Unbearable words, probably the most audacious ones Qing Muy野 had heard in years.
Anyone else might have already become a wisp of soul in the underworld.
But she, Meng Jingwei, truly relied on Qing Muy野's affection, fearless.
The man's obsidian-like sharp eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils flashing with a dangerous aura, "Meng, Jing, Wei!"
"Why are you calling me, Qing Muy野? I'm telling you, even calling my name now feels like an insult to me. You'd better… mmmph…"
She was still cursing wildly, but her words were cut short halfway as the man silenced her with a kiss.
Meng Jingwei's head rested on the motorcycle's dashboard, her eyes wide, staring at Qing Muy野 in disbelief, "Mmmph… Get lost…"
Assaulted by his kiss, Meng Jingwei's heart ignited with burning anger, feeling as though she had been greatly taken advantage of.
Even though as his slightly cool lips touched hers, the familiar masculine scent filled her nostrils.
That scent was so familiar, as if in a dream, or perhaps present every day, causing her inner anger to inexplicably subside considerably.
But…
What was going on? How could she be so familiar with the scent on Qing Muy野?
Was this damned man taking advantage of her every day while she slept? Otherwise, why would she be so accustomed to it, feeling so natural?
The recently subsided anger surged back into her heart. She struggled to extend her hand, about to slap Qing Muy野 again. However, the man had already anticipated her move. He freed a hand from the handlebars, directly grabbed her wrist, stood up, and gazed at her with cold eyes, "What, addicted to hitting?"
"Who told you to be so shameless… Hiss…"
As Meng Jingwei uttered a curse, Qing Muy野 suddenly lowered his head, his sexy lips once again pressing onto her soft red lips, and bit down unexpectedly.
Instantly, blood seeped into her lips, and a sweet, metallic taste flooded her mouth.
"It hurts so much, Qing Muy野, are you a dog? You actually bit me!"
Meng Jingwei was furious. She shoved him away, kicked towards his face, but the man reacted swiftly, leaning back to evade her attack.
But who knew that the kick was just a feint? Her true intention was to duck past Qing Muy野, get off the motorcycle, and then run away without looking back.
Her hurried retreat was as if pursued by a fierce dog.
Qing Muy野 straightened up, pursed his lips, his eyes as dark as ink fixed on her retreating figure, and a curve formed on his lips, "Heh."
He smiled from the bottom of his heart, shook his head helplessly, and accelerated, leaving directly.
She was currently in a fit of rage, and Qing Muy野 didn't want to invite trouble.
But…
She was clearly the one putting on a show of strength!
In the past, he could not tolerate a woman's unreasonable behavior. Now, however, he found this Meng Jingwei to be unique, adding ripples to his tranquil life.
After running only a few steps, Meng Jingwei stopped when she saw Qing Muy野 driving away on his motorcycle.
Beep beep beep—
Not long after, a car stopped beside her. Song Ci, sitting in the passenger seat, lowered the window, "Miss Meng, get in, we'll take you back."
"Okay."
As long as it wasn't Qing Muy野's car, she would ride in anyone's car. "Assistant Song, you're so kind."
She said, opening the car door and getting in.
Song Ci replied, "Miss Meng is too kind."
How was he kind?
It was not his own boss who had given the direct order, otherwise, on this desolate mountain, would they have left Meng Jingwei here?
After nearly an hour, they arrived in the city.
Returning to the Night Glow apartment, Meng Jingwei entered the living room. As she stood at the entrance changing her shoes, she saw the shoes Qing Muy野 had worn yesterday placed aside.
He was back?
Lost in thought, she heard the clatter of a spatula from the kitchen.
"Hurry up and wash up, dinner's ready."
Qing Muy野, busy in the kitchen, seemed to know she had returned.
She shuffled in her slippers to the kitchen and took a look.
On the stove, the congee in the clay pot was bubbling, steam rising and disappearing through the range hood.
Meng Jingwei glanced at the congee, then at Qing Muy野, her gaze complex and filled with doubt, as if saying: Congee again? Heh, you only know how to make congee. But, I don't care to eat it, who knows if you put poison in it.
Ignoring Qing Muy野's somber handsome face, she headed straight for the bedroom.
Suddenly, she thought of something, walked out of her own bedroom, and turned to Qing Muy野's bedroom.
Just as Qing Muy野 walked out of the kitchen and saw Meng Jingwei entering his bedroom, a bad premonition immediately arose.
Sharing the same roof, Meng Jingwei was very principled: she would never enter his room without permission.
He placed the congee pot in the dining room and walked towards the master bedroom.
However, before he could take a few steps, suddenly, a ferocious roar erupted from the bedroom, "Qing, Muy, Ye!"
Accompanied by Meng Jingwei's hysterical shouting, she emerged from the bedroom with an aura of ferocity, casually picking up an antique porcelain vase from the display stand on her right and hurling it directly at Qing Muy野, "You damned scoundrel, you said you didn't touch me, you liar!"
The antique flew in an arc through the air, directly towards Qing Muy野's face. He reacted quickly, catching it barehanded.
His face, as if sculpted by fine craftsmanship, sank slightly, "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong? Heh, how dare you ask me what's wrong?"
Meng Jingwei walked up to Qing Muy野 angrily, grabbed the tie at his neck, and yanked him forward. Although the tie suddenly tightened, choking Qing Muy野,
It had to be said that this damn woman's action was indeed wild and domineering, coupled with her little punk attire, it was both cool and handsome.
"You like to lie, don't you? Then tell me, what is this, huh?!"
She held up a bottle of medicine, the small white bottle labeled with the drug name – Estazolam tablets!
Qing Muy野's handsome eyes glanced at the medicine bottle clutched by her fair jade fingers, his face showing little expression, as if everything was within his expectations.
"I knew the milk you gave me always tasted strange. So you really put sleeping pills in it. You despicable, shameless dog, do you believe I'll call the police now and accuse you of rape?!"
Anger.
Burning rage raged, incinerating her last shred of reason.
"You like to lie, don't you? Now I'm giving you a chance, so come up with a reason. Huh?!" She glared at Qing Muy野, her grip on his tie tightening.
Qing Muy野 frowned, pulled the tie back from her hand, untied it, and threw it onto the sofa nearby.
"Estazolam tablets are indeed medicine, they help with sleep. But haven't you noticed you've developed insomnia? These medications were prescribed by a doctor, to help you maintain basic sleep."
A person not good at explaining, cornered by Meng Jingwei, reluctantly tried to explain.
However, after his explanation, Meng Jingwei didn't believe a single word.
"You have insomnia, your whole family has insomnia! You despicable, shameless dog!"
Meng Jingwei threw the medicine at Qing Muy野's face, returned to her bedroom, grabbed her phone, and rushed out with her bag.