Nangong Ling picked up the weak Jiang Xiyan and walked upstairs. He pushed open the bedroom door, and their lips were tightly pressed against each other. Nangong Ling didn't like this kind of closeness. The tacit understanding between the two
The combination made their hearts beat faster.
The air in the room was gradually heating up. Jiang Xiyan nestled in Nangong Ling's arms, breathing in the breath that belonged to Nangong Ling. The feeling of heartbeat made her unable to think normally. Now she was a puppet at the mercy of Nangong Ling.
That night, Nangong Ling did not leave the villa in the city. The two fell asleep hugging each other on the bed. This was the first time that Nangong Ling slept with a woman so intimately. He thought that he would never do anything because of a woman in his life.
Change, but now Jiang Xiyan is always changing his thoughts all the time.
Nie Tong made several phone calls but her phone was turned off. She thought she had provoked Jiang Xiyan away and Nangong Ling would take a look at her. Unexpectedly, she was still disappointed. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a flash of pain in her heart.
After turning off the phone, Nie Tong went downstairs and drove away by himself. The servant did not dare to say anything.
In the morning, Jiang Xiyan endured the pain all over her body and opened her eyes. She saw Nangong Ling who was still sleeping soundly. Thinking of the passion between the two of them last night, her face couldn't help but turn red. When Nangong Ling on the side made a move, Nangong Ling...
He had also woken up. He couldn't believe that he was sleeping so peacefully next to Jiang Xiyan.
Jiang Xiyan turned over and found a pair of pajamas to put on. She looked back at Nangong Ling, who didn't open her eyes, and walked lightly to the bedroom next to her to clean herself.
After Jiang Xiyan left the room, Nangong Ling opened his cold eyes. It seemed that he was also fascinated by Jiang Xiyan's body and actually liked this feeling of love, but he still couldn't believe it.
All this is true.
The two met in the restaurant, and neither of them said a word about last night. Jiang Xiyan heated up two glasses of milk, then picked up the bread and salad from the refrigerator and put them on the plate. She didn't know how to cook anyway. Nangong Ling
If you don't want to eat, you can just let him have it.
Nangong Ling saw the simple breakfast on the table and shook his head. Women nowadays are indeed too squeamish to even make breakfast. Thinking that when he was surviving in the wilds of Switzerland, his talents were the magic weapon for survival. He said nothing.
Then he walked into the kitchen, picked up the frying pan, put a little bit of water in it, then picked up an egg, cracked the egg shell skillfully, and put the egg white and egg yolk into the pot together, and the aroma of eggs filled the room.
Jiang Xiyan looked at the fried eggs that Nangong Ling brought over, with disbelief in her eyes. How could this man still cook? Wherever he is, there seems to be no fumes. Nangong Ling did give her an oversized omelette today.
Accident.
Nangong Ling put the plate in front of him, picked up the milk cup, and ate the omelette and drank the milk. Jiang Xiyan quit. How could this man have no grace at all and only fry one omelette: "
Hey, why are you so selfish? I even warmed up a glass of milk for you in the morning. Why, you should also give me an omelette."
Nangong Ling stopped what she was doing and raised her head to look at Jiang Xiyan's slightly disheveled hair. She looked more charming like this: "Jiang Xiyan, please call me CEO during work hours. Now that you are at home, you can call me Ling."
, If you want to eat fried eggs, you can go to the kitchen and make them yourself." After saying this, Nangong Ling continued to eat.
Jiang Xiyan curled her lips. She couldn't defeat this man no matter what. After all, he was her immediate boss. She pushed the chair away and walked directly to the kitchen, and then did the first thing in her life in the order that Nangong Ling just did.
A fried egg.
Nangong Ling looked at Jiang Xiyan's busy back in the restaurant. Suddenly, the feeling of home was conveyed to his heart, and he couldn't help but feel a little more irritated. When he got up and wanted to go back to the bedroom to change clothes, the smell of burning in the kitchen...
As Jiang Xiyan's scream reached his ears, he quickly walked into the kitchen without thinking.
Jiang Xiyan looked at her work. It was as black as charcoal, and because the oil temperature was too high, when she poured the eggs in, the oil accidentally splashed on the back of her hand, causing a big blister to form instantly.
Nangong Ling, who was behind him, put his arm around Jiang Xiyan's waist. He first turned off the gas, then took Jiang Xiyan's hand and turned on the cold water next to her. From time to time, she heard a few scoldings: "Stupid, you can't do such a simple thing."
, and hurt myself.”
Jiang Xiyan almost burst into tears. Thinking of Nangong Ling selfishly eating fried eggs just now, she felt aggrieved: "Then who asked you to fry one for me? I don't know how to do it in the first place."
The kitchen was quiet except for the sound of water. Nangong Ling grabbed Jiang Xiyan's little hand and poured it under the water faucet. The temperature in front of him once again awakened his desire, especially the bath fragrance left by Jiang Xiyan after taking a bath in the morning.
It made him so addicted to Jiang Xiyan.
Jiang Xiyan also realized Nangong Ling's desire, took out her hand, crossed Nangong Ling's body and walked outside.
Without the fatal attraction in his hands and arms, Nangong Ling also retracted his thoughts, turned off the water faucet and followed Jiang Xiyan out of the kitchen, holding her little hand and walking towards the study on the second floor.
He took out some ointment from a cabinet and held Jiang Xiyan's hand in his palm. The small hand in his hand was like a child's hand, small and delicate. He opened the medicine and soaked it in the blisters.
Apply ointment on her face, then stretch out her index finger and gently stroke Jiang Xiyan's wound with the pad of her finger.
The distance between the two was too close, which gave Jiang Xiyan a feeling of suffocation. Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, Nangong Ling had already fixed her hand in his palm, and did not let go until all the ointment was applied and absorbed.
He left her hand in the study and walked to the bedroom.
Jiang Xiyan was a little stupid. She didn't know what Nangong Ling's look meant. Nangong Ling treated all the women around her equally. When the feeling existed, he would do whatever he wanted. When the feeling disappeared, it would never happen again.
If there is any connection with it, thinking that I am just one of those many women, I put my hand in it and smiled softly.
After Nangong Ling changed his clothes, he waited for Jiang Xiyan in the living room downstairs. He could have arranged for a driver to pick up Jiang Xiyan, but the feeling of sympathy made him read the newspaper in the living room.
Jiang Xiyan put on a suit that was close to work clothes, and now her figure was becoming perfect. Although her breasts did not reach a D cup, she now had a B+ cup. She appeared in the living room wearing high heels. When she saw Nangong Ling, she was still
When I read the newspaper, I don't dare to ask for anything more than a little warmth in my heart.
Nangong Ling heard the sound of shoes, picked up the briefcase on the sofa and walked directly towards the garage. When Jiang Xiyan walked out of the door, Nangong Ling's car stopped in front of her. Nangong Ling leaned over and handed the passenger
The seat door is open.
Jiang Xiyan hesitated for a moment, then walked in. There was a free bus and if you didn't take it, it would be a waste.
The two of them didn't have any conversation in the car. Nangong Ling's phone rang from time to time. He hung up without looking at it. After a while, the phone rang again. Finally, Nangong Ling pressed the quiet button and the car became quiet again.
Jiang Xiyan secretly looked at Nangong Ling with squinting eyes. This man was always so handsome that he captivated many people. Although those women knew his coldness, they still threw themselves at him through fire and water, but it seemed that he didn't bring him any more recently.
The woman's appearance in the lounge was probably her own credit. Nangong Ling definitely didn't want to be told to stop every time she reached the extreme. Thinking of her previous appearances, Jiang Xiyan smiled secretly.
Nangong Ling drove the car intently and saw the little face in the rearview mirror. It seemed that this woman had thought of something interesting. But knowing that the woman was secretly watching him, he felt satisfied: "Look at this picture of me every day.
Haven’t you seen enough of the face? I suggest you look at it openly and without being so sneaky."