The green camphor tree has a deep view

Song Jingshen looked at her determined face and suddenly felt helpless. He knew that she resisted his approach, but he didn't expect that she would start to learn to pretend and pretend that she didn't reject him.

But since she is willing to pretend, he will continue to act with her to see how long she can pretend.

"Okay. Then you stay in the hotel with me." He lifted her chin and said frivolously, "This is the first time we live together on a business trip. I'm looking forward to it."

"Can I... live next door to you?" Wen Qing's mind was working quickly, and she said nervously, "On the one hand, it will protect your single image, and on the other hand, it will also make it convenient for you to receive clients."

After all, he came to North City to discuss a project, and there must be some conversations that were inconvenient for her to be present.

"I'm afraid not. I brought you here temporarily, and the company didn't reserve a room for you." Song Jingshen said slowly, "Fortunately, I booked a suite, so you can choose a bedroom as a study room, so as not to delay your studies."

Wen Qing: “…”

He thought of everything except leaving any room for her.

Didn't he think about the consequences of the two of them going out together without any concealment?

Wen Qing pushed his hand away, turned to look at the cotton-like white clouds outside the cabin window, and felt a surge of confusion in her heart.

No matter how this relationship goes, he is the one who can handle it with ease, while she can only catch her breath in the cracks.

Is this fair? She silently asked the clouds in the sky, and then smiled faintly.

She knew she had no right to ask this question.

Four hours later, the plane landed at Beicheng Airport.

Gu Nan had arranged for company personnel to pick him up at the airport in advance, but they were all rejected by Song Jingshen. In the end, only Lao Ge stood in the airport reception hall holding a sign, waving and smiling at them from a distance.

Wen Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and loosened the mask on her face to allow more fresh air to flow into her lungs.

"Why are you here so late? I was planning to welcome you at noon, but now we have to change it to the evening." Old Ge personally took over Song Jingshen's suitcase and said with a smile.

"I brought an acquaintance with me temporarily, so I was delayed for a while." Song Jingshen said with a smile, turned his head to look at Wen Qing who was hugging him, and patted her waist, "Call someone, haven't we seen him before?"

"...Hello, Teacher Ge." Wen Qing's embarrassment was mostly hidden by the mask, but the uneasiness in her eyes was difficult to conceal.

In public, Song Jingshen's actions were too intimate. She tried to distance herself from him by adjusting her backpack, but he grabbed her backpack and put it on his shoulders. While she was stunned, he held her hand again and walked out of the airport together.

Beicheng Airport covers a large area. It was the middle of winter evening and the temperature dropped sharply. Wen Qing sneezed as soon as she went out and quickly put on her mask.

"The car is just across the street, just a few steps away. Hang in there, it's very warm in the car." Lao Ge said eagerly.

"Thank you. I'm fine." Wen Qing responded softly, modestly and cautiously.

"You're afraid of the cold, but you're still being stubborn." Song Jingshen gave her an unpleasant look, put down his backpack, took off his coat and wrapped it around her.

A trace of surprise flashed in Lao Ge's eyes. He stared at the couple closely with an expression of disbelief on his face. As if he had seen something incredible, his mouth opened slightly, wanting to say something, but swallowed it back.

The whole person was suddenly wrapped in the man's coat, which still carried his body temperature. Wen Qing's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"I'm really not cold. Please dress yourself and don't catch a cold." She almost begged.

Song Jingshen ignored her, picked up the backpack with one hand, held her hand with the other, and called the stunned Lao Ge to walk towards the parking space together.

Lao Ge hurriedly followed Song Jingshen's footsteps, crossed the road, came to a black nanny car, and reached out to press the door button.

With a click, the car door opened and a warm breeze blew in, making Wen Qing feel safe instantly.

She got into the car, found a seat in the back corner, and immediately took off her coat.

"Put it on first, and take it off when you're warm." Song Jingshen put his hand on her left shoulder, then sat beside her and closed the car door.

Outside, Lao Ge was dragging the luggage into the trunk, and seemed to disapprove of him sitting with her.

"You... aren't you going to sit in the front?" Wen Qing asked softly, looking anxiously at Lao Ge outside the car window.

"Is there a problem with sitting here?" Song Jingshen stared at her, unable to look away.

The car was heated, and the girl finally took off her mask. Her cheeks became rosy, her eyes were like a pool of clear water, and she looked so beautiful.

"Don't you need to talk on the way?" Wen Qing lowered her voice very low, as if she was afraid of being heard by others. She turned her head slightly, revealing a trace of worry and doubt in her eyes, and asked softly: "Is this really okay?"

It seemed that he and Lao Ge had a very good relationship, to the point where they could talk about almost anything. After finally meeting each other, why did he want to sit in the back with her? Did he really treat Lao Ge as his driver?

"Are you worried about me?" Song Jingshen smiled, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, kissed her nose, and said in a very intimate tone, "Don't worry, this is not Jiangcheng, no one is watching us."

The hot breath of the opposite sex sprayed in her ears. Wen Qing's heart was in a mess. She refused with a trembling voice: "But... there are many people who know me here, you... can't do this."

"Don't the people who know you all live in Factory 4?" The man chuckled and said nonchalantly, "Factory 4 is eight feet away from here. They can't see you."

After saying that, he brushed away the hair on the side of her face and kissed the skin behind her ear. Feeling the girl's body soften immediately, he smiled with satisfaction, pushed aside her collar, and kissed her neck all the way.

Wen Qing's breathing became disordered, and her body was out of control. She was surprised at her reaction. She had already had physical contact with him several times, but she was still so fragile and surrendered at the slightest provocation.

At this moment, the front door of the car was opened, and a cool air rushed in, flowing along her exposed neck into her clothes, causing her to shiver.

"Ah..." The strong sense of shame triggered the fear of being peeped at. Her scream rose to her throat, but was pressed back by Song Jingshen's lips.

"Don't be afraid, he can't see it." He took a deep breath, and forced himself to suppress his surging desire. He pulled her collar higher to cover her pouring spring light.

"Ahem...can I step aside for a moment?" Lao Ge sat with his back to the driver's seat, half of his body facing the door, as if he could get out of the car at any time.

"Why are you being so polite? Is there any need to avoid such a small matter?" Song Jingshen said slowly, loosened his arms around Wen Qing, and instead climbed onto the backrest of the front seat, laughing and joking with Lao Ge.

Wen Qing's eyes turned red without her knowing. She lowered her eyes and shrank into a corner, wishing she could become a transparent person.

He kissed her in front of others, recklessly and without hesitation. What did this show? He just treated her as a plaything. What he said before, "he was serious", was nothing more than some words to coax her.

But she still felt aggrieved, and bitter tears welled up in her eyes unconsciously. She quickly wiped away her tears and turned to look out the window.