[69 Book Bar-www.] The car stopped at the entrance of the kindergarten.
Diandian and Qiuqiu picked up their small schoolbags and waved to him, "Goodbye, Daddy!" They pushed open the car door, jumped out of the car, and ran in.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Nangong Han's lips, and the happiness slowly melted away quietly.
He has experienced too many bloody storms and enjoys the peaceful life now. Although it is dull, it is the most real and genuine happiness. He hopes to keep it ordinary like this, but sometimes, things often go against his wishes, and the more he wants to escape,
With the overwhelming reports, more and more people are curious about Nangong Han's true identity. A large number of reporters gathered at the entrance of the YM building, all ready to catch first-hand reports.
Nangong Han did not return to the company to work, but asked his secretary to send him all the contracts, and the meeting was held via video.
Now, Xiang Yimo felt a little guilty. He blamed himself for being too impulsive. He took off his mask and caused so much trouble to Nangong Han. If his appearance had not been made public, maybe they could be an ordinary person.
The couple has nothing to do with the underworld, arms, or weapons.
Fortunately, Xiang Yimo was wearing a butterfly mask on his face at the time and his appearance was not made public, otherwise they would have become a couple who faked their own deaths.
She didn't want her appearance to stir up speculation again among the reporters, so she stopped going to work in the company for the time being and drew design drafts at home.
Although all the news did not focus on the new product launch conference, but shifted the focus to Nangong Han, ym's jewelry is novel and unique, generous and decent, elegant and noble, yet playful and cute, and has exquisite aura, so it has been widely praised as soon as it was launched.
, global sales are rising steadily.
The scent of the kitchen gradually spread, and Xiang Yimo was washing the dishes, with delicate jade hands as white as porcelain. The sound of water made her not hear the footsteps behind her, and suddenly a tall and slender shadow enveloped her,
Her waist tightened, and she was surrounded by a pair of strong arms, who whispered in her ear, "Wife!"
Nangong Han came home and saw that slim and busy figure busy in the kitchen. The previously empty kitchen suddenly felt like home, and his heart was filled with a sense of happiness. He couldn't help but walk over and hug her tightly.
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Xiang Yimo was startled, and the porcelain plate in his hand fell into the pool, "Why so fast?"
"I want to come back to see my wife soon, of course!"
Xiang Yimo struggled for a moment and said, "Let me go. How can I wash the dishes?" Her hands were covered with foam and she couldn't pry his hand away.
"You wash yours, and I'll hold mine! I didn't hinder you!" Nangong Han had endured it for a day, and it was too painful. Now he couldn't help but hug her all the time and never let go.
Xiang Yimo murmured, "What a child!" She ignored Nangong Han and concentrated on washing the plates one by one, wiping off the water drops, and putting them in the cabinet.
For the first time, Nangong Han knew that a person could look so beautiful when washing dishes. He tightened his arms, picked up Xiang Yimo, and put her on the cooking table.
"What are you doing? Let me down!" Her hands were wet. She was afraid of staining his clothes. She raised her hands in the air and didn't know where to put them. "I'm so embarrassed to be seen by Uncle He and Teng Yue!"
"They went out yesterday and won't be back for a while!" Those wanton reports still need to be curbed.
"Stop making trouble, I still have a lot of work to complete!"
"Yesterday, we were interrupted several times by those two little guys. Now they go to kindergarten. No one will bother us now, right?" Nangong Han raised his eyebrows evilly, "This time, you can't even think of escaping!"
Xiang Yimo sighed softly, "I even doubt whether you sent Uncle He and Teng Yue away on purpose!" She stared at Nangong Han for a moment, making him feel a little scared.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Those dogs and cats get restless when they are in estrus, and their eyes light up when they see a female. I see your recent state, it seems like you are in estrus."
Nangong Han's eyes darkened, "Am I a dog and a cat?"
"I think you are a big pervert!"
"I don't want to be a pervert, I'm really sorry for the title!" Nangong Han immediately pounced on her, and his messy and passionate kisses fell one after another, like hot iron brands, branding her body one by one, leaving bruises on her body.
trace.
In broad daylight, still in the kitchen.
Xiang Yimo suddenly blushed with embarrassment and stretched out her hands to stop him. After pushing her for a while, his big palm grabbed her hands and placed them above her head, making her unable to move.
A cluster of ghostly fire danced in his deep eyes, and heat overflowed. He could no longer suppress the primitive impulse and pressed the soft and delicate body under him.
"Don't be here, let's go to the bedroom, okay?" Xiang Yimo frowned, his eyes shining brightly, as bright as stars.
"It's nice here!" The low and rough voice revealed a hint of patience. Nangong Han couldn't wait to lift up her apron and quickly removed all the obstacles...
The messy clothes fell to the ground, and the long curly hair fell down, drifting slightly with the breeze, like seaweed, so graceful and elegant, lingering into poetry.
Nangong Han's muscular texture seemed to have been carefully carved by a master, and the burning in his body
The original Liehuo caused a layer of fine cold sweat to ooze all over her body, as if she had been coated with a layer of beeswax, emitting a lustrous light. Gradually, the beads of sweat gathered more and more, dripped down, and landed on Xiang Yi.
The skin on Mo's body was stuffed with snow, that
The red blossoms bloomed like cold plums in Shengxue's skin, and they were so delicate and charming. Skin and skin were closely connected, impacting the most primitive throbbing, coming like waves, surrounding the two of them, and their blurred eyes were filled with deep emotions.
Imprinted on each other.
The smooth wall is like a mirror, reflecting two fiery and lingering bodies. The tense muscles are full of strength, as hard as steel. The soft body is hot and warm, as light as water. One is strong and the other is soft, and they work together so perfectly.
Perfect, as if they were born to be a pair, and only with each other can they be complete.
The delicate panting that could not be restrained became more and more urgent, and gradually merged with the heavy breathing, and together they played a beautiful song of love.
Although it is early summer, there is still a vibrant spring scene outside the window. The grass is growing and warblers are flying, and warblers are singing around. The sun is shining high, and rays of light shine in, as gentle as sand, igniting the hot and intense atmosphere.