Jiang Ruoxi was sitting in the living room holding Qiuqiu. She was waiting for him to come back. She didn't know when he would come back. Dinner was already prepared. Will he really come back?
"Qiuqiu, can you tell me, what's wrong with me? Have I really fallen in love with him? How could I fall in love with him? I know he won't love me, I know he hates me.
"She was already confused.
But Qiuqiu in his arms couldn't answer anything. He just looked at her with his big round eyes and wagged his tail at her.
Jiang Ruoxi sighed, "Let everything take its course!"
She has decided whether to love or not to love, whether it hurts or not. If her heart can no longer be controlled, then how can she control it?
With a click, the apartment door opened. Leng Yan, still wearing a black suit, changed his leather shoes by the door, put on a pair of blue men's slippers, and walked towards Jiang Ruoxi.
Jiang Ruoxi just sat on the sofa and watched him approach. Shouldn't she have warmly stepped forward to greet him? But she didn't have the courage.
Leng Yan sat down next to her, stretched out his hand, and found that Qiuqiu had left Jiang Ruoxi's arms. His long arms took her into his arms, and his big hand held her small hand. The temperature of the air conditioner in the room had obviously been set.
It was very high, but her hands were still cold.
"You're back." Jiang Ruoxi finally spoke and moved slightly, trying to get a little further away from him.
"I'm hungry." Leng Yan put his hand on her waist, led her to stand up and walked towards the restaurant.
"You sit down and wait for a while, I'll go serve the dishes." Jiang Ruoxi hurriedly pulled away from his arms, turned around and walked into the kitchen, taking out the warm dishes. Unexpectedly, when she turned around, she saw Leng Yan standing in the kitchen.
, also picked up the dishes, and the two of them carried the dishes and placed them on the dining table.
It was still a simple home-cooked four dishes and one soup, steamed fish, braised chicken wings, stir-fried broccoli, stir-fried shrimps, and tomato beef soup. Leng Yan saw that the small bowl in front of Jiang Ruoxi only contained half a bowl of rice.
He reached out and picked up a chicken wing and put it into her bowl, "Eat quickly! Eat more."
His slight smile made Jiang Ruoxi stunned for a long time, "Oh." She lowered her head and ate.
Leng Yan also ate with gusto. He was fascinated by her cooking, which was simple yet homely and warm.
After dinner, Jiang Ruoxi was clearing away the dishes. She didn't let Leng Yan help. He just stood aside and watched, wearing a pink apron. His hair was simply tied up with a hair tie. There was no trace of blemishes on his fair face.
The powder gives people a sense of tranquility.
Leng Yan stepped in and put his long arms around her back, putting her back against his chest. His chin rested on her shoulder. "You, don't be like this, I'm washing the dishes." His sudden expression
Jiang Ruoxi felt uncomfortable because she was so close. Her hand slipped and the freshly washed bowl fell into the sink again.
Leng Yan chuckled, "You wash yours, I won't disturb you."
Jiang Ruoxi's eyebrows were knitted tightly, why do you wash yours? I won't disturb you. His presence is a great pressure for her.
Jiang Ruoxi quickly tidied up the kitchen, put the washed dishes into the disinfection cabinet, and tidied the cooking table.
"Well, let me go first!" Jiang Ruoxi felt that she could not move even an inch due to Leng Yan's presence.
"Do you really want me to let go?" As Leng Yan spoke, warm breath came out, and there was an itch behind her ears.
"Yes." Jiang Ruoxi nodded and tilted her head slightly. When she saw the smile on his face, she already knew that he would not let her go.
The next second, Leng Yan had picked her up by the waist and walked into the bedroom. With a slight release of his hand, Jiang Ruoxi fell into the soft big bed.
Before she could escape, his strong and solid body had already covered her.
Jiang Ruoxi's little hand weakly pressed against his chest, "Don't..."
Leng Yan looked at her, stretched out his hand and pinched her thin chin, "Jiang Ruoxi, look at me." He didn't allow her to escape. He was busy with the company these days. He didn't come back because he knew that he
He wants her, and his strong possessiveness has exceeded his imagination.
Jiang Ruoxi's eyes, as bright as black pearls, met those bottomless eyes. It was because of these eyes, the ones that seemed to see her clearly, that she had no way to hide.
.
"Where is your heart?" Leng Yan moved his hand to her left chest.
Jiang Ruoxi lowered her eyes, "What about yours?" she asked. She knew she shouldn't ask, but she still asked him.
Leng Yan lowered his body, covered her pink and red lips with his sexy thin lips, sucked hard, and lingered passionately. His dexterous tongue penetrated her mouth, absorbing her beauty, and his big hands pulled her up.
The thin white wool sweater covered the softness of her chest.
"No, don't!" Jiang Ruoxi struggled. His silence had already given her the answer. She shouldn't have extravagant hopes or expectations, but he had already agreed to any of her conditions. Should she be satisfied?
?
Leng Yan's big hand clasped her wrist tightly, imprisoning her under his body so that she could not escape. If he wanted her, she could only be his woman! If he couldn't get it, if her
There is still Lei Yuting in his heart, so he will destroy it at all costs!
All the clothes between them were scattered on the floor. The two of them were pressed tightly against each other, their cold and hot eyes staring closely at the woman in front of him. Her crimson and shy eyes were all reflected in his eyes, wet and wet.
His wet lips covered her again, kissing her sweetly. His passionate and lingering passion made Jiang Ruoxi's whole body tremble, not from coldness, but from his teasing.
"Remember, you are my woman!" Leng Yan said domineeringly, he wanted to possess her completely.
"Don't run away. If you are still thinking about another man, it is no longer you who pays the price, but that man!" After saying this, he took possession of her fiercely.
Jiang Ruoxi's eyes were covered with confusion as she looked at the man in front of her. Is it possible to love such a man?
Leng Yan looked at her, and he told himself that he would not fall in love with her, not that he really wanted her, but this little woman had truly occupied a certain position in his heart.
After the clouds and rain passed, Jiang Ruoxi rested her head on his arm tiredly, closing her eyes slightly, feeling his breath, his domineering possession, and the faint smell of manly musk on his body, which actually contained a trace of infatuation.
Leng Yan lowered his head slightly, watching her long curly eyelashes cast a shadow. After making love, her face had a rare intoxicating blush, and there were traces of him on her red and white skin. She smiled slightly.
His warm body temperature was transmitted to his cold body, but he didn't feel cold in such a cold night.