Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

Late at night, only a small lamp was left on at the bedside in the VIP ward of the hospital, and the room was dark and silent.

In such a quiet environment, any unusual noise will attract attention.

There was a slight sound coming from the window, just like leaves being blown against the glass by strong wind.

Jiang Xinlian looked over warily, reached out and held Mu Cang's hand beside the pillow, walked lightly to the middle, and listened carefully.

It was quiet, as if she was just being suspicious.

but……

Her eyes were fixed on a puddle of water that appeared inexplicably on the carpet in front of the window. Her eyebrows jumped and she was about to raise her hand that was holding Mucang's hand, but a big hand came from behind her and grabbed Mucang's hand, and her hand also fell into that person's grasp.

The force at that moment caused Jiang Xinlian to take a step back, and her slender back hit the man's broad chest.

Before she could move again, the person behind her leaned down and said, "It's me."

He was very tall, and when he bent down, his jaw was right next to his ear, so the sound could be heard clearly.

Jiang Xinlian struggled a bit, and the man let go and let her out of his arms.

"Jiujiuxu"

She looked up at him and asked, "How did you get in?"

"From the window," Ji Jiuxu looked at her without missing a beat, "What you heard was the sound of me closing the window."

Jiang Xinlian: ...This seems to be the sixth floor?

And what do those bodyguards outside do for a living?

Thinking of the huge hole in her defense, she smiled awkwardly.

She didn't say anything, thinking about how to fill the gap, her thin eyebrows unconsciously frowned.

Ji Jiuxu lowered his head and looked at her steadily. Suddenly, he reached out his hand, grasped her chin with his palm, and leaned over to kiss her lips.

So beautiful...

Unlike the shallow touch in the church, he bit her soft lips and penetrated forcefully, his heavy breathing intertwined with hers.

Jiang Xinlian blinked, stood on tiptoe and hugged his neck.

On the way here, Ji Jiuxu took off his conspicuous white outer robe and only wore a black inner lining. He was soaked all over, with wet hair hanging in front of his forehead. Water droplets slid down his high nose bridge and onto her face.

The tide gradually soaked Jiang Xinlian's nightgown because of the two bodies pressed tightly against each other.

After a long time, Ji Jiuxu turned his head away, and the clothes that were tightly attached to his chest revealed the man's bulging and heaving chest in detail.

The only sound in the quiet room was the heavy and disordered breathing.

Jiang Xinlian still held his neck, and took advantage of the close distance to look at him carefully, and her eyes soon fell on the corner of his eyebrows.

A red irregular mark.

She reached out and touched the mark with her fingers. The man closed his eyes and followed her movements.

The fingertips rubbed across the mark, and the edges blurred and became a longer line.

Is this smell blood?

"Whose blood is this?"

Ji Jiuxu opened his eyes, looked at the dirt on Roubai's fingertips, raised his hand and wiped it off for her, his tone unusually calm:

"A lot of people."

"Among them, Jiang Wei is included."

Jiang Xinlian slowly opened her eyes and repeated, "Jiang Xu? You killed him?"

She blinked confusedly and reacted.

Ji Jiuxu killed Jiang Xu?

Jiang Xu always has bodyguards by his side. If he is killed, wouldn’t all those bodyguards be disposed of as well?

So, she didn't have to spend any time or effort, and Jiang Xu died, so she got a big bargain?

Is there such a good thing?

She tilted her head: "Are you sure you're not kidding?"

"I will not lie to you."

The smile on her lips gradually widened, and finally she laughed, with her eyebrows curved.

“Haha, this is really…”

This is great news.

Jiang Xinlian lay on his chest, her body shaking with laughter, her cheeks flushed with joy.

Ji Jiuxu looked at her, put his hands behind her head, and couldn't help but lean over and kiss her again.

So beautiful...

Jiang Xinlian hugged his shoulders, with a smile still on her lips.

"I'm in a good mood," she squinted, her long eyelashes casting a charming shadow on the corners of her eyes, "Should we do something happier?"

The atmosphere became tense, and even thin clothes made people feel hot.

Ji Jiuxu let go, roughly and impatiently tore open the collar, and threw the clothes aside.

Jiang Xinlian's body softened, and she lay on her back on the big bed, panting with laughter:

"You are this kind of person"

She looked like a beautiful lady before, but after taking off her clothes, she turned out to be strong and fierce.

She smiled and opened her arms to him.

The cross was still hanging around his neck, and as he leaned over, it swung in an arc in the air and landed on her snow-white chest.

The sharp fingertips sank into the man's tight back muscles, tightly grasping the cold metal chain, strangling his neck.

Love is suffocating.

"Xinxin..."

The world was spinning, and the man stroked her blushing cheek.

Xinxin is so beautiful, with rosy cheeks, watery eyes and plump red lips.

This look is prettier and more suitable.

The dying lilies bloomed.

*

It's tiring, but not torture.

Jiang Xinlian lay on the bed, feeling sleepy, letting the quilt slide down to her waist, revealing a large area of ​​dazzlingly white skin.

Ji Jiuxu picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on, smoothed out the wrinkles, and buttoned them one by one. He turned his head and saw her lazy look, so he reached out and pulled the quilt up.

"I have to go now."

He stroked her hair: "I will change my name and go somewhere else."

Jiang Xinlian moved her body and turned herself over: "Where are you going?"

"I still have a little time, so I won't go too far for now."

It was like a hammer was hitting his brain, the pain and dizziness were getting worse, the punishment had begun.

Ji Jiuxu's face was calm and indifferent. He lowered his eyes and looked at her little face. The blush on her cheeks had not completely faded, and there was still a hint of red at the corners of her eyes.

He chuckled, withdrew his hand, stood up and walked to the window.

Jiang Xinlian looked at him and saw him leaning on the window frame and looking back at her. He then pulled up the quilt and wrapped himself tightly.

"Wow—"

The wind blocked by the glass blew in, making the curtains rustle. The man leaned on the window sill and jumped out.

When he left, he did not move quietly, and the bodyguards guarding downstairs finally spotted him, causing a small chaos.

When Jiang Xinlian changed her clothes and walked out of the room, her subordinates looked pale and came to admit their mistakes with a bitter face.

"I'm so sorry Miss. It was our oversight."

"Everyone has run away. You finally found them."

Jiang Xinlian stood at the top of the stairs, crossed her arms and smiled: "So where did that person get in from just now? Don't tell me you don't know yet."

The subordinate swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

"Let's talk about this matter after we are done with this."

She leaned against the railing to save energy, and seemed to be in a good mood:

"Pack up, we'll go back to the Jiang family tomorrow."

Jiang Chuyu was shocked: "Tomorrow? But the Jiang family is in chaos now, we..."

"It's ok."

Jiang Xin smiled pityfully.

She had to believe half of everything and doubt the other half. She had to go and see for herself whether Jiang Wei was dead or not.