Chapter Seventy-Fifth: Looking for the love of the previous life
"Really? Well, Dabin, you go and clean up. Xi'er, Yueyue, and I live here. You don't need to touch anything in the villa. I'll take Xi'er to pick out furniture in the afternoon." Nangong Ling ordered Du Zhibin
.
Du Zhibin nodded in agreement, turned around and left the office to deal with the rest of the matter.
Nangong Ling called Jiang Xiyan and told her to take her and Nangong Yue out in the afternoon, but Jiang Xiyan did not refuse.
After having a simple lunch with Nangong Yue at the company at noon, he drove to the suburbs to pick up Jiang Xiyan.
A family of three appeared in the largest furniture plaza in the city center. Although Jiang Xiyan was a little concerned about what happened last night, she still stayed with the father and daughter with a smile on her face in front of Nangong Yue.
"Xie'er, what do you think of this bed? It's made of mahogany, and the carvings on it are relatively fine." Nangong Ling looked at a high-end bed and was as eager as a child to listen to Jiang Xiyan's opinion.
"Well, it's really good."
Jiang Xiyan nodded in response, picked up the price sign above and took a look, her eyes immediately widened. When the waiter turned around to communicate with other customers, she leaned next to Nangong Ling and whispered: "This broken bed costs two hundred
More than ten thousand! It was robbed, and it wasn’t inlaid with gems or gold.”
Nangong Ling smiled. Such Jiang Xiyan didn't look like the mother of a child at all, but like two people in love: "The most important thing in the bedroom is the bed. We spend most of our lives in bed, so we must buy one."
Make a good bed."
Jiang Xiyan doesn't think so. She has lived with her father and brother since she was a child, and she is not particular about daily necessities. If a bed breaks down, then replace it with a new one. Two million is enough for her to buy a bed for a lifetime.
But then again, this bed is indeed relatively fine in workmanship.
Nangong Ling pulled Jiang Xiyan into his arms and leaned back. The two of them lay on the bed, feeling the close connection between the person and the bed.
Comfortable and comfortable, Jiang Xiyan finally understood how those people living in the upper class feel. No wonder people say, "You get what you pay for, and it's a good buy for ten bucks."
"President Nangong, madam, this bed is purely handmade, and the carvings on it are also made by famous artists. The mahogany wood is valuable for collection." The waiter cautiously introduced the advantages of the bed.
"That's it. This is the address. Send it over now." Nangong Ling handed the waiter a note and pulled Jiang Xiyan and Nangong Yuezhi to walk in the other direction.
Nangong Yue also fell in love with a princess bed, surrounded by gauze, and pink was her favorite.
Kitchen utensils, tableware, and daily necessities were all selected by the three of them together, and Jiang Xiyan also picked a pair of couple tooth cups. Although she didn't know what the future would bring, she wanted to use these pairs to satisfy her current feelings. With these memories,
It's better than having your feelings be a blank slate.
At dinner time, Nangong Ling took Jiang Xiyan and Nangong Yue to eat in the open-air Western restaurant on the top floor of Shenghao Restaurant.
Looking at the night in Dongcheng, I feel the beauty of Dongcheng. It is because of each other's atmosphere and unforgettable love here that I feel that this place is different.
Nangong Yue was picked up by Du Zhibin first.
This place has become the world of Nangong Ling and Jiang Xiyan again.
"I want to give you a gift today." Nangong Ling held Jiang Xiyan in his arms, and the two stood in front of the glass window.
"Huh? What day is today? It seems that Valentine's Day has passed a long time ago, right?" Jiang Xiyan leaned her head on Nangong Ling's shoulder, breathing in his unique masculine breath. Her heart was particularly peaceful, without gifts,
As long as he is there, her world will always be sunny.
Nangong Ling lowered his head and pressed a kiss on Jiang Xiyan's hair. He could never love Jiang Xiyan enough: "Every day with you is worth remembering. Okay, I'll take you to a place."
Jiang Xiyan also wanted to know what tricks Nangong Ling was playing, so she left the hotel with him.
When everything was displayed in front of Jiang Xiyan, she really wanted to cry. A home that belonged to them, a place where the soul and reality were combined, was what she wanted to have in this life.
The apartment was filled with the furniture they selected in the afternoon. I thought Nangong Ling wanted to replace the furniture in the villa.
"Am I dreaming? Ling, what are you doing?"
"Given to you, this will be our home from now on. This house is the gift I give you today." Nangong Ling looked at Jiang Xiyan who was moved, and his heart was full of satisfaction.
Jiang Xiyan covered her mouth, never able to believe that all this happened so quickly. She originally thought that Nangong Ling would let her stay with Nie Tong in the villa for the rest of her life.
"Thank you!"
If she hadn't met Nangong Ling, Jiang Xiyan might have thought that her life was so ordinary, but after falling in love with him, Jiang Xiyan realized that the two of them had known each other in their previous life, and that they met in this life to find the past life.
The love left behind.
"Silly girl, you are my wife. I am willing to do anything for you. As long as you stay by my side, I will spend my whole life accompanying you and loving you."
Such disgusting words made it difficult for Nangong Ling to say it. He had to express his loveliness to make the other person truly feel it. For his own happiness, he was willing to tell Jiang Xiyan his love every day.
No longer wanting to escape this sweetness, Jiang Xiyan hugged Nangong Ling's neck, tears stained his suit, but none of this was important, as long as she could feel this kind of love from Nangong Ling, in this life, no matter what
, even at this moment, she is satisfied.
Nangong Ling raised Jiang Xiyan's little face, and kissed the tears on her face bit by bit with his gentle lips, until the two warm lips touched, and each other's breathing became heavy again.
"I love you...my Xier...don't leave me in the future..."
"Well... Ling, I love you too... always have..."
The passion continues to be staged. This is the union of feelings and emotions. At this moment, there is no obstacle between them. There is only each other's air, that indispensable breath. Only this kind of breathing can allow them to have
living existence.
Nangong Ling hugged Jiang Xiyan, who was already a little confused, and pushed open the bedroom door. The big bed he bought in the afternoon was placed in the center of the bedroom. The bright red quilt on the bed seemed to swear that tonight was different.
When the two burning bodies fell onto the bed and their eyes met, nothing in the world mattered anymore.
"Love me..." Jiang Xiyan reached out and touched Nangong Ling's cheek, her eyes ambiguously revealing deep love.
This invitation made Nangong Ling's body move slightly, and the sublimation of feelings lies in this closeness of mind.
Jiang Xiyan's hands seemed to have a kind of magic, helping Nangong Ling take off his shirt. The exposed skin became even hotter in Jiang Xiyan's hands.
"Well... baby... you will regret it later..."
After saying this, Nangong Ling began to tear off Jiang Xiyan's long skirt.