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Chapter 880: 880 Out of Control (1)

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This man has always been a master at bewitching people...

Even when talking to you seriously, there is a hint of flirtation in his tone.

Qiqi's body was so tight that she didn't dare to look at him. She just whispered, "Let's go."

Tang Jue looked at her nervous expression with amusement, "Is there a wild beast chasing you?"

“…” The one standing next to her is the beast.

Qiqi murmured in her heart but didn't dare to say it out loud.

She looked at Tang Jue, but she still felt uncomfortable and wanted to look away, but the next moment, she saw him suddenly leaning towards her. The charming face like a fairy was getting closer and closer to her...

The familiar scent entangled with hers and wrapped around her nose. Qiqi's mind was blank for a moment. When she came to her senses, she subconsciously turned to the driver's seat and tried her best to avoid him. She raised her hands and pressed against his chest, wanting to push him out of the window in fear, "Tang Jue, don't..."

"What else?" He stopped and didn't move. Instead, he held her resisting hand in his palm.

His eyes fell on her little face, and he stared at her with a smile on his face. His eyes were filled with lust and a bit of natural temptation, which made people's heart beat unbearably.

Qiqi's mind was filled with the passionate scenes of him in the morning. She felt that his palm was wrapped around her hand, which was very hot. For a moment, the car became stuffy. She tried to pull her hand out, but he held it tightly and she couldn't get away at all.

He leaned over again, getting closer and closer to her...

"Tang Jue, don't stand in front of my uncle's house..." She turned away and protested softly, but before she could finish her words, a "click" sound cut her off.

He fastened her seat belt neatly.

Qiqi was stunned.

Then, she looked at her seat belt and then at him.

When she realized what was happening, she was so embarrassed that she wished she could find a hole to bury herself in, and she struggled to pull her hand out of his palm.

"What are you thinking about?" Tang Jue was in a good mood, laughing happily, and looked at Qiqi again before going around to the driver's seat. Qiqi felt that his last look was obviously making fun of her, and she became even more embarrassed, so she just turned her face to the window and didn't look at him.

My ears still feel a little hot.

Well, what is she thinking about!

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The car drove all the way to Tangmen.

Qiqi sat in the passenger seat, enjoying the wind outside the window. Many times, she couldn't help but glance at the man beside her. The black shirt on him had a wild sexiness. It didn't conflict with his inherent elegance, but blended perfectly.

"Tang Jue." Qiqi remembered something and called him softly.

"Yeah." Tang Jue's eyes were focused on the road conditions ahead. He didn't open his lips, but just replied to her from his throat.

"Don't come here again in the future."

Only then did Tang Jue glance over at her.

"My uncle doesn't allow me to associate with you. As for the reason..." Qiqi said this, pursed her lips, turned away, and didn't say anything else.

Tang Jue looked at her tense profile and knew what she was thinking. He moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing.

The two were very quiet along the way. The road was clear at night, and he drove steadily and quickly, so he arrived at Tang's house on the mountainside in 40 minutes.

At this time, the huge villa was already very quiet. Only the housekeeper and a few servants were still waiting for Tang Jue.

Tang Jue took off his tie, and the servant took it over in a well-trained manner. Tang Jue glanced at the empty room, "Where is the young master?"

"The young master has fallen asleep." replied the butler.

Tang Jue said "hmm" and walked in. Qiqi followed him. He turned around to look at her. Before he could speak, she said, "I'm a little tired, so let's go upstairs first..."

Tang Jue opened her lips, but before she could say anything, she hurried up the stairs as if escaping.

Looking at that back, Tang Jue's lips curled up unconsciously.

The little rabbit has been caught. If it wants to escape now, can it still escape

The housekeeper looked at the gradually disappearing figure, and then looked at the young master's expression, and secretly sighed in his heart: This young master is probably really serious. In the past, I have never seen him have such a bright expression towards other girls.

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Of course, Qiqi did not enter Tang Jue’s master bedroom, but the second bedroom where she had lived last time.

The place is completely different from the last time I came here. The dressing room is filled with clothes of various styles. Qiqi can tell at a glance that they are all her size.

Next to the dressing room is a storage room, which contains various lenses.

What caught her eye the most was a vintage camera placed in the most conspicuous position. It was a collection used by Master Senas in the 1960s and had been treasured in an international museum.

During the time when Qiqi was blind, she always said that her biggest regret was that she had never seen the camera in person. Later, after she had surgery and regained her sight, she learned that the camera had been auctioned off at a high price, and she was not able to take a look at it.

Qiqi never expected that the person who bought this was Tang Jue. Moreover, such a valuable thing was right within her reach.

Qiqi originally wanted to pick it up and take a closer look, but as soon as her hand touched it, she carefully retracted it for fear of damaging it.

Some precious things can only be viewed from a distance and not played with.

Moreover, if she really damaged such a work of art, she couldn't afford the compensation.

Qiqi walked around the storage room again before reluctantly leaving. She took a set of pajamas from the dressing room and put them on. She lay on the bed, looking at the unfamiliar ceiling, feeling a little dazed.

I had felt so determined before that I would never submit to Tang Jue, but now...

She sighed, not wanting to think about it, and just as she closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep, she heard the anxious voice of a servant outside.

"I'm sorry, young master... The changed sheets should still be in the laundry room. I'll find them for you right away."

"No, I'll go by myself."

"You're going by yourself?" The servant was obviously surprised.

The butler interrupted, "Master, that's not a place you should go to. Let me go."

"Okay, stop talking. Get out of the way."

The voices of these people were ringing right at her door, and Qiqi also heard the words "changed sheets" clearly.

They... couldn't be talking about the bed sheet that was taken off Tang Jue's bed at night

Qiqi pondered for a moment, got up from the bed and opened the door.

Outside the door, Tang Jue was turning around and walking downstairs, with the housekeeper and servants following carefully behind him.

"Tang Jue." Qiqi called him.

Her voice was soft and gentle, like a fluttering veil, and sounded particularly comfortable at night.