Chapter 1987 His Thin Lips Brushed Her Ear

The first time passed her ears

Jing Xiaocha stood in the crowd and looked at the stage where Luo Haofeng put a ring on Bai Xiaoxiao affectionately.

The two kissed passionately, with deep love for each other in each other's eyes.

A smile burst out on her face, bright and bright, but this touch was interrupted by a text message.

Taking out his mobile phone, Jing Xiaocha's expression changed slightly after reading the message.

Doubts arose in her heart, and she turned to look at Wen Jin standing next to her.

Wen Jin was looking at the two newcomers on the stage with a charming smile on his handsome face. He didn't know that Jing Xiaocha was looking at him.

Jing Xiaocha felt the cold gaze coming from not far behind her. She turned around and saw Jin Fengjiao standing in the crowd holding a mobile phone and glaring at her angrily with her beautiful eyes.

Seeing her look, he raised the phone in his hand towards her again, his eyes full of questioning and resentment.

Jing Xiaocha pursed her lips, turned around, and continued to look at the newcomers on the stage. But his mind was distracted by Jin Fengjiao's text message just now.

Jin Fengjiao asked her if she said anything to Wen Jin?

Yesterday afternoon, when Jin Fengjiao was talking to Wen Jin, because the conditions she proposed were superior, as a businessman, Wen Jin did not reject her outright.

But I agreed to consider it.

But just now, Wen Jin refused directly.

Jin Fengjiao felt that it was Jing Xiaocha who was instigating discord and said something to Wen Jin, telling him not to agree.

She found someone to investigate Jing Xiaocha again in the past two days, and roughly found out the reason why Jing Xiaocha and Wen Jin met, and that in the past, Jing Xiaocha worked at Wen's Pharmaceutical Factory, and Wen Jin took great care of her.

Moreover, some people say that Jing Xiaocha likes Wen Jin.

Jing Xiaocha was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't know where the wedding on stage was going until he heard the noise in his ears.

The guests in the audience were all happy, and Jing Xiaocha was brought back from her thoughts. When she looked up, she saw a bouquet of flowers flying towards her. The guests in front and behind were all reaching out to grab the bouquet.

Seeing that she was about to be knocked down by the audience behind her, and the hand stretched out from the right was about to hurt her, Wen Jin's eyes, standing on her left, changed slightly, and he said with concern, "Be careful."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jing Xiaocha felt her left arm being grabbed by a strong hand, and because of the force, she threw herself into Wen Jin's arms on the left.

She dodged the hand on the right that almost reached her face because she was trying to grab the flowers, and also avoided the guests rushing towards her from behind. A familiar scent penetrated her nose.

A touch of warmth with a hint of moisture brushed against the white and tender earlobe, and Jing Xiaocha's heart skipped a beat.

The bouquet was tossed around, but no one grabbed it. It flew directly into her arms, and when it was about to hit her face, Jing Xiaocha instinctively caught the flowers with both hands.

But because of this, her whole body was nestled in Wen Jin's arms.

All eyes were on Jing Xiaocha because she snatched the bouquet. It was like thousands of watts of light bulbs shining on her face. Jing Xiaocha's face suddenly turned red.

She looked at Wen Jin's handsome face close at hand. Although she was holding flowers in her arms, she never opened the distance between them. On the contrary, the scene was indescribably ambiguous.

Wen Jin was slightly startled by her sudden blush, and his clear and warm breath sprayed on her red cheeks.

He could guarantee that it was really because too many people were watching at this moment that the originally insignificant scene suddenly became ambiguous.

Therefore, Wen Jin was lost in thought for a moment, her dark eyes looking at the delicate little face in front of her, and her dazed and shy eyes.

Forgot to let go of the person in my arms.

Just now, when he pulled her into his arms, his lips accidentally brushed against her white earlobe. The soft touch made an unnoticeable feeling pass through his heart.

A few steps away, Wen Ran watched with a smile as her brother hugged Jing Xiaocha. Jing Xiaocha was holding flowers in her arms and her cheeks were flushed.

An Lin and Bai Yiyi also stood beside Tan Mu and Gu Kai respectively, watching this scene with smiles.

When Bai Xiaoxiao was throwing the bouquet just now, they winked at her and told her to throw it this way, and then several people helped Jing Xiaocha grab it together.

Finally, I landed at Jing Xiaocha.

And Jing Xiaocha was held in Wen Jin's arms. This was a scene they had never expected, but they found this scene particularly pleasing to the eye.

So for a moment all the noise stopped.

Everyone looked at Wen Jin and Jing Xiaocha, handsome men and beautiful women.

Someone in the crowd shouted last, "Congratulations to this lady, whoever grabs the bouquet will soon become the bride."

Only then did Jing Xiaocha suddenly wake up, her eyes with Wen Jin's eyes shifted in confusion, and she struggled to withdraw from his arms.

Wen Jin's hug was not very tight. When Jing Xiaocha struggled slightly, he loosened his hand and let her go.

Mo Yu's eyes only had a strange glimmer of light at that moment, and instantly became as calm as water.

The burning feeling on Jing Xiaocha's face did not fade away immediately. Even after she retreated from Wen Jin's arms, his breath could still be clearly heard in her breathing.

His heartbeat became irregular and his thoughts became confused.

She didn't hear clearly what the guests around her said, but she unconsciously thought about the moist warmth on her earlobes just now.

"Xiaocha, you have snatched Xiaoxiao's bouquet. You must quickly find a boyfriend to marry yourself so that we can all enjoy your wedding wine."

Bai Yiyi's voice sounded jokingly in his ears.

An Lin and Wen Ran also echoed, "That's right, Xiaoxiao, next time I can only drink A Jin and your wedding wine."

I don’t know whether it is intentional or unintentional, or whether the speaker is unintentional and the listener is intentional.

When Jing Xiaocha heard An Lin say, 'Next time I can only drink Ah Jin and your wedding wine,' she panicked and hurriedly explained, "Sister An Lin, don't get me wrong. I was accidentally squeezed into Brother Wen just now." We have nothing in front of us..."

"Haha, Xiaocha, I didn't say anything about you and Ah Jin. Why are you so panicked? I mean, among our group of people, you and Ah Jin are the only ones who haven't gotten married. Have you two had a wedding?"

"..."

Jing Xiaocha's already blushing cheeks were so hot that they were about to burn because of An Lin's joke.

Compared with her embarrassment, Wen Jin on the side seemed not to have heard their conversation, with handsome features and cold eyes.

In fact, in response to Jing Xiaocha's hurried and flustered explanation, a trace of displeasure that he was not even aware of grew in his heart.

"Mrs. Mo, Mrs. Gu, Mrs. Qin, you will definitely be able to drink Xiaocha's wedding wine soon."

A strange woman's voice interrupted, successfully attracting the attention of all the guests, and also making Wen Ranbai and An Lin look at her at the same time.

Jing Xiaocha looked at Jin Fengjiao walking over and frowned slightly subconsciously. Her intuition told her that this woman couldn't say anything good.