that can sink you into. It is very comfortable to sleep on.

The lights are dim.

Sound insulation is good.

The large bathtub placed in the corner is also very good, but it's just a bit cramped.

The floor-to-ceiling windows are also very large, and the material of the curtains is even soft and non-irritating.

No wonder the driver just said that this hotel is better than a five-star hotel, and the accommodation fee of several thousand yuan is well worth it!

When Sang Qingjiu opened the curtains to get some air, there were fewer vehicles passing by outside.

She leaned against the window, the slim lady's cigarette held between her fingertips.

In the smoke, those eyes that should have been cold looked at the people in the room with a bit of a smile.

Zhong Rong came out wearing a bathrobe. The bathrobe was tied loosely, revealing a little of her chest.

The fair skin is covered with red marks.

Under Sang Qingjiu's gaze, he embarrassedly pulled his bathrobe a little tighter, "Isn't sister still asleep?"

"Just slept."

Sang Qingjiu said meaningfully.

Zhong Rong was too embarrassed to look at her, so he lowered his head and picked up the clothes from the floor, dusted them twice and hung them in the cabinet.

He will wear it tomorrow.

It just looks a little wrinkled.

"Why are you short of money?"

Sang Qingjiu walked to the bed and lay down halfway, took out his mobile phone and saw that it was not twelve o'clock yet.

This is a good time to have a heart-to-heart talk.

Zhong Rong didn't think much and replied to her, "The hospital said that my mother suddenly became seriously ill and will need an operation soon. I had already wired the money in the car just now, and the doctor said the operation can be performed tomorrow."

"How far is it?"

"I don't know. It depends on the notice from the hospital."

"Where's your dad?"

"……died."

Zhong Rong was silent for a while before answering.

He thought of Father Zhong, the father who loved him very much but also treated him like a chicken.

He had also complained at the beginning, why did the other party commit suicide by jumping off the building, and why was he so cowardly that he did not dare to take up his responsibilities?

Later he understood——

His father's debt to the bank was something that his family had been struggling to repay even a hundred years ago.

So his dad committed suicide.

The debt was borne by his father in his own name, and the debt would be wiped out after his death.

If his father is dead, they won't be involved.

There are also some bits and pieces of family business debts that he had to pay back, but he has actually paid back less than half of them, and he can finish them with hard work.

"I think you must have had a pretty good family before."

Sang Qingjiu asked.

"How to say?"

Sang Qingjiu smiled and said, "Your skin feels like that of a wealthy young man."

Zhong Rong was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes to look at himself, and saw that the red ears were starting to heat up again.

"What kind of rich son am I? My family has been bankrupt for more than two years."

Then he asked back: "Is this the first time for sister to raise someone?"

Although his actions are sophisticated, I don’t know how he got there.

but!

It must be the first time to use live ammunition, after all, he has feelings.

"Yes~"

Sang Qingjiu admitted it straight away, "I didn't expect to raise a beautiful young master for the first time."

"Young master, I've become your canary now."

"What happened to Canary?"

Sang Qingjiu touched his waist, "Be my canary. In the future, many young masters may ask you to blow the pillow breeze in my ears~"

Zhong Rong glanced at her, not quite believing it, but he didn't refute it.

"Regardless of all external factors, is there anything you want to do?"

What do you want to do?

Listening to Sang Qingjiu's question, Zhong Rong lowered his eyes slightly, "Me?"

"Maybe... I want to be a free and powerful composer. When the time comes, the songs I write can be given to whoever they want. I don't have to write other people's names and let others get the copyright..."

"Many professors praised me for my talent, and two professors gave me graduate school places..."

He is really talented.

He is very proficient in composing music and lyrics.

In the original world plot, he can write straightforward and simple saliva songs as well as majestic symphonies.

After just a few songs, the songs that Jiang Zhe spent a lot of money to buy were compared to rubbish, allowing Jiang Zhe's enemies to step on him and rise to the top.

If it weren't for the strength of the Jiang family, Jiang Zhe probably wouldn't be able to defeat Zhong Rong.

This is a disgrace in talent.

"great."

Sang Qingjiu praised him and kept touching his abdominal muscles, "Did the boy who argued with you at the hotel door steal your work?"

"you know?"

"I heard a little bit."

"Then, do you believe me?"

"Of course I believe you."

Hearing this, Zhong Rong's eyes lit up and he immediately explained to her, "The two songs he sang are indeed mine. I haven't published them yet and plan to sell them to old customers."

"But he sang it himself and didn't admit that he stole it from me."

"All the information in my computer is gone!"

"I don't even know how?"

Sang Qingjiu said "Hmm", "You always keep your computer in the dormitory, right? Who can access it? And the other party needs to know that you are composing these two songs."

"All my roommates know. I also guess that one of them colluded with Jiang Zhe, but I have no evidence."

As he said that, Zhong Rong's eyes dropped, feeling aggrieved.

Sang Qingjiu raised his hand and rubbed his head gently, "Are you looking for someone to restore the computer traces? Most people delete things, but they can't delete them cleanly."

"I tried the computer store near the school, but couldn't find it."

"That's because they are incompetent. Bring it to me tomorrow and I will help you find it."

"Hmm~Okay."

Zhong Rong thought for two seconds and then agreed.

He couldn't find it anyway, so there was nothing wrong with giving Sang Qingjiu a try.

If she could find out, wouldn't everyone be happy?