The force on the man's neck gradually increased.

Jiang Zhimiao's hand covered the back of Shen Zhuowen's hand. She lowered her face, her warm breath sprayed on her skin, her voice was slow and soft , " When have I lied to you during this time? The phone call I had with Mingwei just now , you also heard——"

"The purpose of my phone call was just to prevent her from giving my information to Adolf again."

Her voice was filled with a sense of grievance , " Am I lying to you?"

His cheeks were red due to excessive hypoxia. His eyes looked directly at Shen Zhuowen in front of him, and his long eyelashes were stained with tears.

Jiang Zhimiao's voice was filled with confusion , " Or do you think I'm going to do something else?"

The words were ambiguous, with an air of temptation and temptation.

Shen Zhuowen's hand tightened almost uncontrollably.

Jiang Zhimiao said nothing and looked at him quietly.

Until the second when he was about to run out of oxygen, Shen Zhuowen suddenly let go of his hand.

Jiang Zhimiao was panicking. Her body instinctively leaned back, feeling like she was about to turn over.

Jiang Zhimiao's face was panicked, and he subconsciously reached out to grab the railing, trying to control his body to lean towards Shen Zhuowen.

Suddenly there was a support on my waist.

Jiang Zhimiao fell into Shen Zhuowen's arms.

Shen Zhuowen held his slender arms with both hands. He lowered his head slightly and looked sideways at the pale woman in front of him.

The woman's body couldn't stop shaking because of fear.

Before Jiang Zhimiao could react, Shen Zhuowen pulled her over and suddenly fell into his strong arms. Without giving her a chance to think, he lowered his head and blocked hers with his lips. , drive straight in.

Jiang Zhimiao's mind went blank for a moment and he could only passively bear the man's kiss.

The man's hand held her waist.

The kiss lasted for a long time.

Lack of oxygen, dizziness.

When they parted, one could vaguely see the glistening water stains on the side of the woman's lips.

The back of Jiang Zhimiao's neck turned red, and her fingers weakly grasped Shen Zhuowen's collar, for fear that the man would do the dangerous behavior just now.

She raised her head slightly, and there was darkness in the man's deep eyes. He reached out and touched the corner of her lips.

Jiang Zhimiao shrank back.

Shen Zhuowen put his fingers on her belly and said calmly , " It's best this way."

Jiang Zhimiao pursed her lips tighter and tighter, her eyelashes drooped, and a teardrop fell on the back of Shen Zhuowen's hand, the slight coolness revealing the master's unspoken grievances.

His thick thumb hooked the ends of Jiang Zhimiao's eyes, and he lowered his head and kissed her eyelids.

Sucked the teardrops.

Jiang Zhimiao's body trembled, and his heart skipped a beat.

However, Shen Zhuowen's kiss went from her eyelids to the bridge of her nose, then to the tip of her nose, her lips, and finally fell on her lips, "Why are you crying again?"

Jiang Zhimiao said in a low voice , " I didn't lie to you. I knew that you would go back and marry Jiang Renqi. I didn't expect that. I just wanted to enjoy the last period of happiness with you. You may think that my attitude has changed." too fast--"

She stood up on tiptoes and kissed Shen Zhuowen's lips gently.

"It's not too fast. I figured it out. I want to spend every day happily with you."

Shen Zhuowen put his hand on his back lightly.

Jiang Zhimiao's breath sprayed on his face, and her racing heart gradually stabilized. Her eyes blinked slightly, looking at Shen Zhuowen, and said in a calm voice , " Is that okay?"

Admittedly, she knew that everything she told was a lie.

She doesn't want Shen Zhuowen to return to China.

He didn't tell Shen Zhuowen that he had booked a flight to return to China in half a month.

One month should be enough to resolve the matter between her and Jiang Renqi.

...

The next day, Jiang Zhimiao's body fell apart and he almost couldn't get up from the bed.

When she trudged downstairs, Shen Zhuowen put the delivery breakfast on the table, but he was still talking on the phone.

Shen Zhuowen glanced sideways at her and told her with his eyes that breakfast was on the table.

Jiang Zhimiao didn't even look at the table. He walked over and kissed the corner of Shen Zhuowen's lips.

Shen Zhuowen spoke quickly.

Jiang Zhimiao blinked his eyes, and showed off his intention of running away after flirting with her. After the kiss, he took two steps back, walked to the dining table, sat down and started eating breakfast.

There was no chance for Shen Zhuowen to grab his hand.

The person on the other end of the phone didn't realize Shen Zhuowen's pause.

Of course, it may be that Shen Zhuowen's tone was too natural, and the other party had doubts in his heart, but did not ask.

The train to Jiang Zhi Miao Ding leaves at 11 noon.

When the train arrives at the station, you can eat local snacks in the neighboring city.

Jiang Zhimiao finished breakfast and took the things down from upstairs.

A whistle sounded at the door.

Jiang Zhimiao turned his head and asked , " Have you made a reservation for a car?"

Shen Zhuowen , " I didn't arrange it."

"Then this car is ... " Jiang Zhimiao hesitated for a moment and looked out through the window.

The body of the car is low-key and strong, completely black, with a silver soaring wing standing in front of the car.

You can tell at a glance that it is a custom-made Bentley, and it is expensive.

Shen Zhuowen said calmly , " The host of the banquet sent us here to pick us up."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in a black suit got out of the car, walked to the door, and rang the doorbell.

Jiang Zhimiao glanced at Shen Zhuowen and opened the door.

The man, who was in his early forties or early fifties, politely and distantly confirmed the address and owner of the house to Jiang Zhimiao, and then smiled , " I am Mr. Bezos's butler. I came here specifically to pick up Mr. Shen and you for the banquet." of."

Jiang Zhimiao squeezed his palms and said, "Then I'll trouble you."

The butler shook his head and helped put the luggage into the car. "You're welcome. This is what we should do."

Jiang Zhimiao did not expect that it was Bezos who invited Shen Zhuowen.

Bezos is very famous abroad. He was the richest man in country M last time. Later, due to the rise of emerging industries, he was relegated to second place.

Such a famous person would actually send a housekeeper here to pick up Shen Zhuowen.

Sitting in the car, she glanced sideways at Shen Zhuowen, then lowered her head and refunded the train ticket on her phone.

Shen Zhuowen held her hand and said in a polite and distant tone , " Please take us to the train station."

Jiang Zhimiao was startled.

The housekeeper looked up at them through the rearview mirror and hesitated , " Then I will wait for you at the train station, Mr. Shen?"

Shen Zhuowen , " We will go there by ourselves when the time comes."

The butler paused and said, "Okay."

I have seen a lot of guests over the years, and they have all kinds of quirks.

No wonder.

The housekeeper dropped Jiang Zhimiao and the others at the entrance of the train station and drove away, saying that they would meet in two years.

Jiang Zhimiao looked at the exhaust of the car leaving, looked at Shen Zhuowen, and asked , " Actually, taking the train is very troublesome. Instead of doing this, it might be faster for him to drive."

"I want to try."

Jiang Zhimiao was startled, "What are you trying?"

Shen Zhuowen , " The train is about to leave, let's get in first."

The electronic screens that come and go read the waiting gate, and the numbers of the trains that are about to leave are scrolling back and forth.

There was a lot of traffic.

Jiang Zhimiao searched for a while before he found their waiting area. He led the people there and squeezed forward to avoid the crowd and got on the bus.

Shen Zhuowen followed her with steady steps.

Jiang Zhimiao was so focused that he didn't notice Shen Zhuowen sideways avoiding the moment the person bumped into him.

The man's index finger touched the back of the woman's hand and rubbed it gently.

Warm skin against skin.

A layer of sticky sweat formed.

It was clearly winter, but Jiang Zhimiao was sweating now. She was steaming. She held Shen Zhuowen and sat in their proper place. She was about to get up and put down her bag. She raised her hand and touched each other with her fingers. A pair of clasped hands.

Shen Zhuowen's eyes were surging and his expression was calm. He tilted his head and seemed to be looking at her.

"What's wrong?"

An old foreign couple sat across from them. Seeing them like this, they laughed in unison.

Jiang Zhimiao's face turned red with embarrassment and he lowered his voice , " Let go."

Shen Zhuowen seemed to notice something, turned sideways, and brushed his fingers against the skin of her neck.

Jiang Zhimiao shrank reflexively.