Qiqi's heart jumped, not knowing what the consequences he meant by "you will bear the consequences yourself" would be, or whether it was a consequence she could bear.
Instinctively, she avoided taking up the subject.
She just took the empty cup from him and looked at him, "Mr. Tang, please go back. It's so late. I won't keep you any longer."
This little woman had been chasing him away since he hadn't even walked in! When had Tang Jue ever encountered such a problem
Tang Jue's eyes were gloomy, and he didn't move, but suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist. She tried to pull it out vigilantly, and her body instinctively stepped back.
He took a step forward and she was pressed against the wall of the corridor. Tang Jue was very tall, casting a shadow over her. Qiqi felt a strong sense of oppression.
She took a deep breath, held the cup tightly with one hand, and tried to push him away with the other hand. But the next moment, he suddenly raised his hand and covered her forehead with his big palm.
Qiqi was stunned.
I just felt his palms were burning.
She was also extremely hot.
"Your fever hasn't gone down yet?" he asked.
Qiqi was a little confused, and her eyelashes were trembling violently, "... Yeah, maybe."
"You didn't have dinner?"
Qiqi raised her eyes questioningly, "... How do you know?"
It’s not surprising that he knew he had a high fever, after all, he met Tang Song in the hospital today.
But…
"Who do you think made that call just now?" He narrowed his eyes.
"Phone?" Qiqi murmured these two words and finally understood, "So, it was you who talked to me on the phone just now?"
Tang Jue's hand moved away from her forehead, and his fingertips, with a dangerous touch, fell on her little face, which was slightly flushed due to the fever. "Baby, tell me, who do you think I am?"
"… "
Qiqi pursed her lips and stopped talking. She felt that if she said it was Mo Xun, this man who could not tolerate the slightest provocation would definitely fly into a rage.
She had seen him lose his temper before, and last time he had dragged her into the car, and she was almost...
Qiqi didn't want to provoke him anymore, so she just took his hand off her face and said, "I... feel a little uncomfortable and want to sleep... If you have anything to say, let's talk during the day."
"Hmm. Where's the thermometer?"
"Huh?" The sudden question caught Qiqi off guard.
"You can sleep, but before you go to sleep, take your temperature."
Tang Jue finished speaking and took a step back. Qiqi stared at him blankly, and his beautiful lips opened, "Why don't you go get it?"
"… "
Qiqi looked for the thermometer in the medicine box. During the whole process, her mind was actually a little confused. Did Tang Jue drive here from Tangmen just because of the phone call with her
The place where she lived was not in the same district as Tangmen. It would take more than an hour to cross the district and take the viaduct.
He was so sick, and it was very hard for him to drive for more than an hour in the middle of the night. As for her now, she felt dizzy even when she stood for a while, as if she was going to fall down at any time.
Qiqi found that she couldn't figure out Tang Jue's thoughts at all. Was he just trying to make her fall into his hands willingly? Was he really so keen on this kind of game? If so, then he was a natural hunter...
"What are you thinking about?"
Just as she was crouching on the ground with her medicine box in her arms, thinking about something, Tang Jue's figure came over from behind. Her hoarse voice fell into her ears.
Qiqi looked at him, and for some reason she didn't dare to look him in the eye again. She just shook her head, took out the thermometer, disinfected it briefly, and put it in her mouth. She said nothing, and no longer cared about Tang Jue, and walked to the sofa and sat down silently.
Feeling very uncomfortable again, I grabbed a pillow and hugged it in my arms, curling myself up into a ball, closing my eyes and pretending to take a nap.
But even so, she still couldn't ignore the extremely strong presence of the other man in the room. She felt that the man seemed to have entered the restaurant. What was he doing in the restaurant
Qiqi was curious but didn't dare to open her eyes.
then…
A minute later, a voice that couldn't be any colder was heard in the restaurant.
"Qiqi, come here!"
Just five simple words.
However, every word was pronounced with great emphasis.
Qiqi sat on the sofa and could even imagine his eyes, filled with anger and threats.
only…
She recruited him again
"I'll count to three, then come here. Don't let me catch you." His tone was extremely cold.
Qiqi frowned, but finally, reluctantly put down the pillow, slid down from the sofa, and walked into the dining room.
Tang Jue stood beside the dining table.
From her angle, she could only see his tense profile. What happened to him
Tang Jue's eyes swept across her face with an icy, even indifferent look.
He pointed a finger at something on the table, with a sneer on his lips: "What is this?"
Qiqi looked in the direction his finger was pointing and suddenly fell silent.
That was the bull whip soup made by Mo’s mother…
"You did it yourself, but you don't recognize it?" Tang Jue's eyes were full of ice. He originally wanted to see what kind of life this woman and Mo Xun usually lead, but he didn't expect...
Oh~
What a surprise.
"It's just... you know." Qiqi pulled the thermometer out of her mouth, unable to utter the word 'bullwhip'.
However, what was Tang Jue upset about? She couldn't figure it out.
But as soon as she finished her words, she felt her body flying into the air.
Tang Jue held her hips and carried her directly to the dining table. Because of his anger, he squeezed her buttocks hard. Qiqi was startled and subconsciously wanted to slide off the table, but his long legs pushed her knees apart without any explanation, and his tall body aggressively squeezed between her legs. Following the pressure, he asked:
"Are you so horny now?"
"You...what did you say?"
Tang Jue was really angry, and his anger was quite strong. He reached directly into her pajamas and pushed aside the covering.
His long fingers were hot.
And very powerful.
She suddenly felt as if electricity was passing through her body.
That feeling was so strange that it was scary.
Qiqi was really frightened, her little face flushed red, and she was at a loss for a moment. When she came to her senses, she wanted to take his hand away, but he retracted the strength in his hand, not only did he not let go, he even increased the strength.
"You can't do this, or are you expecting me to do this?" He looked down upon her, his lips almost touching hers but not touching them, as if he was playing with her.