He tried his best to push him away.

The water in my hand spilled out, flowing down my neck, and on my chest...

Until it spreads...

He narrowed his eyes and looked down.

"Bang--" Song Nanqiao slapped him without thinking.

She didn't expect it, he didn't expect it.

The two of them stood there in a daze.

“I… didn’t mean it.”

Song Nanqiao swore that it was definitely not intentional, just a subconscious slap!

Tang Jingze held her wrist tightly.

"You said it was not intentional?"

His handsome face soon showed a slap mark.

Her heartbeat instantly like a war drum. She knew that this matter would not be so good.

He simply closed his eyes, raised his neck, and raised his face.

"You fight, just pretend you've returned it."

If you hit someone or not, let alone Tang Jingze's face.

I guess no one in the world except his parents and grandpa dares to move his fingers.

Song Nanqiao admitted that she regretted it, she was rude and had no brains, but she really didn't do it on purpose!

The expected pain did not hit the face for a long time.

Instead, he gently stroked her face with his slender fingers.

Song Nanqiao opened his eyes suddenly.

"What are you doing?"

The feeling that passed through her heart suddenly made her feel surprised.

A pair of beautiful eyes fell on Tang Jingze, "What are you going to do?"

This man is weird.

She pushed him a little and kept a safe distance.

Push your lips tightly and go to the kitchen to pour a glass of water again.

My heartbeats to my throat.

I don’t know why, but now I feel so depressed that I can’t breathe well.

She took a deep breath, filled with water, and leaned over.

When he turned around, he went upstairs directly under Tang Jingze's deep eyes.

Close the bedroom and click.

The door was locked.

He let out a cold voice and curled the corners of his lips.

Do this woman really thinks she is a heartthrob?

But I forgot that he almost couldn't help but feel in love just now.

Tang Jingze felt that he was living less and less like himself.

………

It started to drizzle outside, drizzle, echoing in the quiet valley.

In the middle of the night, Zuo Lin felt a little cold, closed her eyes, but couldn't sleep well.

When Lu Qian heard the rustling sound, when he opened his eyes, he saw the woman bent her legs and curled up.

Lu Qian subconsciously pulled the quilt on the side and covered her.

With warmth in his body, Zuo Lin feels much more comfortable.

Half-dream and half-awake, she turned over and leaped into his arms.

Lu Qian was shocked to realize that it would be impossible to say that there was no feeling.

He thought he was not very self-sustaining, not to mention facing the repeated teasing of women.

Thinking of the joy of the night with her!

Breathing becomes rapid.

The woman is naked again now.

He is not a gentleman.

Turning sideways, her big palm falls to her waist, but accidentally touches her uneven skin.

He frowned, reached out and turned on the light, lifted the quilt.

What caught my eye was that her fair and snowy skin was covered with bruises and multiple scratches.

It suddenly understood that what she asked before was not cold medicine, but ointment.

Fortunately, she can still bear the pain until now.

Dedication deserves praise.

"Who did it?"

Zuo Lin felt a chill and whispered unwell.

"I'm so cold!"

"stand up!"

"cold……"

She reached out to pull the quilt in a daze, and Lu Qian frowned.

"What else are you pretending? I haven't seen it."

Zuo Lin didn't open her eyes, but just a man said something, she suddenly calmed down and stopped pulling the quilt.

Seeing this, Lu Qian stood up and took out a bottle of ointment from the drawer, squeezed it out and applied it to her wound.

Zuo Lin hissed in pain.

I couldn't help but shouted, "Be gentle, it hurts!"

Lu Qian's eyes couldn't help but sank. Her voice could easily make people think a lot.

Those who don’t know thought that no matter how bad they did, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he would not want to be misunderstood.

"Don't move, why don't you do it yourself? A doctor can't bear the pain at all. How can you serve the people? Don't..."

His eyes drooped lightly, and then he realized that she turned her face and looked at him with a burning look.

Lu Qian's breathing tightened, and he swallowed all the bad words that came to his mouth.

"Do you know what I'm thinking now?"

Zuo Lin looked at the man in front of her in a daze, her brain was a little uncontrollable.

Subconsciously, Lu Qian's sensitive cells in his body were adjusted with a fiery heat.

Never doubt women's rank in this regard.

"Maybe what you think is what I think."

His voice was hoarse and low, and Zuo Lin chuckled.

"Switch the lights off."

Lu Qian obediently turned off the lights. The feeling of being sober and not sober was almost natural.

In Zuo Lin's expectant gaze, he gradually pressed down his slender body. The moment his skin touched each other, a hot source of heat spread throughout his body with his breath, making his whole body soft.

She pulled him up and he found her lips and kissed her.

There was no last urgency, this time it was like a breeze blowing, gently, thinly, slowly kissing slowly.

The gentle lingering feeling is more like integrating each other into the bone marrow, moving them, satisfying them, and even obsessed.

...

The company has been very busy recently. Due to the joint press conference and the case review and approval, the construction team has begun to implement it. It seems that suddenly, a series of difficulties such as cash flow funds and investment flow funds have been alleviated.

Song Nanqiao held the document in his hand and lay half on the chair.

Pull the hair hanging on the cheeks behind the ears and gently pull the corners of your mouth.
To be continued...