Chapter 1278 I'm afraid of my life!?

at the same time.

Jian Ximan was sleeping soundly and was woken up by a doorbell sound.

The rapid doorbell sounded one after another, and Jian Ximan turned over and blocked his ears with a irritable pillow to continue sleeping.

However, the doorbell has no tendency to stop, and there is a tendency to keep her from awakening.

Jian Ximan pedaled on the bed a few times in anger, lifted the quilt and turned over and got out of the bed.

"Who! Is it sick if I don't sleep so late?"

The people outside the door seemed to have not heard her angry scolding, and they kept pressing.

Jian Ximan was already angry when she woke up. Listening to the doorbell that kept ringing, her anger soared. Through the cat's eyes, she saw a man in a dark red suit outside, and she exploded and scolded him when she opened the door.

"Zhu Yanjing, are you sick? You don't sleep late at night, so why are you crazy when you run here to go here!"

"Beauty...you finally opened the door, hiccup~"

Zhu Fengjing stumbled in and fell straight towards Jian Ximan.

Jian Ximan subconsciously caught his body, and a strong smell of alcohol came to her face.

His brows frowned fiercely, and Jian Ximan pushed the person away ruthlessly.

"Stand up! You're so smelly of alcohol all over!"

"Oh...hiccup~"

Zhu Wenjing stood there very well, but his upper body was shaking back and forth unconsciously.

Jian Ximan closed the door and stood in front of him again, but he did not dare to look away from him.

I was afraid that he would fall to the ground the next second.

"What are you doing?"

Zhu Wenjing took out his cell phone and clicked on the Weibo post he posted when he was clarifying his relationship online.

"Beauty, I have clarified the scandal, don't be angry."

Jian Ximan glanced at his cell phone, his eyes moved slightly, and then he turned his gaze back to him.

"Just for this?"

"Um……"

Zhu Lijing nodded. The drunk man lost his usual careless appearance, but he was a little cute and obedient.

Jian Ximan's irritability was instantly extinguished, but his tone was still a little cold and hard.

"Zhu Lijing, I have an internet at home and I also have a cell phone, I can see it."

"I know, but I want to explain it to you personally, hiccup~"

Zhu Fengjing stumbled forward, reached out and gently wrapped her waist, and carried the person into his arms.

Jian Ximan couldn't adapt to such an intimate distance, and turned pale, frowned and pushed the man on his body hard.

“Wish you a lovely view…”

"Hug it, just..."

The man's pitiful voice fell into Jian Ximan's ears, and a corner of his heart softened quietly. The hand that was holding onto the man's chest no longer exerted force, and the man allowed him to hug him gently.

Zhu Fengjing knew that she hated men's touch, and even though she noticed her well-being, she did not take any further action.

I was satisfied with hugging her gently.

"I know you will definitely see the news, but whether you are angry or not, I think there are some things I still need to explain to you in person."

"You don't need to explain what Jiang Qiushan is doing, I'm not stupid."

She is really not angry.

He did not misunderstand his relationship with Jiang Qiushan.

And what he should have clarified was already clarified, and there was no need to run to her to explain in the middle of the night.

“It’s not just this.”

Zhu Lijing paused for a moment, burped, and continued:

"I knew what those women wanted from me before, so I turned a blind eye to their relationship with paparazzi. These things have happened and I can't change them, and I don't want to defend myself.

But I promise you that this will not happen again from now on, and you will be the only one who can make it to gossip with me."

Jian Ximan's heart beat rapidly and the flowing blood seemed to be boiling. The calm heart, as calm as a pool of stagnant water, caused layers of ripples, and it was unable to calm down for a long time.

She didn't understand why he had to be obsessed with explaining to her.

Since he came in, she just thought he was drunk and crazy.

But at this moment, she understood.

It turned out that he was obsessed with explaining to her, not explaining Jiang Qiushan's affairs.

Instead, he was explaining his past to her, the gossip news that would make her mind.

It is false to say that it is not touched.

But Zhu Yanjing still didn't know her enough. If she really cared about his past, she wouldn't give him any chance to get close to her, no matter how tight he pursued him.

The hands that were hanging beside him slowly tightened, Jian Ximan's face became increasingly ugly, and dense beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead.

"I'm not feeling well, I'm not feeling well."

Zhu Wenjing stood up straight with a trembling heart, staggered back two steps, and looked at her worriedly.

"Is this better?"

Jian Ximan took a deep breath, suppressed the disgusting feeling that came to his heart, and opened his mouth lightly.

"I know everything you said. It's getting late, so it's time to go back."

Zhu Fengjing's expression when he looked at her did not change much because of his explanation. Her drunken eyes dimmed, and her innocent and evil face was full of loss.

"Then I'll go back first, you go to bed early."

Zhu Wenjing turned around and left, stumbled to the door. As soon as his hand touched the handrail, he suddenly reached out and held his hand with one hand.

"Wait! How did you come?" Jian Ximan asked.

"drive."

"Driving by yourself?"

"Um."

Jian Ximan exploded immediately, and his voice rose several degrees.

"My blessing, Feng Jing, you're not alive?"

If you can’t stand steadily after drinking, you dare to drive in such a situation, aren’t you afraid of something wrong?

Zhu Wenjing suddenly raised his head, and the joy instantly dispelled the loss on his face, and he leaned towards her with a grin.

"Beauty, you're worried about me."

Jian Ximan looked at him coldly, "Stand up! Don't smile!"

Zhu Lijing stood at the right time immediately. Jian Ximan glanced at him and continued:

"Call your bodyguard and ask him to take you back!"

Zhu Lijing nodded obediently, "Then I... go downstairs to find them."

Jian Ximan lowered her face unhappily, "What are you looking for? Call them to come up and pick you up!"

"I... wasn't drunk... I just felt a little dizzy..."

Yes! He wasn't drunk at all!

It's just a little dizzy, it doesn't matter at all.

Zhu Lijing, who was standing in place, was thinking.

"Wish you a glimpse!"

Jian Ximan glared at him with a serious face. Zhu Fengjing didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly took out his cell phone.

"I'll hit you now! Don't be angry, beautiful."

Jian Ximan stared at the bodyguard who called him, and did not retract his hand satisfied until he hung up the phone, and turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Thinking she was still angry, Zhu Wenjing followed the wall and saw her entering the kitchen, and stood at the door and leaned against the door frame.

"Beauty...I've called the phone. Don't be angry. I won't know next time...I'm just... happy..."

Jian Ximan used warm water to rinse him half a cup of honey water, walked up to him and handed it to him.

"What's there to be happy to clarify a scandal?"
Chapter completed!