105 It is easy to extract pits but difficult to fill pits
"You want to serve that old man so much, why don't you install a part for yourself? He actually likes to be pressed by others, so you can just be on top."
Nangong Yi smiled softly, it was clear that it was calm and calm, but it also revealed a bit of evil.
Xi Min's face darkened, and when she was about to say something, she interrupted her again.
"Oh, I understand." She raised her eyebrows, as if she had realized something. "It's easier to remove a hole than to fill it."
Xi Min's face almost turned into a color palette.
But she had to admit that everything Nangong Yi said was her fatal point.
What she said was exactly what she thought.
Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth.
But Nangong Yi didn't want to waste time with them.
"I don't want to say anything more. You'd better keep to yourselves and get out of here. Otherwise, even if I never settle the score with you, I won't let you go."
Her eyes passed over the three people one by one, and she had the aura of the original head of the Xia family, who was not angry but had authority.
After speaking, she turned around lightly and went upstairs.
When he opened the bedroom door, he saw Nangong Jue standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking at the swimming pool downstairs in a daze.
The swimming pool reflected the gleaming water under the sun, but it made Nangong's beautiful face look a bit inexplicably sad.
He stood expressionless, his eyes vacant.
His back was stiff and made people feel cold.
Nangong Yi bit her lip, her heart aching.
This kind of Nangong Jue is like a child abandoned by the world, hiding in his own world, knowing his own warmth and coldness.
Make her feel sad.
Not wanting him to do this, Nangong Yi stepped forward and gently hugged his waist from behind.
Nangong Jue's body stiffened, then relaxed.
Gently stroking the soft little hands that were intertwined on his lower abdomen, a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes unconsciously, and then they lit up again.
"Absolutely..."
Nangong Yi gently leaned her head on his back.
"Yeah." He responded softly.
"I love you."
She rubbed his back, then ran up to him, faced him face to face, looked at the light in his eyes, felt warm in her heart, put her arms around his neck and kissed him.
The kiss started by Nangong Yi was slowly controlled by Nangong Jue.
The two people's tongues touched each other, tenderly but unstoppably.
After a long time, the kiss ended, and Nangong Yi fell softly into his arms. The hands around his neck slowly moved down and gently hugged his waist.
"Don't be sad, you still have me."
Nangong Jue smiled softly, "I'm not as fragile as you think."
Yes, he is not that fragile.
Nangong is a tough-blooded man, how could he be so upset by such a trivial matter?
He has been without parents since he was a child and lacks family affection. His love for family affection has slowly faded over the years.
He has always been by himself.
So there is never any loss.
He just felt sad.
"I know." Nangong Yi smiled in his arms.
Of course she knew, but despite this, she couldn't help but feel sad.
"Haha..." A gentle laugh overflowed from Nangong Jue's thin lips, pleasant and deep.
He slowly lowered his head and captured her lips again.
Faint words overflowed from each other's mouths.
"baby I love you……"
When Nangong Yi heard this, the smile on her lips grew bigger, and she kissed her back with all her strength.
The kiss between the two became more and more wanton, and he suddenly used his strength to pick her up.
"What do you want to do?" she asked, panting.
"I love you." His eyes were as deep as bottomless spring water.
