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Cold Husband, Don't Seduce Me-Chapter 3
A moment ago, when Jiang Jun's lips touched her forehead, she didn't feel anything because her body was stiff. She felt a chill run through her.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, after she finished answering, Jiang Jun actually lowered his head and accurately grabbed her lips.
For twenty-three years, she had not been in love, even though there were suitors, because she had been busy at work.
So this was her first kiss.
In the past, she had also imagined that her first kiss would be in a romantic setting with someone she liked. She had never expected to lose it like this.
However, his smell was really good.
When he leaned down to kiss her, her breath was filled with the freshness of mint and the faint smell of tobacco.
Her thin lips were pressed against her, cold and icy. However, an indescribable feeling had formed in her body.
Then, he began to exert his strength.
His tongue did not reach into her mouth, but in the eyes of others, they kissed intimately.
When Mrs Jiang saw this, she covered her mouth and chuckled. She pulled Director Jiang and the other servants in the hall away silently.
Gu Qingyou's mind was spi
ing from being fiddled with. After all, she had never experienced such things and her cheeks were already flushed. Suddenly, she felt her body become lighter and only then did she realize that Jiang Jun had already picked her up.
At this time, Jiang Jun had already left her lips, and was staring at her with deep eyes that seemed to be filled with countless stars.
Her hands hooked onto his neck, her cherry red lips pink from his kiss. Her chest rose and fell slightly as she helplessly met his deep eyes.
After about three seconds. Jiang Jun hugged her. He headed straight for the wide, dim yellow marble staircase.
Gu Qingyou could only grab onto his neck so that she wouldn't fall down, but her heart was beating like a drum, her mind a blank. 𝐟𝓇ℯ𝒆we𝒃𝘯𝒐νe𝑙.co𝚖
Jiang Jun carried her through the corridor on the second floor and went straight to his room.
When the two servants outside saw them, they immediately opened the door, and after Jiang Jun carried her into the room, he closed the door.
In the luxurious room, Jiang Jun only put her down after he carried her to the bedside.
When he put her down, Gu Qingyou gasped for breath.
Jiang Jun stood tall and straight, taller than her by a head, causing her to have to slightly raise her head in order to look at his face. But the moment she saw him, she regretted it.
Because he was so handsome, her heart was pounding so hard she felt he could hear it in this quiet room.
This was too embarrassing.
"You did well just now. It looks like you've been seriously preparing for this past half month."
While she was feeling vexed at the bottom of her heart, Jiang Jun's clear and cold voice came out. His voice was calm and pleasant.
Gu Qingyou lowered her head, gently bit her lips, and softly replied, "I have already done my best."
"Very good. At least, when I first saw you, I felt that you were almost the same as the real Xia Qingchen."
Hearing that, Gu Qingyou wanted to raise his head to look at Jiang Jun's current expression, but because he was afraid to look at Jiang Jun's face, he could only continue to lower his head.
Soon after, Jiang Jun left the side of the bed. As he was a little tired after getting off the plane, he took off his suit jacket, loosened his tie and removed two Shirt Button s.
Gu Qingyou stood by the bedside and looked at him from afar.
Under the yellow light of the crystal lamp in the room, he seemed to be even more slender. His clean fingers held onto the Shirt Button, and he untied his shirt to reveal a part of his well-built and well-built chest.
Her face reddened again, and she tilted her head to the side and whispered, "What are we doing in the room now?"
Jiang Jun took off the watch on his wrist and placed it on the low shelf at the side. Only then did he raise his head and look at her indifferently, "A newlywed couple that I haven't seen for half a month, what do you think I should do in my room?"𝙛𝘳𝘦e𝓌e𝗯n𝗼ѵ𝙚l.𝒄𝚘𝑚