Quick Travel: Card Destroyer

Chapter 387: Same Heart, Different Paths (Fifty-Eight)

"Want it?"

Ji Liangqi asked.

Looking at the bright and shiny satin of the ribbon, an ominous premonition arose from the bottom of her heart. Fu Cangzhao was about to step back, but the person in front of her suddenly pressed forward with unquestionable majesty, and the black ribbon went around her hands and lifted behind her head, which lifted her heart to her throat.

No.

Without the protection of her arms, Fu Cangzhao was forced to face Ji Liangqi's slightly paranoid eyes. The emotions contained in those eyes made her shudder.

No.

She felt dizzy and her chest was pounding. She opened her mouth to breathe to relieve the discomfort, which happened to give Ji Liangqi the opportunity to invade her territory.

Their lips and tongues blended together, one party constantly plundering the other party's air, almost suffocating them.

A sense of crisis completely occupied Fu Cangzhao's mind. At a certain moment, the taut string finally broke, and before she could react, she raised her strong legs and first hit Ji Liangqi's chest hard with her knee, then after slightly pulling away, she subconsciously kicked him.

While Ji Liangqi was stunned by the kick, Fu Cangzhao quickly opened the door and ran out with his coat.

"Wait! Don't--" The power of resurrection gave Ji Liangqi amazing recovery ability. In just a few seconds, she recovered and tried to hold Fu Cangzhao.

"I don't want this!" Fu Cangzhao shouted in an unprecedented tone, turned around and slapped her hard, making her head buzz. She felt dizzy for a moment and almost lost her way.

In just a few seconds, Fu Cangzhao slammed the door and left, and no one knew where he ran to.

"What happened?" The sudden change made everyone confused, and Le Bolian ate a bite of the cake base with the cream scraped off with lingering fear. Just now, Fu Cangzhao rushed out of Ji Liangqi's room like crazy and almost bumped into her. If she hadn't used the space teleportation card instinctively, she would have fallen down with the cake.

Ji Liangqi was nearly given a concussion by the slap in the face. He groped his way to the sofa and sat down in a daze, still holding the black ribbon in his hand.

Seeing this, Song Ximing seemed to have caught some inspiration and rushed out of the office without saying a word. His speed made everyone even more confused.

Only Bing Haoqi stared at Ji Liangqi with a bad look, took a few steps forward, and pulled away the black ribbon that bound Fu Cangzhao's hands. The black flames burned, and in the blink of an eye, only a ball of ash remained of the black ribbon.

She opened her mouth, her tone colder than Ji Xueyue's body temperature: "Don't apply the way your niche circle plays to others casually."

On the other side, Song Ximing found her soon based on his impression of Cangzhao.

As soon as he saw the familiar silver-white figure, Fu Cangzhao could no longer maintain his tough appearance and fell into Song Ximing's arms and burst into tears: "No more! I don't want it anymore... I don't want this..."

Song Ximing rubbed Fu Cangzhao's wrist. If she guessed correctly, Ji Liangqi's ribbon should be used in the same way, but Fu Cangzhao's senses were so sharp? That kind of play must not be used casually on her.

"Okay, don't cry, it's all over." Song Ximing hugged the trembling boy in his arms and whispered comfortingly as if he was coaxing a child.

After a long while, Fu Cangzhao finally calmed down and held Song Ximing tightly, refusing to let go.

Song Ximing looked at her red eyes and somehow softened his heart, and took her forward.

Relying on the fact that she had more than one place to live, Chenhai Apartment, she decided to take Fu Cangzhao to her house in Qingbai District to rest for a while, and then send the child back after he had fully recovered.

The two of them were silent along the way. Fu Cangzhao let Song Ximing pull her, not caring where the latter would take her. Of course, Song Ximing would not hurt her. He just led her into an obviously high-end community, found a brand new security door, opened it and saw a very spacious and clean living room.

"I haven't been here for a long time. Fortunately, my mother has been asking people to help clean up." Song Ximing touched the cabinet next to him and didn't feel any dust, so he knew that someone was taking care of this big house.

There was a bottle of flameless aromatherapy on the coffee table, with two vines interlaced, like two knight swords placed interlaced. There was always a refreshing fragrance in the air, but if you didn't smell it carefully, it would be difficult to detect the existence of this fragrance.

Fu Cangzhao was completely hiding behind Song Ximing at this time, and seemed to be at a loss in such a wide space, so the latter led her into a relatively small room and secretly observed her reaction.

The distance from the living room to the room was not far, but when the door was closed, Fu Cangzhao felt that this small and exquisite room was full of security, and his body gradually relaxed.

"Thank you for what I did just now." She unbuttoned her coat and put it on the back of the ergonomic chair. On the surface, she had a cold and expressionless face as usual, but she felt weak inside and was too embarrassed to look Song Ximing in the eye.

Oh my god, I just got scared once and I have to trouble someone to catch me back...

Song Ximing didn't mind the embarrassment. He gently put his hand on the boy's shoulder and asked, "Do you plan to go with me tonight... or do you want to be alone?"

Fu Cangzhao did not answer immediately.

She took Song Ximing's slender and fair hand from her shoulder and fiddled with it in front of her face, comparing the size with her own hand from time to time. She was forced to admit the fact that even her hands were smaller than others - although not much smaller.

After doing this for a while, she brought the knuckles of Song Ximing's hand to her mouth and touched them to her lips.

"I like you...I like your fingers. They always move so beautifully."

Every movement of Song Ximing's fingers would stir up her tides.

She regarded this as an invitation, and her behavior became less restrained. She slowly pushed Fu Cangzhao down, and the two of them lay together on the soft bedding, with their noses almost touching.

A pair of lips sucked another pair of lips, one leg hooked around another leg, and one person hugged another person.

Before each test, Song Ximing would ask, "Can I do this to you?" As he asked, Fu Cangzhao's tears would well up in his eyes, and he would tell the other party, "You can do this to me," in intermittent sobs.

Song Ximing was very careful in every step, fearing that she would touch the string that would make Fu Cangzhao nervous. She was not bored, on the contrary, she enjoyed this gradual testing process. By asking questions one by one and confirming preferences with repeated attempts, the outline of a living person was drawn.

Fu Cangzhao also likes this mode of getting along. She is not good at expressing her preferences, but Song Ximing will ask for her opinions before taking any further steps, and anything that may make her uncomfortable will not appear again next time. Maybe they are born to be compatible.

But every time she thought of "we are so compatible", Fu Cangzhao would become confused again. She obviously loved Bing Haoqi the most, who shared the same feelings with her, so why did her body prefer to be with Song Ximing?

Is it because our personalities and habits are similar, making it difficult to explore more possibilities?

she does not know.

At least no need to think tonight.

Provincial flow: Ace's admiration contestant Ji Liangqi was severely punished by the stress cat.

She temporarily lost Zhaomei's trust.