Nangong Ling walked to the edge of the bathtub, stretched out his hand to touch the already cold water, directly lifted Jiang Xiyan out of the water, picked up the bath towel from the shelf next to her and wrapped it around her body, then went to the bed outside.
Go.
Jiang Xiyan felt a familiar smell and pursed her lips and smiled in her sleep. She really hoped that this dream would last longer and not let her wake up.
But God did not have his wish. Before Nangong Ling put Jiang Xiyan on the bed, Nie Tong's soft voice sounded from the office outside: "Brother Ling, are you there?"
The person in Nangong Ling's arms moved, and the beauty on his chest was exposed in front of him. Fortunately, his concentration was better, otherwise, his nose would definitely have red lines, and something underneath him would also be screaming.
, this feeling of hunger and thirst made him want to have Jiang Xiyan now.
The voice outside sounded at the same time as the door of the lounge: "Brother Ling, are you in? I'm in."
Jiang Xiyan rubbed her eyes. The noisy noise couldn't let her sleep. She didn't have a good rest last night. When Nie Tong's voice appeared in her ears again, she woke up completely and opened her eyes:
Nie Tong did not expect to see such an ambiguous side in the lounge. Downstairs, she could not let go of Nangong Ling, so she ran over secretly. When she saw that Jiang Xiyan was not at the desk, she left in a good mood.
When he entered the house, he didn't expect that Nangong Ling was holding a naked Jiang Xiyan in his arms.
Angrily, he stepped forward and opened Nangong Ling's hand. Jiang Xiyan also stood on the ground. The beauty on her chest made her startled. She immediately stretched out her hand and pulled up the edge of the towel to cover it again. The blush on her face became a little more.
Except for Nangong Ling, she has never seen her body, not even Zheng Ruoxian, who is the closest to her.
Nangong Ling was calm and composed at this time. When he saw Nie Tong coming over, he didn't explain much. Instead, he stepped forward and took off his wet shirt in front of the two women and threw it to the window. His wheat-colored skin was reflected in the sunlight.
The bottom is almost reflective. After years of training, the chest and abdominal muscles have formed an obvious eight-pack. This perfect figure even makes those supermodels and movie stars sigh.
Nie Tong looked at Jiang Xiyan and looked at Nangong Ling's exposed skin without blinking. He couldn't help but stepped forward and blocked Nangong Ling behind him, preventing Nie Tong from continuing to watch for free. Although his figure was not
It completely blocked Nangong Ling's spring sunshine, but it had already attracted Jiang Xiyan's attention: "It's so shameless, looking at a man so openly, as if I haven't seen him in hundreds of years." She whispered to express her dissatisfaction,
In fact, what she wanted was to pay attention to Nangong Ling by herself.
Jiang Xiyan turned her eyes to the side in embarrassment. Nangong Ling opened another cabinet and put on his clothes. He turned his head and watched the secret fight between the two women. He took out a brand new set of purple clothes from the cabinet.
The spinning dress was handed to Jiang Xiyan's hand: "Put it on and go out and work hard."
Nangong Ling's voice was just like his person, always cold and unable to feel any warmth. Jiang Xiyan took the clothes and turned back to the bathroom to change them. Looking at the clothes that fit her well in the mirror, she couldn't help but think of a woman here.
The clothes were the gifts that Nangong Ling bought when he was entangled with those women. He still felt a little unhappy.
Nie Tong saw Nangong Ling ignoring her and was about to open the door and walk to the office. She quickly took steps and ran in front of Nangong Ling to block his way. Her red eyes had already proved her anger: "I
I don’t want to see Jiang Xiyan again, Brother Ling, please fire her, ugh... She is very scheming, she just wants you to stay by your side forever after going to bed with her."
Nangong Ling hugged Nie Tong in his arms and gave her a comfort. He understood what this girl was thinking: "She is just a woman. I have had many women in the past. If Tongtong wants to be jealous, how can she tolerate it? I promise
I will definitely honor your wedding, but... you cannot interfere in my interactions with any woman."
Nie Tong was in Nangong Ling's arms. Listening to his words, his heart ached. He would rather sleep with some unrelated women than with her: "Do you like Jiang Xiyan?"
Nangong Ling quickly denied it: "No, go down to work. She is just like other women, just a tool for me to vent my sexual desires." After saying that, he took Nie Tong's hand and walked to the office.
After changing clothes, Jiang Xiyan heard their conversation clearly. She thought that Nangong Ling would be jealous because of the "little strawberry" on her neck, but she didn't expect that she was just used as a tool to vent her sexual desires. Thinking of this
, Jiang Xiyan's nose was sore, she looked up at the ceiling, and forced back the tears that wanted to overflow. She no longer liked Nangong Ling, so why should she care about these words.
Nie Tong felt relieved when he saw Jiang Xiyan walking out of the lounge. After acting coquettishly on Nangong Ling again, he walked out in nine-inch high-heeled boots. When he passed the secretary's desk
, his eyes shot towards Jiang Xiyan: "If you want to compete with me, you are too far behind."
The elevator door opened and Nie Tong walked in, leaving Jiang Xiyan alone in front of her desk in a daze.
Nie Tong walked into the elevator and pressed the button to the eighteenth floor. Instead, he pressed the button to the twenty-seventh floor. The twenty-seventh floor is the conference room for video conferences between the company and its foreign branches. There is basically no one here every day, except on every day.
The company's senior leaders will only come here during the international conference on Friday.
Opening the elevator door, Nie Tong took out his mobile phone and made a call. Soon a low-pitched male voice rang: "Sweetheart, what's wrong? Miss me? Why are you thinking of me now when you are like a duck in water? Haha..."
Nie Tong showed a hint of disgust on his face, but he was soon drowned in her words: "Brother Hao, how could this be? I rely on you in the mainland to avoid living on the streets."
Yes, the voice on the other side of the phone is Nangong Hao.
When Nangong Hao heard Nie Tong's voice, a sly smile appeared on his face. He might not be Nangong Ling's opponent in the shopping mall, but when it comes to women, that's his specialty: "It's good if Tong'er knows, come to me today
You don’t just miss me, do you?”
Nie Tong opened the large door and walked in. The conference room was quiet, even the sound of her high heels echoed here. The smile on the corner of her mouth became more coquettish under the sunlight: "Tong'er knows
Brother Hao has always been interested in Jiang Xiyan, and this time I want to give Brother Hao a chance to get close to her."
Nangong Hao was flirting with his secretary in the office. When he heard Nie Tong's words, he winked at the secretary who was barely wearing any cloth. The secretary unhappily picked up the small coat on the desk, put it on his body and walked out.
Nangong Ling sat back on the chair, flicked the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray on the desk, and blew out a few round smoke rings: "Oh? Isn't Tong'er angry? Remember before, I was with other women
If we are together, you will be jealous."
Hearing the disgusting words on the other side, Nie Tong wanted to hang up the phone, but thinking of the scene of Jiang Xiyan and Nangong Ling kissing and hugging, he pushed it back and still said with a smile: "No, I don't.
It’s also for the sake of Brother Hao’s health. Now in Brother Ling’s place, I can’t always accompany Brother Hao.”