Chapter 31 Birthday Photos

Chapter 31 Birthday Photos

“This is too cruel.”

A "school uniform girl" dressed as a student pushed the door open with a thermos cup in her hand and opened her eyes wide. Her voice broke the weirdness in the room.

But it didn't say there was anyone else besides her.

Ah, is she going to be so intense later? She looked at her hands. This is another price.

Cui Jing's slap was merciless.

For the first time, she felt her heartbeat in her chest was so obvious and present. She heard the other party's angry laughter, which was suppressed with a hint of madness. It seemed like a superficial act or like he was angry.

"Very good, Madam, you can't stand this. What are we going to do with so many people later?"

The person holding the thermos cup pricked up his ears. Mm! Madam! You are having a great time.

But I can understand it, I can understand it, there are always some people who have special hobbies.

She rushed forward with a righteous look on her face, "What are you going to do to my wife!"

After hearing this, Cui Jing's eyes darkened. "I already said I'm not him. You got the wrong person."

"You'd better get out of here." The female Alpha said impatiently. She had no interest in this little fun that added to the atmosphere. Just don't disturb her.

She was incredibly strong and it was easy for her to suppress Cui Jing. A few slight noises were the sound of the button seams being torn off.

A few mother-of-pearl buttons flew off and were swallowed up by the white bed.

There wasn't much expression on the woman's gloomy face, but her hands became more and more rough. She rubbed her knees against the legs of the person beneath her, pushing up the naughty and stubborn half-hip skirt, and then pressed her knees down ambiguously.

"Madam, you can call me by my name." The female Alpha said after a moment's pause.

"Fan Ci'en."

The hero under her shrank back and tried to retreat, her hair disheveled from struggling, the rubber band suddenly snapped, and the woman's uncontrollable tears were like the overturned game of checkers in Fan Ci'en's childhood.

She seemed to hear the sound of glass marbles hitting the ground, one of which rolled very far away, like a sudden rain hitting banana leaves in the courtyard, so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

"No, please let me go."

"That person is the one you are looking for."

Cui Jing couldn't push her away, so she could only let out a sob of grievance, as if to show weakness. "It hurts, please take your time, okay?"

Fan Ci'en "cooperated" by loosening the strength of her hands, giving the protagonist more room for plot diversity, "Madam, give me a kiss, I might agree if I feel better."

Sure enough, Cui Jing took the initiative to offer her lips.

Fan Ci'en was in a good mood. "Madam, be good. How could I hurt you?" She withdrew her other tentative fingers. "Relax. You don't want to be hurt, do you?"

At this moment, she suddenly saw the necklace that Cui Jing had flipped from back to front when she was struggling.

A high-end necklace with a pigeon blood red base, usually used as a brooch, is not something that ordinary people can afford. Her hand stopped where it was.

……

Cui Jing sat on the edge of the bed, wearing a knitted jacket that someone had picked up from the corridor. She buttoned up a few decorative buttons to give herself a sense of security.

Several female Alphas were sitting in the room, and Cui Jing felt very uncomfortable surrounded by them. "Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, I will leave first."

No one spoke.

Cui Jing stood up, her expression returning to its usual calm. She walked out of the room, one step at a time, two steps without anyone making a sound. The moment the door closed, she jogged uncontrollably, pressing the elevator button as if being chased by a ghost.

Her whole body was shaking uncontrollably and she was still frightened when she reached the door of her home. She calmed herself down and pushed the door open.

The lights in the room suddenly lit up, and a salute exploded in the air.

"Surprised!"

"Happy birthday!"

Cui Jing took a few steps back in shock.

A woman in yellow pushed out a cart with a birthday cake on it.

The candle tears flowed down drop by drop.

Qin Sheng, who was holding the cat, found that Cui Jing's face was frighteningly pale. Her lips, which were always colorful on weekdays, had lost their color and looked a little dry.

The hair is still a little messy.

Qin Sheng put the cat on the ground and went forward to hold her hand. Perhaps because she had just come back from outside, her palms and backs were cold, like a piece of cold jade. "Did I scare you? Why are your hands so cold?"

Cui Jing was frightened by her and thought of her own humiliation, but she felt relieved when there were more people around. The little crippled cat kept scratching at her legs.

Feeling a little more secure, she raised her hand and patted Qin Sheng's shoulder, unconsciously speaking with a hint of choking back tears. "You scared me to death."

It was the first time that Qin Sheng heard her speak in such a coquettish tone, and it really scared her because her hands were shaking slightly.

But Cui Jing quickly smiled and said, "Let's cut the cake."

The birthday boy was surrounded by people and led to the cake.

Her face was colored in the candlelight, and in the relaxed and happy atmosphere, her enthusiastic high school classmates pulled her to take pictures.

"Jingjing, you should touch up your lipstick with the one I gave you. It should suit you very well." The person who made the suggestion handed over the gift box.

Cui Jing was sitting in the middle with lipstick on. Her pretty face had a perfect smile and her upturned upper lips were moist and shiny with a rich berry color.

"3, 2, 1, eggplant!"

After the photoshoot, Cui Jing used the excuse of going to the bathroom. She sat on the toilet and calmed down. She didn't tell anyone. It wasn't because she found it difficult to talk about it and she attached great importance to chastity, but because of the things that came with it... coercion and violence.

This feeling of uncertainty and powerlessness.

……

This time, Qin Sheng only drank a cocktail containing 5% alcohol. After a few drinks, he suddenly remembered that Cui Jing had not come out of the bathroom yet.

She turned her head and saw a shadow coming through the hazy Changhong glass, like flowers in the fog, and the shadow did not move for a long time.

The white cat was lying on the carpet at the bathroom door with its hands in its pockets, its ears twitching.

"Buhei! Come here." Buhei was the name Tan Sheng gave it privately. Cui Jing never gave it a name, but every time she came over to feed the cat food, she would meow and it would cooperate.

Buhei ignored her.

I don’t know if I’m already called meow in the cat’s world.

Tan Sheng recalled that Cui Jing also drank a few glasses of wine. Cui Jing used to have a normal alcohol tolerance and didn't like to drink. In recent years, he didn't know whether he could drink or if his alcohol tolerance was still poor like himself.

"Are you okay?" Qin Sheng walked closer and knocked on the door twice, and heard the sound of running water inside.

The voice that replied to her sounded a bit muffled through the glass door.

"Ah."

Cui Jing raised her head and wiped her tearful eyes with her fingers. Her lower eyelids in the mirror were too red, like unevenly applied rouge, blurry and scattered.

"I'll be right out."

Cui Jing wanted to splash some cold water on her face, but when she stretched out her hand, she was scalded by the gushing water. It turned out that the water valve had somehow switched to the hot water side.

"Hiss." She quickly pulled her hand back, with no place to vent the anger in her heart.

She pushed the valve back in the opposite direction, and the force applied to the valve reacted back on the naturally curled finger bones, which were both strong and fragile.

It’s better to keep falling.

"Jingjing!" someone shouted. The friend sent the photos he had selected one by one, and the phone went around the living room and finally came to Cui Jing's head.

When they started talking, they seemed a little unfamiliar, pretending to be familiar with each other. But after they started talking, they laughed so hard that they rolled over in a ball, with their skirts wrinkled and lifted up.

I drank a little more wine, the air was filled with the aroma of wine, and I kept shouting "Jingjing" in a sticky voice while being slightly tipsy.

Cui Jing glanced at her phone.

The people above are smiling, the light around them dims, and the candle in the middle and the flash that lights up at the moment of taking the photo illuminate everyone's face, which is very beautiful.

They are equally beautiful in real life.

The coated ribbons in the salute fell onto the table, the sofa, the hair, and the cake with candles on it. The white cat lay in a corner of the sofa, dozing with its tail hanging outside the sofa, its eyes closed and narrowed into a comfortable line.

"It looks good, let's leave it like this." Cui Jing handed the phone back.