Author: Qingqing Zijin 05 Machine Translation
Mrs. Smith just stared at Long Chenjue in a daze. The anger on her face disappeared. This man actually wanted to feed her wine.
At this moment, long chenjue had already taken the wine glass from Mrs. Smith's hand and directly fed it to Mrs. Smith's mouth. Mrs. Smith was choked by the wine and kept coughing.
In the end, the wine was completely drunk.
Jian Xiaomo looked at Mrs. Smith's Red Face and heaved a sigh of relief.
At this moment, the servant ran in with a pair of snow-white gloves. Long Chenjue took the pair of gloves and put them on his hands.
"Why is my head a little dizzy? " Mrs. Smith asked in puzzlement.
"It's natural to feel dizzy when you drink, " long Chenjue said coldly. "Do you want me to teach you how to play the piano? If not, I'll go back. "
Mrs. Smith immediately stopped thinking about this matter when she heard long Chenjue's words. She walked to the piano and made some space for long Chenjue to sit down with her.
Jian Xiaomo looked at the two of them sitting in the same chair. She felt suffocated.
She immediately looked up and looked elsewhere.
At this moment, Mrs. Smith's painful voice was heard. "Young Master Long, you're hurting my finger. "
Jian Xiaomo could not help but turn around. She saw that although long Chenjue was teaching Mrs. Smith to play the piano, long Chenjue's finger was clamping Mrs. Smith's finger tightly like a pair of pliers. Mrs. Smith's finger was already red Jian Xiaomo saw that Mrs. Smith was in so much pain that her face was scrunched up.
It was easy to imagine how much strength long Chenjue had used.
The two of them continued to play the piano. The music had no rhythm at all, and Mrs. Smith's focus was not on it at all. Her hands were so painful that she couldn't concentrate at all, but she was unwilling to give up such an opportunity.
She could only endure the pain and continue to play.
Soon, she felt her eyelids grow heavy. With a Bang, Mrs. Smith fell on the piano.
Jian Xiaomo was not surprised because she knew that long Chenjue had done something to her. Long Chenjue stood up from the chair and looked at Mrs. Smith with disgust. Then, he walked to Jian Xiaomo and said coldly, "let's go. "
"That Mrs. Smith... " Jian Xiaomo said.
"She won't die. Someone will carry her back, " Long Chenjue said faintly. Then, he directly pulled Jian Xiaomo's hand and walked out. Finally, he got rid of this woman who made him feel sick.
When he walked outside, Long Chenjue felt that his breathing had become smoother, especially the smell of Jian Xiaomo, which made long Chenjue's face look better. He was about to reach out and Hug Jian Xiaomo.
Long Chenjue suddenly thought of something and said, "Jian Xiaomo, I can't touch you now. I touched that woman just now. She's so dirty. "
After saying that, long chenjue suddenly strode forward.
Looking at the tall and straight figure of the man, Jian Xiaomo's heart suddenly hurt. She stood there for a while, then Jian Xiaomo quickly followed after him.
As soon as long chenjue returned to the bedroom, he shut himself in the bathroom. After taking a shower for an hour, Jian xiaomo started to feel restless outside.
Could this man have fallen asleep inside.
Jian Xiaomo reached out her hand and was about to knock on the door.
Suddenly, the door opened with a creak. Long Chenjue walked out with a towel draped over his body. His neat short hair was still dripping. Just as Jian Xiaomo was about to speak, long chenjue suddenly pressed Jian Xiaomo against a wall.