He lowered his head slightly and his entire body was shrouded in darkness, as if he was waiting for someone. He was extremely patient, but the pile of cigarette butts under his feet seemed to indicate that he was a little irritated.
Finally, when it was close to 10 o'clock in the evening, a slender figure carrying a drawing board passed by.
She walked very slowly, as if she had long been accustomed to such a dark night. The woman's face was a little cold, without much expression. There was an unspeakable indifference from the inside out.
Jiang Chuchu had just walked into the alley when she felt a pain in her wrist. Someone pulled her over and pressed her against the wall.
Then, without waiting for her to see who it was.
The person was already pressed against the wall. A strong hand pinched her chin, and then her lips were fiercely pressed against it.
At first, Jiang Chuchu thought that she had met some Lewd Hooligan. When she was close enough, she only saw the man in front of her clearly through the faint light.
She was stunned for a few seconds, but she only looked at him coldly.
The drawing board on her shoulder fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Jiang Jingming's movements paused. The tip of his nose was pressed against hers, but his breathing was not very stable.
Jiang Chuchu was the first to speak. "Is it the other women who are not good-looking or the other women who are not fun? Why does young master Jiang have the time to think of me? "
She turned to the side and picked up the drawing board, trying to get a little further away from him.
Jiang Jingming reached out to grab her hand and rolled up his sleeve a little.
He did not see her right hand, so he went to grab her left hand.
Jiang Chuchu frowned. She wanted to break free, but she was not as strong as him. She stopped struggling immediately and just looked at him coldly. "Jiang Jingming, we have broken up for almost eight years. Can you not disturb my life? "
Jiang Jingming turned a deaf ear to her words and forcefully pulled her sleeve away.
But to his disappointment, there was still nothing on her wrist.
Jiang Jingming held her wrist very tightly. His Adam's apple moved slightly and the corners of his eyes were slightly red. "where is it? "
Jiang Chuchu furrowed her brows and said softly, "I don't know what you're talking about. "
Jiang Jingming slowly let go of her and gradually returned to his usual casual look. His eyes landed on Jiang Chuchu and said indifferently, "aren't you going to invite me up to have a seat? "
Jiang Chuchu turned around and left. "We're not close. "
Jiang Jingming curled the corners of his lips and his gaze deepened. He pulled her back again and said, "how are we close? I've only kissed you and you say you're not close? "
Jiang Chuchu smiled and said, "if that's the case, there are indeed a lot of men who are close to me. "
Jiang Jingming's gaze became a little more dangerous. She really knew how to provoke him forever.
He sneered and his casual face had a pair of dark eyes. "Miss Jiang, you've invited countless guests into your tent. I'm sure I'm not one of them. "
Jiang Chuchu didn't want to be entangled with him. She stared at him coldly and said, "Jiang Jingming, stay away from me. "
After saying that, she turned around and left.
Jiang Jingming stood where he was and stared at her back for a few seconds. No one knew what he was thinking.
Jiang Chuchu didn't heave a sigh of relief until she returned to her room and turned on the lights. She saw that he didn't follow her.
She walked to the dressing table and sat down. She was a little absent-minded when she saw that her face was covered in lipstick.
After a long silence, she opened the drawer on the dressing table and took out a black velvet box from it. She opened it gently.
It was a shiny silver bracelet with two names on the heart-shaped pendant.
Jiang Chuchu stared at the bracelet for a while. She couldn't help but think of how he looked like when he gave it to her. A faint smile appeared on her cold face.