I’m 8 Million Poor

Jiang Baiwan was still in a daze. She dragged Ji Chen's hand with both hands. Although she was unconscious, she could still feel Ji Chen's speed slow down.

——Not only did it slow down, it just stopped.

Jiang Baiwan walked forward two steps until he hit Ji Chen's back before he noticed it.

Ji Chen pursed his lips, tried to make himself ignore the feeling on his hands, and hurriedly pressed the button of the elevator in front of him. Jiang Baiwan still did not let go of Ji Chen's hand, she still asked Ji Chen with a smirk: "Ji Chen, why are you standing under my house? Are you too drunk and can't find your way home?"

"It's you who drank too much." Ji Chen replied to her lowly, just as the elevator was coming, Ji Chen hurriedly pulled Jiang Baiwan onto the elevator.

Just after sending her home, Ji Chen warned himself in his heart, but still couldn't ignore Jiang Baiwan's delicate hands.

Normally Jiang Baiwan always looks like a straight woman of steel. He doesn't care about his own appearance or the opinions of others, and he lives with his own heart. Today I suddenly drank too much, but became clingy. When standing on the elevator, no matter how hard Ji Chen secretly tried, Jiang Baiwan grabbed his hands and refused to let go: "Don’t don’t, don’t take it, Otherwise I will fall."

Ji Chen is very helpless. He is usually very self-disciplined. Even though he drinks, he never gets drunk. Although I drank two more glasses today, I was still sober and sane at the moment, and couldn't resist Jiang Baiwan who took the opportunity to go crazy. Forget it, since she wants to pull, just pull it.

It's just that Jiang Baiwan is not honest, she not only took Ji Chen's hand, but also squeezed it easily. Maybe it feels good in the hand, or maybe it's because Ji Chen's hand joints are distinct, which is very different from his own. Jiang Baiwan couldn't help but squeezed twice, using Ji Chen's hand as a toy, playing very happily.

Ji Chen feels that today’s elevator is extremely long, and Jiang Baiwan’s hands are really smooth and tender...

"Here." The elevator finally stopped, Ji Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly pulled Jiang Bowan to her door. After opening the door, Jiang Baiwan opened his fascinated and staring eyes and walked in with his head high. Ji Chen hesitated after following, but Jiang Baiwan, who was still drunk, also followed the door.

When Jiang Baiwan arrived at home, he turned on the lights in the living room and the room without saying a word. The whole house instantly became as bright as the day. Then Jiang Baiwan fell onto the sofa and lay face down, not moving. Up.

Is this asleep? Ji Chen hurriedly walked to the edge of the sofa and wanted to turn Jiang Baiwan over. He moved gently, slowly supporting Jiang Baiwan’s shoulders. After turning her around, he happened to have an affectionate pairing with Jiang Baiwan who was staring. Depending on.

Ji Chen: He has never discovered how drunk people are so troublesome.

"What do you want to do to me!" Jiang Baiwan's tone was flat and straight, and it didn't match the content at all. "Don't look at me drunk today, thinking that I drank too much, and then fell in love with me because of my beauty. . Let me tell you, I will not be Bai Yueguang as a domineering president."

Bai Yueguang of the domineering president? Ji Chen didn't understand, so he could only continue to hold Jiang Baiwan and let her sit up straight.

While playing with Ji Chen, Jiang Baiwan was still muttering: "I know, you men are all a routine. They seem to be very good to you, but there is actually someone else in your heart. Especially you guys. The president’s all have this problem."

Ji Chen frowned. Although he didn't know what Jiang Baiwan was talking about, it did not prevent him from defending himself: "There is no one else in my heart."

Who knew that Jiang Baiwan's expression became even more horrified: "I won't be cannon fodder! Nor can contract lovers!"

Ji Chen:? ? ?

"Is it possible, is it possible that you want me to be a white lotus?" Jiang Baiwan's expression can be said to be sorrowful, "I can't do it, my concubines can't do it!"

"You drank too much." Ji Chen could only say that. He didn't know what Jiang Baiwan was talking about. "I'll pour you a glass of water. You sit here obediently."

Jiang Baiyu still crouched on the sofa. He didn't know if he heard what Ji Chen said. Ji Chen entered the kitchen, poured a glass of water quickly... and came out. When he returned to the living room, he saw Jiang Baiwan fell on the sofa again, his cheeks were red, his eyes squinted motionless, and he seemed to be tired.

Ji Chen breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, he walked to the edge of the sofa, slowly holding Jiang Baiwan's head, and helped her up: "Drink some hot water."

"No, your line is wrong." Jiang Baiwan said vaguely, "Why don't you follow the routine? You should say drink more hot water."

Ji Chen closed his mouth altogether, but carefully brought the water cup to Jiang Baiwan's mouth. Jiang Baiwan drank two sips of hot water with Ji Chen's hands, the feeling of depression in his chest was suppressed a lot, and his head finally became a little more sober.

She only felt that there was someone in front of her. This person looked very familiar, but she couldn't see who it was. Jiang Baiwan stretched his head forward: "Who are you?"

Ji Chen stared at Jiang Baiwan who was close at hand, his whole body stiff. Jiang Baiwan still smelled of wine in his mouth, but it didn't smell bad. The breath followed Jiang Baiwan's breathing, spitting out on the tip of Ji Chen's face and nose, Ji Chen unconsciously swallowed his saliva - he was originally clear-headed, but at this moment, he felt that he might also be drunk.

Jiang Baiwan hadn't noticed Ji Chen's heart. She was still trying to identify the person in front of her. This person felt very familiar to her, but she still couldn't tell it. Not only could he not recognize people, he was still shaking. Jiang Baiwan became impatient, and reached out his hand to directly support the face of the person in front of him: "Don't shake, don't shake, let me see clearly."

Ji Chen was pressed by Jiang Baiwan's face, and he didn't know what to do. The little girl in front of me got closer and closer, and the distance was getting shorter and shorter. Ji Chen wanted to retreat, but was firmly held on his head by Jiang Baiwan. He was not allowed to retreat. Jiang Baiwan was still yelling: "Don’t Move! I want to see who it is!"

Finally, Jiang Baiwan’s forehead reached Ji Chen’s. She looked directly at Ji Chen’s eyes. Under the influence of alcohol, her smoky eyes looked misty but watery. Those eyes seemed to be able to see people. Go inside. Ji Chen's breathing was stagnant, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.

Jiang Baiwan leaned on Ji Chen's forehead, his cheeks hot. She chuckled, seeming to finally recognize who the person in front of her is: "Ji Chen, so you are Ji Chen. Why didn't you say it earlier."

Ji Chen swallowed again. His throat was dry and his voice was hoarse: "...If you see it clearly, let me go."

"No!" Jiang Baiwan categorically refused, "I won't let you go! You are the God of Wealth, and you will be gone if you let go! You must go back to the sky and go back to the book."

After hearing this sentence, Ji Chen's mind was initially confused by Jiang Baiwan's actions, and suddenly reacted. He calmly held Jiang Baiwan's two hands, pulled them down, and finally placed them on Jiang Baiwan's lap: "Why would I go back to the sky and the book?"

Jiang Baiwan didn't realize that Ji Chen was playing her words. She was silly for a while, then stretched out her hand and patted Ji Chen on the cheek: "Because you are not real."

"None is true, all is false." Jiang Baiwan waved his hand boldly, "Only money is real! What money can buy is also real!"

Ji Chen didn't hear the answer he wanted to hear, and was slightly disappointed. He wanted to stand up, but Jiang Baiwan held his head again and leaned towards him: "Ji Chen, Ji Caishen, why are you so rich? Why are you presidents so rich."

"...Only I am rich." Ji Chen paused and said this sentence calmly.

Jiang Baiwan was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at him angrily: "You are really shameless, I want to punish you on behalf of the moon! Drink!"

Ji Chen was taken aback, and suddenly he remembered Jiang Baiwan's sudden head mallet when he was shooting a variety show. But now it was too late to hide, Ji Chen quickly closed his eyes, trying to hide his ears and steal the bell.

The imaginary pain did not come, but was touched by a soft thing on the cheek. It was slightly wet, but it felt good to the touch, and it was not touched. The feeling stayed on Ji Chen's cheek for a while before it disappeared.

However, Ji Chen was already out of luck. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw Jiang Bai...Wan had already let go of him, and was sitting on the sofa smiling at him.

Ji Chen stiffly raised his hand and touched his cheek. When he realized what Jiang Baiwan had just done, Ji Chen only felt that his face was even redder than Jiang Baiwan in front of him.

A weak current passed through the kiss on the cheek, passed through his body, and hit Ji Chen's heart directly. He felt as if something was constantly swelling in his chest, but this feeling of being filled was not annoying to him, but rather addictive.

"...Do you know what you did just now?" Ji Chen looked deep. He looked at Jiang Baiwan in front of him, and he seemed to have an answer in his heart.

Jiang Baiwan blinked his eyes and his smile became brighter: "I know, I gave you a kiss."

Ji Chen's heart beat hard, he held Jiang Baiwan's hand, a little reluctant to let go: "Who am I?"

"Don't you know who you are?" Jiang Baiwan sighed. She took her hand out of Ji Chen's palm and pressed it on Ji Chen's shoulder.

Ji Chen waited for Jiang Baiwan's answer, only feeling that a heart was about to jump out of his throat.

I saw Jiang Baiwan staring into his eyes, his voice full of deep emotions, facing the handsome and young Haochen Group President, Jiang Baiwan shouted affectionately:

"dad!"