Eight Hundred and Twenty I Just Want to Play with You

This man, when he didn't speak, felt very oppressive, which made her feel even more stressed.

She took a small step and stepped back, trying to keep as much distance from him as possible. However, soon his body was pressed against the car body, and there was no way to retreat.

Tang Jue took a step forward with his aggressive long legs and looked down at her.

Being so close, Qiqi could clearly smell the clean cologne on his body.

"Sorry, Mr. Tang, please step back, I'm going back." She tried to keep her tone calm.

Tang Jue didn't like that she was avoiding him like this. He raised her palm-sized face with a long finger, and his sparkling peach blossom eyes revealed all his love, "Are you divorced from him?"

Qiqi subconsciously raised her hand to remove his fingers from her face. But, the next moment...

Her delicate hand was clasped by his backhand. Before she could react, he pulled a little harder, and her soft body suddenly fell onto his chest.

Qiqi was embarrassed, her face turned red, and she struggled but couldn't get away.

Looking up, Tang Jue still had the same look on his face, "Leaving or not leaving?"

"I don't plan to divorce." She replied without hiding it.

As soon as he finished speaking, the air around him seemed to freeze for two seconds. She could clearly feel that the man's grip on her was a little stronger.

Qiqi knew that she couldn't struggle, so she stopped struggling, and just looked at him neither humble nor arrogant, "If there is no accident, Mr. Tang must have received the 1 million check - that is all the expenses I will pay you. I owe you nothing anymore.”

"Check? The one Mo Xun signed?"

"……Um."

Tang Jue was not angry, but looked at her and smiled, "Qiqi, what I want is never allowed to be labeled by anyone else."

So, how could he allow her to use a check signed in another man's name?

Qiqi knew that he was arrogant, and he did have the capital to be arrogant. However, that does not mean that as his enemy, I must accept his arrogance unconditionally and without any bottom line.

"Mr. Tang, first of all, I am not an object, and I am not someone you can hold up and play with whenever you want.

I'm going to bring you things to play with. Second, Mo Xun is not someone else, he is my husband. " Qiqi said these words, still calm and calm, but her tone was firm, "Please let me go. "

The people around Tang Jue, including Jian Qing, were shocked when they heard her words.

This is the first time I heard someone dare to talk to the young master like this. Moreover, how many women even dream of wanting the young master to look at her twice...

This young girl looks so quiet, how can she be so bold?

Jian Qing couldn't help but look at her twice more.

"Provoking me?" Tang Jue tried his best to hold back the anger caused by calling someone else 'husband'. The big palm branded on her waist suddenly slid down, "Baby, can you bear the consequences of provoking me?"

Qiqi's breathing suddenly became chaotic. Her fingers were tugging on the sleeves of his suit, and her white knuckles were so stretched that they turned white.

At that moment, even his breathing became tense.

The only experience men and women had in this regard was the nightmare they had on Tang Jue's bed some time ago.

How could Qiqi be Tang Jue's opponent?

"Tang Jue, you can't!" She scolded lightly, her disapproving eyes drifting from Tang Jue's face, and she glanced at the others with embarrassment and embarrassment. Those people, whether they were used to it or trained well, had already turned their backs and just stood there as if they were just model decorations.

What kind of monsters are there in the Tang Sect?

Qiqi was a little at a loss, and she didn't dare to look at Tang Jue with such an ambiguous posture. I don't know whether it was from embarrassment or annoyance, but there was a thin layer of blush on her face.

Tang Jue smiled charmingly, "Why not? You don't want to pay off your debt to me?"

"I've already paid it off." She couldn't help but feel anxious, "You take the check to the bank, and the bank will..."

"But bank loans have to be calculated with interest." Tang Jue leaned towards her, and suddenly the distance between the two people was so close that their lips were almost touching each other, "I, Tang Jue, look like Like a philanthropist?”

The man's voice was clear and demonic, and he whispered softly. It sounds nice, but Qiqi can feel the fatal danger.

She tried hard to adjust her breathing so that her thoughts would not be affected by this dangerous man, and then she said, "How much interest do you want? I can pay you back right away."

"Well, I also like you to return it to me right away..." As soon as Tang Jue finished speaking, Qiqi let out a soft "ah", and she was pushed onto the back seat of the car by Tang Jue.

She was so shocked that she sat up almost immediately and hid back. However, if Tang Jue was a wild leopard, Qiqi in front of him would be a little white rabbit who could only be bullied by him. As soon as she moved, Tang Jue grabbed her waist, hugged her back easily, and held her firmly underneath him.

With all this fuss, both of them were breathing heavily. The weather was already a bit hot, but now Qiqi's face was blushing, and there were layers of sweat on her forehead.

"...What on earth do you want to play?" She was extremely anxious.

"Can't you tell?" Tang Jue hid the disappointment in his heart, put his lips to her ear in a flirtatious manner, and blew into her ear, "I want to play with you, baby..."

Her eyelashes trembled, "...Tang Jue, you are going too far."

The little face avoided his breath.

She didn't like the way he treated her like a toy. In this world, no one is born superior.

Tang Jue did not let go of her. Instead, he touched her left wrist all the way, grabbed it, and raised it above her head. Before she could react, he had already pulled up the cuffs of her shirt. The deep scars on his wrists are still obvious.

Qiqi wanted to hide and didn't want him to see her. But he tightened it and pressed it on top of her head. He looked at it deeply for two seconds, a deep light flashed across his eyes, and then he suddenly kissed the wound.

She trembled slightly.

The man's lips were very thin and soft, and when they touched the wound, she felt as hot as fire. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but it seemed... there was some emotion hidden in his kiss that she couldn't understand...

Uncomfortable, she subconsciously shrank her hand, only to hear his clear voice: "Qiqi, I don't like anyone hurting me, so... be good and don't do such stupid things again."

Qiqi bit her lip and said nothing.

How could he demand so confidently? Wasn't it because of him that she hurt herself?

"Did you hear that?" Without waiting for a reply, Tang Jue seemed unhappy and frowned.

Qiqi took a long time before she let out a muffled 'hmm'.

She originally thought that Tang Jue would do something more extreme to her like last time, but unexpectedly, when she was in distress, he suddenly pulled away from her and let her go.