Can You Love Me?

The girl bit her lip and boldly cuddled up to Jian Zechuan, she knew in her heart that as long as she could get close to the third master of Jian's family, she would have everything.

Jian Zechuan put his arms around the girl's waist amidst all the ambiguous eyes.

The waist is indeed quite thin, but... not as soft as Xin Ai's. When I looked closely, I found that the skin was not as white and tender as hers. The mouth was too big, the eyes were too small, and the feet... were too big...

Jian Zechuan felt that he had wronged himself too much by talking to such a woman.

Jian Zechuan's interest dissipated little by little, he pushed the girl away, picked up the napkin and wiped his hands carefully.

"Third brother, you are not serious about that little beauty, you want to guard her like a jade?"

Someone booed: "Third Master is a person who has eaten big fish and meat, so he doesn't like this kind of porridge and side dishes."

Jian Zechuan wiped his fingers little by little, "Indeed, the difference is too much."

He suddenly remembered the flattering words that Xin Ai said: Pearls and jade are in front of you, how can you still look at others?

There was a slight smile in his eyes.

This is not wrong.

...

Xin Ai yawned, and glanced at the time, I wiped it, it was already 2 o'clock in the morning, the bastard Jian Zechuan wouldn't be here, right?

No, he looked at her for the last time before leaving, clearly intending to swallow her up. Could it be that she misunderstood her.

But if he doesn't come, wouldn't her careful preparation... all be in vain?

Xin Ai scolded Jian Zechuan, my old lady tried her best to tease you, but you are hooked!

Fortunately, she still listened to Su Xiaoling's nonsense, so she ran to buy a pair of pajamas with almost no fabric at all expensive money, but in the end, she was blind!

Xin Ai shook her head, trying to make Jian Zechuan fascinated by her seemed to be basically impossible.

Xin Ai felt that the decision she made earlier was a little...too confident.

She got up and was about to go upstairs, but just as she stepped onto the steps, she heard movement in the hallway.

Jian Zechuan pushed open the door, the room was dark and unusually quiet, the vague fragrance behind him slowly flowed in the dark night, the corners of his lips raised.

Xin Ai tiptoed, holding her breath and wanted to pounce, but as soon as she moved, the man in the night turned around as swiftly as a cheetah, grabbed her wrist, and pressed her against the wall: "Aren't you asleep yet?"

The other party's face could not be seen in the dark, but his voice made Xin Ai's ears numb.

She said displeasedly: "If uncle doesn't come, how dare I sleep? I promised to give you a thank you gift. I'm a person who keeps my word. It's not like you just came back now?"

Even if the lights were not turned on, Jian Zechuan could still imagine that she was full of anger, like a little wife who asked her husband why he came home late.

Jian Zechuan drank some wine, was in a good mood, and laughed lowly. The little liar was so courageous that he dared to talk to her like that.

Xin Ai groped and found the switch on the wall.

There was a crisp sound, and the light in the entrance was turned on. Xin Ai was sticking to the wall, her eyes were full of water in the morning, her red lips were alluring, and her beautiful and young body was wrapped in black lace pajamas, as if blooming in the dark night, alluring. A poisonous flower heading towards the abyss of evil.

She stepped on Jian Zechuan's feet, with a look of innocence on her gorgeous face: "Does uncle like this gift?"

Before Jian Zechuan finished speaking, she immediately said again: "Okay, don't talk anymore, I know you like it, so... does it look good?"

Jian Zechuan's fingers brushed the thin straps on his shoulders, the rich black in his eyes was deeper than the night sky, and even his voice became hoarse: "It's not good-looking..."

"So, take it off."

Xin Ai grabbed his clothes and couldn't help laughing: "Third Master, do your friends know that you are so...shameless?"

Seeing that Jian Zechuan's face turned dark, Xin Ai hurried up to kiss her, and comforted her, "Of course, of course...I like all your looks, especially...the shameless look, it's not too charming."

"How much do you like it?"

Xin Ai tilted her head and said with a smile: "I like it so much, as soon as I see you... I will..."

The last voice disappeared between Jian Zechuan's lips and teeth, and the night outside the window seemed to be a little thicker. The thin pajamas on Xin Ai's body were not taken upstairs after all, and fell into two pieces on the ground.

...

The breeze outside the window lifts the window screen, and cool breeze blows in.

Xin Ai brushed against Xin Ai's sweaty back, she was lying on the bed, unwilling to move her fingers, the breeze blew by, bringing a burst of coolness.

Xin Ai sighed, Su Xiaoling is indeed a veteran in the field of love, her method is still useful, and I will ask her for advice next time.

Jian Zechuan's slender fingers caressed the beautiful butterfly bones on Xin Ai's back, like stroking his own pet cat, with a rare tenderness but without much emotion.

"I'm going abroad for a while, so be honest with me at home!"

Xin Ai snorted: "Look, you don't believe me, am I that...dishonest person?"

The earlobe was pinched.

"Are you?"

Xin Ai rubbed her ears and said obediently: "I am only dishonest in front of you, but I am very shy and honest in front of outsiders."

Will Jian Zechuan believe that she is a ghost, and honestly run to put a man's sack in the middle of the night and send him to the hospital?

If he hadn't asked Jian Si to finish her off, she would have entered the police station by now.

Jian Zechuan casually picked up a check on the coffee table and handed it to Xin Ai.

Xin Ai was stunned for a moment, isn't it, today is so good? This money feels a bit burnt and hard to handle!

Jian Zechuan raised his eyebrows: "Don't want it?"

Xin Ai supported her sore waist, and stretched out her hand to snatch it away: "Yes, of course, my man gave it to me, so I still want it."

"You man."

"That's right, aren't you?" Xin Ai said it as a matter of course.

Jian Zechuan narrowed his eyes and looked at Xin Ai's slim back, it seemed that this title sounded quite fresh and not annoying.

Xin Ai picked up her wallet, saw the photos inside, hesitated for two seconds, and deliberately dropped the photo of her and Xin Huan out of the wallet.

Jian Zechuan scanned the photos on the ground with a slightly cold face.

Xin Ai picked up the photo, looked at it with Jian Zechuan, pointed to Xin Huan and said, "This is my sister, isn't it... not as good looking as me?"

When she said this, her heart was beating wildly, trying to restrain herself from shaking.

She hesitated for a long time, she wanted to test Jian Zechuan, but she never dared.

It's impossible for Jian Zechuan not to know about Xin Huan's disappearance. He even knows the purpose of his approach to him, but if he doesn't say anything, Xin Ai still can't find a breakthrough. She can only... boldly try this way.

Otherwise, when will she wait?

The corner of Jian Zechuan's lips was slightly mocking, "Better than you."

Xin Ai kept staring at Jian Zechuan, trying to see the subtle changes in his face, but no, she still couldn't see through him.

Xin Ai gritted her teeth and said, "Uncle, I will be angry if you do this."

Jian Zechuan suddenly reached out and grabbed Xin Ai and brought her into his arms: "Are you angry?"

Xin Ai shook her body, suppressed her panic, and said like a little girl, "You can't say that other women are prettier than me."

Jian Zechuan took the photo from Xin Ai's hand, and smiled half a smile: "Your sister can't do it either?"