Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

Qiao Ruyi stood by the roadside, looking at the sports car disappearing into the traffic, feeling both angry and amused.

Is Ling Che jealous?

Just as she was about to take out her cell phone to call the driver to pick her up, the roar of a sports car came from afar, and then the cool Bugatti stopped at her feet again.

Ling Che kicked the passenger door open unceremoniously with his long legs.

"Get up here!"

His face was stern and his tone was angry.

Seeing that he was indeed angry, Qiao Ru gave up and did not intend to continue to provoke him. She got into the car through the door that he kicked open.

As soon as he sat down, Ling Che's cold breath came over.

"Qiao Ruyi, are you looking for death?"

Qiao Ruyi was not annoyed. She deliberately narrowed her eyes and looked directly into his fixed gaze. "What's wrong? Are you angry?"

Before he could finish his words, someone suddenly came up to him and forced his back against the chair, making him unable to move at all.

Ling Che supported the back of the chair behind her with one hand, and pinched her jaw with his other bony hand.

"Ling... um..."

Just as she was about to open her mouth, Ling Che kissed her domineeringly and roughly.

Like a lion enraged by its prey.

Qiao Ruyi subconsciously pulled her head back, but the fingers pinching her jaw became stronger and stronger, and Ling Che kissed her deeper.

Qiao Ruyi glanced at the people coming and going outside the window, and suddenly became anxious. She mumbled "hmm" a few times, but Ling Che still didn't let her go.

She reached out to push his chest and tried to push his shoulder, but the man in front of her remained as steady as a rock and didn't move at all.

Feeling that her hands were disobedient, Ling Che held her hands firmly with his backhand.

When his palm touched the gauze wrapped around her right palm, his eyes paused, and then his palm slid across her palm and landed on her wrist, then tightly clamped it.

With both of her hands held down by him, Qiao Ruyi was completely unable to move.

She opened her eyes slightly, and happened to meet Ling Che's brown pupils.

His eyes were so deep that it was impossible to see through them.

Qiao Ruyi suddenly thought that after watching him for three years, she still couldn't see through the heart hidden behind those amber pupils.

Just like now, she didn't know what Ling Che was angry about.

Like a wolf cub guarding its food, it will not let go of the prey coveted by others.

Unhappy with her distraction, Ling Che bit her lips as punishment, and Qiao Ruyi immediately frowned.

Seeing her expression of pain, Ling Che raised the corners of his eyes as if satisfied, and then kissed her gently and tenderly.

Between the lips and teeth, in addition to its unique refreshing fragrance, there is also a faint scent of tobacco, which is not strong, but rather pleasant.

After three years of marriage, Ling Che's kissing skills have improved day by day, and he fully understands what Qiao Ruyi likes.

After a few moves, Qiao Ruyi was kissed so hard that she felt dizzy, her legs and feet were weak and she couldn't breathe.

Ling Che didn't let her go until she felt she was about to run out of oxygen.

Qiao Ruyi gasped and glared at him. Every time they kissed, it was as if he wanted to eat her.

Even though he clearly didn't like her, he was not polite at all when kissing her.

Sitting back down, Ling Che's mood was noticeably happier.

With one hand on the steering wheel and tapping it casually with his fingertips, he glanced sideways at Qiao Ruyi.

The lips that had just been kissed fiercely were crystal clear and shiny, with a delicate red color.

It makes people want to taste it again.

He whispered, "You should be thankful that you're not at home right now."

Qiao Ruyi certainly understood the implication of Ling Che's words.

If she were at home now, with Ling Che's crazy energy, she probably wouldn't be able to get out of bed all night.

But she still refused to admit defeat, "You are really shameless."

Outside the window, people were coming and going, and the traffic was so busy, but he could still think about those things.

Ling Che sneered and said leisurely, "Haven't you seen me in bed enough times when I was shameless?"

“…” Qiao Ruyi was speechless.

When it comes to shamelessness, she really can't compare to Ling Che.

Ling Che raised the corner of his lips and sneered, then glanced coldly at the coffee shop outside the car window, stepped on the accelerator, and the sports car shot out like a rocket.

The car was going too fast and Qiao Ruyi was caught off guard and leaned forward.

The bag on my lap also fell off.

Her anger rose again, and she was about to say something back at him, but suddenly she turned her head and stared at Ling Che's well-defined profile, her attention fixed for a moment.

She hadn't had time to look at him when she got in the car, but now she realized that Ling Che's outfit today was a little different from usual.

His chestnut brown hair was combed back, revealing his handsome and charming facial features.

His tall and straight figure is matched with a black high-end new Chinese style stand-up collar suit, with embroidery on the chest. It is simple yet noble, low-key yet noble, and the whole person exudes shocking handsomeness.

As he turned the steering wheel, a section of his fair wrists was faintly visible from under his cuffs. On his left wrist was the Paul Newman watch that he seldom wore on weekdays, and on his right wrist was the string of black Buddhist beads that he never took off.

The Buddhist beads that usually seemed out of tune with him were now in perfect harmony with his temperament.

He is indeed the man she likes.

She suddenly remembered her love for him at first sight, which was probably just lust at first sight.

Her eyes fell on his suit again. After thinking for a moment, Qiao Ruyi suddenly laughed.

"Ling Che, this outfit seems familiar."

Ling Che steered the wheel with one hand, glanced at her expression which had changed from gloomy to bright, raised one corner of his mouth, and said nothing.

Qiao Ruyi: "The designer of this dress must have a sharp eye and extraordinary taste."

Ling Che couldn't bear to listen any longer, "If you want to praise yourself, just say it."

After he pointed it out, Qiao Ruyi smiled even more unconcealedly.

"So the generous sponsor the reporter mentioned is you."

The suit Ling Che is wearing is a limited edition high-end model produced by the Italian luxury brand KITON this spring. As an outstanding domestic clothing design company, GM was fortunate to participate in the joint design with KITON, and Qiao Ruyi is one of the main creators of the design team.

It was also Qiao Ruyi who proposed the design idea of ​​combining Chinese style with Western clothing and designed this new Chinese stand-up collar suit.

After the show, the dress was bought by a mysterious sponsor for a high price of seven figures.

Qiao Ruyi smiled and asked, "Why haven't I seen you wear it since I bought it?"

Ling Che glanced at her sideways, and happened to meet her bright and smiling eyes.

She turned her head away and chuckled, "It's too ugly. I don't want to wear it."

Look, it was supposed to be a pleasant thing, but you have to make it sound so depressing.

Qiao Ruyi was annoyed, "Then why don't you buy it!"

Seven figures! What a waste!

Ling Che: "Think of it as charity."

Having said this, Qiao Ruyi really wanted to strangle him to death!

Too lazy to pay attention to him, Qiao Ruyi folded her hands, turned her head and looked out the window without saying anything.

She didn't know why, as she didn't spend much time with Ling Che, and most of that time was spent in bed.

At other times, there are very few moments when two people can communicate calmly.

Whenever they meet, they always poke each other.

She sighed heavily. Perhaps, her temper and Ling Che's were really hard to get along with.

If it weren't for the engagement, Ling Che might never have chosen her.