Nangong Ling waved to the driver and the car drove towards the villa in the city.
The lights in the villa have dimmed, and only the bedroom on the second floor is still on. Nangong Ling knows that that is the bedroom where Jiang Xiyan lives. She has not rested so late, so she must be waiting for him to come back, but this night for
It was destined to be a sleepless night for both of them.
The car drove into the villa and stopped in the direction leading to the living room. Nangong Ling opened the car door and walked out. Nie Tong behind him just smiled slightly and opened the car door and walked to the living room.
The servants heard the commotion and turned on the big light in the living room and came out to greet the master. For this home, they had already identified Nangong Ling and Jiang Xiyan as the masters. When they saw Nie Tong's appearance, they couldn't help being surprised, but they didn't say anything.
After placing the slippers in front of the two of them, he stepped back when he saw Nangong Ling's gesture.
The silence in the room was terrifying. Nie Tong followed Nangong Ling and observed the room. Since Nie Dongxu's death, she no longer had full love. The news about Nangong Ling was all to make him suffer. She didn't want him to get it.
True love doesn’t want people around him who love him, nor does he want people around him who he loves to exist.
"It's very late. I want to rest. I think there should be a place for me on the second floor. After all, we were a legal couple who had gone through the marriage procedures." Nie Tong took back all his thoughts and smiled softly at Nangong Ling's back.
Back said.
Nangong Ling stopped. There were a lot of rooms here. Normally guests would be arranged in the guest rooms on the first floor. What’s more, he never stayed with others here. For Nie Tong who came suddenly, he really didn’t know where to arrange them.
Where.
"You are on the first floor. The other rooms on the second floor have not been tidied up." After saying this, Nangong Ling walked toward the guest room.
Nie Tong did not follow Nangong Ling, but looked up in the direction of the second floor: "I don't mind living in your room. If I remember correctly, we have lived in the same room since we were young, right?
"
Before Nangong Ling could speak, Nie Tong had already walked towards the steps of the second floor.
There were only a few wall lamps in the corridor on the second floor. In the darkness, Nie Tong carefully observed the situation here, passing through the doors one by one. She was a professional killer. This was all the means left to her by Nie Dongxu. Observing such terrain has already
It becomes a habit for her.
When passing by the brightly lit bedroom, Nie Tong stopped. The people in the room were her targets, but she couldn't ignore Nangong Ling. The protection of Jiang Xiyan exceeded her expectations.
Just when his hand was about to reach the handle, Nangong Ling quickly came over and grabbed him, saying in a low voice: "The last room is yours, you can't enter this room."
Nie Tong's other hand reached out and stroked the back of Nangong Ling's hand, a smile flashed in his eyes: "I listen to you, after all, I am the real mistress of this house now."
Nangong Ling immediately let go of his hand, and Nie Tong did not blame him. He stepped on high heels. Although the corridor was carpeted, the sound of high heels could still be heard clearly.
Looking at Nie Tong opening the door at the end of the corridor, Nangong Ling took back all his thoughts and turned the doorknob in front of him. Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiyan did not lock the door.
At this moment, Jiang Xiyan was sitting in front of the window. She could see everything outside clearly through the window. She also heard the sounds outside the door. Now that the real mistress was back, this was fate. When she tried to think
When it comes to acceptance, there will always be something unexpected happening.
"It's so late, why haven't you rested yet? I can't determine my working hours, so don't wait for me in the future." Nangong Ling stood two meters away from Jiang Xiyan, looking at her back, thinking about the expression on her face at this moment.
expression.
Tears were already stained on Jiang Xiyan's face. There was nothing she could do about feelings. Even if she was given another chance, she did not want to be someone else's mistress. She tried her best to suppress her sobs and said calmly: "Well, I
I understand, you are tired after a long day of work, so go and rest first."
Nangong Ling did not go out, but approached Jiang Xiyan step by step, slowly turned Jiang Xiyan, whose face was already full of tears, to him, and stretched out her hand to wipe her face distressedly: "No matter what I do, you have to believe,
What I love now is you, and you will become my Nangong Ling’s wife in the future. We will have another child, and when we grow old, we will let go of everything and travel around the world.”
This is the first time Nangong Ling has said such words to a woman. He is afraid that Jiang Xiyan will disappear for three to five years like last time, and he can't afford to wait any longer.
Jiang Xiyan looked up at Nangong Ling. This man was her kingdom. She wanted to act coquettishly in his arms and enjoy the sweetness between the two, but reality was no longer possible: "How can I trust you? Nie Tong is you.
A real wife."
Nangong Ling shook his head. As for Nie Tong's identity, he could only tell the petite woman in front of him later: "Don't believe anything. Just believe that you are my only wife."
Seeing the firm message in Nangong Ling's eyes, Jiang Xiyan didn't know whether to believe it or not.
Nangong Ling pulled Jiang Xiyan into his arms and pressed his lips on her forehead, as if he was afraid that his lips would disturb the princess in her dream.
Jiang Xiyan could only let Nangong Ling hug her like this, she also wanted this embrace.
Nangong Ling picked up Jiang Xiyan and put her on the bed, turned off the lights in the room, and the two hugged each other and fell asleep. It had been a long time since they had felt like this. They slept very sweetly, with Jiang Xiyan resting on Nangong Ling's pillow.
His arms and hands were casually placed on his strong arms, while Nangong Ling's other hand was tightly holding Jiang Xiyan's frail waist.
When the sun rose in the morning, Nangong Ling still held Jiang Xiyan and had a tryst in his dream.
The tapping sound of the door woke up Nangong Ling. Looking at Jiang Xiyan sleeping next to him, a happy smile appeared on his face. Happiness is not that simple. He can watch the person he loves wake up every day, even if it is him.
(Her) sloppy appearance will also deeply attract the other person's eyes.
Slowly pulling out his numb arms, he carefully pulled the quilt over Jiang Xiyan's body. Jiang Xiyan had not been resting well recently. It seemed that the two of them cuddling together yesterday could indeed have a hypnotic effect.
Wearing pajamas, Nangong Ling opened the door. Nangong Yue stood at the door with a sleepy face and rubbed her eyes. When she saw Nangong Ling appearing, she was startled at first. After she reacted, she smiled and reached out for Nangong Ling to hug her.
Nangong Ling knelt down, picked up Nangong Yue, turned around and returned to the bedroom, then closed and locked the door again: "Why do you wake up so early and disturb mommy?"
Nangong Yue squirmed in Nangong Ling's arms, found a comfortable position and lay in his arms, and said with a smile: "I got up to go to the toilet, and I just wanted to come to Mommy's place to take a nap."