When I woke up, I was entangled by a rough guy with eight-pack abs

Chapter 112 His Heartbeat and Body Temperature

Qin Zhao glanced at him and asked, "Is that what you did?"

Sheng Gang shrank his neck and said, "How dare I? You saw it. When I talked to Nana for a few more words, she got scared and stayed away from me."

"Haha, I guess you're just talking big."

"Ahem, our situations are different. You and Sister Ning have been talking for such a long time, isn't there any progress?"

“There has been some progress.”

"Hold hands?"

"Ah."

"Did you kiss?"

Seeing Qin Zhao like that, Sheng Gang knew they had kissed. It turned out that he was the only one who kept walking. His face was distorted with jealousy, and he urged more: "When a man and a woman are deeply in love, they will..."

Qin Zhao immediately poured cold water on him: "You are a guy who scares people away even when you speak. You have no right to give me orders."

"..."

Damn it, it’s really heartbreaking.

"Once Ning Ying settles down, I plan to take her home to visit."

This is to meet the parents. Sheng Gang felt as if his heart was stabbed again. He immediately smiled with a fake smile: "Then I wish Brother Zhao to get the beauty as soon as possible."

"It's a foregone conclusion that Ning Ying will enter our Qin family. Gangzi, you have to work harder."

Qin Zhao patted Sheng Gang on the shoulder. Sheng Gang took a deep breath and immediately turned his anger into strength. He unloaded all the luggage and big bags in one breath.

Before Ning Ying came, she thought it was just an ordinary courtyard house, but when she saw the stone lions at the door, she realized that this house seemed different from what she had imagined.

I was even more shocked when I pushed the door open and walked in.

The courtyard has a main house, a back house, and east and west wing rooms, connected by a corridor.

There are also pomegranate trees, oleander and golden osmanthus planted in the courtyard, which can be said to be lush, elegant and pleasant.

The blue bricks and red tiles and the staggered eaves exude an ancient charm everywhere.

Even Nina couldn't help but sigh: "Gu Jin must have found a royal mansion for us. The 20 yuan rent a month is worth it."

Ning Ying already had an idea in mind. Twenty yuan a month might not be enough to rent even the toilet in the yard.

At this time, Qin Zhao walked in: "How is it, are you satisfied with this yard?"

Ning Na smiled and said, "Satisfied, of course I am satisfied. You talk to Xiaoying, I'll go help Shenggang unload his luggage."

Sheng Gang had already finished all the work, so there was no need for her help. He just wanted to give them a chance to be alone.

"Tell me, which relative left this house to you?"

Qin Zhao knew that his little trick would not escape the eyesight of his wife, so he confessed everything immediately.

"Although I grew up under my grandfather's roof, he always felt that he owed me something, so he left this ancestral house to me."

"Were your grandfather's ancestors wealthy merchants?"

"My ancestors were salt merchants, and later donated everything to flower growers, leaving only a few houses."

Ning Ying took a deep breath. At that time, to become a salt merchant one not only had to have a good background but also had to have enough strength. It was possible that the old man's ancestors had produced several big figures who had stirred up trouble.

However, the Qin family is a military family, and Qin Zhao's mother has some capitalist background.

Being able to marry his father under such circumstances was either true love or a calculation.

Qin Zhao hugged her from behind: "Now that you have finished the interrogation, it is my turn now."

Ning Ying struggled a few times, but his hands were like iron pliers and he couldn't get away. He said angrily, "Just ask, don't touch me."

Seeing the person in his arms like a little wild cat, he was suddenly annoyed and amused: "What heavenly law did I break to make you so annoyed?"

Ning Ying always likes to play it straight and doesn't like to hide things: "What's going on with the woman in your office?"

"Woman, what woman?"

Ning Ying suddenly became even angrier: "Qin Zhao, I'm not the kind of person who would pester you. As long as you give me a nod, we'll keep our distance from each other in the future."

"Ning Ying, do you really want to break up with me?"

"I said before, what I want is a pure relationship, and I hate trouble. If giving you up makes me feel more at ease than having you, I would rather choose to give up."

Qin Zhao was angry and annoyed: "Ning Ying, killing is not enough, please explain clearly, what exactly do I..."

He suddenly remembered that the military doctor's daughter seemed to have come to his office to find him. Could it be that she had answered Ning Ying's call?

"Did you call me?"

"Qin Zhao, don't play the amnesia game with me. I've seen more domineering CEO memes than you've ever seen."

Qin Zhao was so angry that he laughed: "Some time ago, a military doctor's daughter did come to me, but she just wanted to treat me to a meal and I declined."

"If you two didn't have any old feelings, why would she be so bored as to invite you to dinner?"

"She said I saved her, but I've been kind-hearted and good at swimming since I was a kid. I've even rescued so many cats and dogs in the compound that I can't even count them. How could I remember this? I declined."

Ning Ying burst out laughing: "You even remember saving cats and dogs, why don't you remember saving people? People might even pledge their love to you, aren't you at a big loss?"

When Qin Zhao saw her smile, he knew that her anger had almost subsided, and he immediately kissed her earlobe: "I will only remember things related to you, and I only want you to be willing to marry me."

Ning Ying felt a little numb from his heat: "That's also your sin. Don't mess with me if you haven't dealt with it cleanly."

Qin Zhao pulled her shoulders back and said, "Ning Ying, I don't even remember who she is. What can I have to do with her? Don't be so unreasonable."

"Okay, I forgive you."

"You're just going to forgive me? You just threw a big, heavy pot at me."

"What do you want?"

Qin Zhao lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "It should be at least like this to be considered sincere."

"Then lower your head."

Ning Ying saw Qin Zhao lower his head and was about to kiss his forehead when he suddenly held her little face and pressed his hot lips against hers.

Ning Ying's body became soft and shaky after being kissed by him. Fortunately, he stretched out his big hand and pinched her slender waist, pressing harder and harder, pressing her tightly against his body.

The two of them were almost tightly pressed together. Ning Ying could clearly feel his body temperature, his heartbeat, and the sensations of his body. Her cheeks immediately turned red from the heat, and she reached out her hand softly to push him away.

"My sister and the others are still outside."

Qin Zhao then reluctantly let her go, took a deep breath to slowly calm his heartbeat and his body.

Looking at Ning Ying's almost red face, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you scared?"

Ning Ying turned her face to the side: "It's not like we didn't sleep in the same bed."

Qin Zhao laughed softly, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and put his ear to hers: "I should have followed Zhou Hongyang's wishes and confirmed the affair."

"Then you will ruin your military career and ruin your life."

He whispered, "That person is you, so it's worth it."

Ning Ying's heartbeat quickened, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her body from the heat he shed. She tilted her head back and kissed his chin.