Ning Mengbei?!!

She paused and recognized the other person.

A few minutes later, in the pavilion in the garden, Ning Mengbei and Qiu Yinong sat opposite him. Qiu Yinong held the quick-rose coffee bought from the hot drink store and placed it on the stone table in front of Ning Mengbei: "This is the only one here."

Ning Mengbei looked at the paper cup with the aroma of coffee, and his eyes fell on her face, and he said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I can drink it even if you can drink it."

Qiu Yinong looked down at the paper cup in her palm, pursed her lips and smiled faintly, but did not respond.

"If you haven't seen each other for a year, you seem to have become thinner." Ning Mengbei picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee. His ice eyes instantly stared at her, as if he was staring at a prey.

"It's okay." Qiu Yinong replied perfunctorily, drinking the coffee in her hand absent-mindedly, thinking that if Ning Mengbei talks nonsense here again, she doesn't need to sit here and waste time.

"I have been thinking about a question recently." Ning Mengbei raised his eyebrows, his voice was soft, and his mature magnetic voice was inducing: "If the person sitting in the position of the prosperous dynasty back then was me, would you be my woman? If you were my woman, I would never hurt you so much, let alone do domestic violence to you and do things that make you sad. I will protect you and let you be a happy lady of the Fourth Young Master Ning."

Qiu Yinan took a deep breath and said calmly and calmly: "There are not so many ifs in this world."

Ning Mengbei glanced at her with a smile: "Is it because he is the president of a prosperous dynasty that you think he can summon the wind and rain? If one day he is pushed off the altar and stepped on me and has nothing, will you still rely on him? Then you have to come and beg me?"

Is there nothing?

Qiu Yinong never thought about what Ning Juexi was like without anything. In her impression, a man like Ning Juexi was very skillful, so how could he have nothing? He has always been the only one who made others have nothing.

"Ning Mengbei, you don't need to waste so much time on me." Qiu Yinan put down the paper cup, the coffee had cooled down, and the temperature in her eyes was as cold as this winter: "I said that even if I am separated from him, I will not have anything to do with you. From another perspective, if he really has nothing and I will throw myself into your arms, you really dare to ask me? Are you not afraid that I will suck you like a vampire, and then find the next home?"

Ning Mengbei's dark and charming eyes flashed across her calmly, and his tone rose: "I said I don't mind. Everyone will take detours in life. When you walk into my arms, you will find that I am your ultimate harbor. I will give you all my love and share all my wealth and status with you. Then you will find that I am the man in this world who truly cares about you."

A man who is dedicated?

Qiu Yidan wanted to laugh, but she never believed that men would be wholehearted. The so-called wholeheartedness was just not getting you, and she would not know how to cherish if she got it.

"If Young Master Ning Si finished talking, if nothing happened, then I would go to work and I wouldn't send it." Qiu Yinong got up and picked up his coffee paper cup, and then wanted to take Ning Mengbei's paper cup over and throw it into the trash can.

Ning Mengbei took the paper cup first, stood up with a crutch in one hand, raised the paper cup, and a smile that seemed to be there in his magnetic mature voice: "I haven't finished drinking it yet, this is the coffee you bought for me, I want to take it away and drink it slowly."

Qiu Yinan pursed her lips indifferently, looked up and turned to the painting on the wall, and continued to work.

When they were busy, time passed very quickly. In the afternoon, Mai Yanqing came to help. The two of them were busy until dawn and only hung more than thirty paintings. It seemed that tomorrow's painting exhibition could not be held, so they could only move to the day after tomorrow.

"Can the time be changed? I see that the time printed on the flyer is to start a painting exhibition tomorrow." Mai Yanqing frowned and looked at the flyer.

Qiu Yinan thought for a while, "You can change it. I'll notify it on the publicity board at the door and say that the time will be changed the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, if you say there is no problem, it's okay. Anyway, your art exhibition will take two weeks. It's impossible for everyone to squeeze in the day before, take it slowly." Mai Yanqing nodded, Steven called, and then she said to Qiu Yinong: "Steven heard that you are back and asked you to have a meal together in the evening."

"One other day, I'm too tired today and want to go back and have a break early." Qiu Yinong is not convenient to tell the truth. Yan Qing's temper is a gunpowder barrel for many years. When she heard that she was going to find Ning Juexi, she would definitely explode immediately. It would be better not to say anything.

"It's OK."

Mai Yanqing drove here and took her to the entrance of the community. Qiu Yinong got out of the car and waved: "You go on a date first, and you can go to my place to sit another day."

After Yan Qing's car left, Qiu Yinong did not enter the community. She turned into the street next to her and walked into a nearby pharmacy. She came out after twenty minutes and bowed her head and walked into the community quickly.

After washing for a long time, Qiu Yinan sat in front of the bed with a wet hair on her back and blew dry it. She put down the hair dryer and took out a box of medicine from her bag. The postures of the men and women in the picture of the medicine box were ambiguous, indicating that this was the kind of medicine.

If she had not relied on external forces in the situation last night, she would definitely not be able to pass tonight.

Without hesitation, she put the medicine back into her handbag and zipped it up, as if she had also pulled a high wall on her heart.

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Ning Juexi's car was parked at the Moon Bay Pier. He wore Bluetooth headphones in his ears and listened absent-mindedly as Fang Yunmei spoke on the other end. Occasionally he would respond, and most of his thoughts floated on the yacht.

Is she here?

He looked up at the window in the square. There was light, and she arrived before him.

In the past, he would have been impatient to get out of the car and look for her, but today, he didn't want to go.

Fang Yunmei said nothing more than what she used to say on the phone. At the end, he was a little choked. He had decided and said a few perfunctory words.

After getting off the car, he picked up the lighter and lit a cigarette for himself. The dock was in great wind and he didn't lit it several times. Finally, he leaned against a little flame and finally lit the cigarette.

The man was smoking casually in the cold wind, and his aura seemed gloomy and obscure. His slender figure leaning against the sports car was twisted and long by the street lights.

After smoking three or four cigarettes, he bounced the last cigarette butt into the sea. In the white smoke, he stepped onto the yacht step by step with his long legs.

There was a warm light in the room. When the man went in, he saw a white lace tablecloth on the dining table, with several empty dining plates on it. The woman next to the table was casually tied up with curly hair, covered with a dark green mink sweater, and black leather pants wrapped around her uniform and slender legs. When she lowered her head and was busy, she showed beautiful neck curves, looking like a little woman at home. This was her appearance in his dream, and she was particularly soft and warm.

At this moment, he didn't want to disturb him, so he just wanted to watch quietly, appreciate, and write down this rare beauty little by little in his mind.

Qiu Yinong lowered her head and was fully focused on the plate. Suddenly, a pair of man's arms appeared on her waist, slowly wrapped around her, and finally hugged her from behind.

She kept moving her hands and didn't look back. A faint smile rippled on her lips: "The food is the takeaway I called, and I called a little too much. I hope you didn't have supper."

The man's whole chest was pressed on, his chin resting on her shoulder, and he exhaled gently: "Well, I haven't had dinner yet."

"That's good, otherwise it would be a waste." She shrank her neck, and his breath was sprayed into her neck as he spoke, a little itchy, and he hid with a smile: "You go wash your hands, I'll get ready soon."

"Yeah." He hugged her tightly, rubbing his chin against her neck again. He responded vaguely and lazily, but he had no intention of letting go of her. He had been holding her like this for a long time.

This is really like they were back to the mode they had when they first got married, but unfortunately, time cannot be reversed.

Ning Juexi's eyes were as dark as the sea. He hugged her for a long time before he reluctantly let go of her, took off his coat and suit jacket, and quickly washed his hands from the bathroom.

She put the knife and fork in place, lowered her eyes and poured two glasses of red wine. She raised her goblet with her snow-white and moist fingers, smiled calmly, and had a soft and sweet voice: "I received the gift, thank you!"

In addition to an Apple laptop, the car he gave was a white Mercedes-Benz, which was low-key and unobtrusive.

"Just like it." Ning Juexi pursed his thin lips, held the crystal goblet and clinked her crisply, lowered his thick eyelashes, and the light and shadow slid through his eyes.

After dinner, Ning Juexi leaned lazily in front of the railings of the terrace, with smoke curling between his fingers, but his eagle eyes stared at the busy figure at the dining table for a moment.

The atmosphere just now was very good. She changed her usual little words and took the initiative to talk about the art exhibition. He would occasionally make a few words. Such a chat, such an atmosphere seemed like a man and a woman who had been tacitly understanding for many years.

Unfortunately, the picture is abrupt, like a mirage. As long as you take a few steps forward, you will find that everything is just a phantom created deliberately.

Ning Juexi looked at it calmly, wanting to see what she was going to do.

In fact, he has intuition, but he doesn't know if it is accurate or not.

Qiu Yinong finished packing the tableware and took it to the kitchen next door. It was good to have money, and even the yacht was full. She wiped the water from her hands and smiled at the man on the terrace covered by the night. "Why don't you go to take a shower?"

The man in the dark night pinched the cigarette and walked towards the bathroom with a quiet step. When he passed by her, he slowly turned his eyes to meet her. His tone was filled with a hot temperature, and he said lightly: "I'm waiting for you, wash together."

"Not good." Qiu Yinong faced his scorching eyes, gently stroked his handsome facial features with his fingers, and smiled sweetly: "Everyone washes their own things, I've prepared a surprise for you, do you want it?"

His thin lips slowly dyed an unknown smile, and his big palm rested on her soft waist, suddenly pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her cheeks and chin, stayed on her lips, and exhaled a faint and mute breath and said: "I'm looking forward to your surprise - don't teach me disappointment!" The last few words mean something.

The arms that were tied around her waist were inexplicably tightened. She bit her lip in pain and looked at him quietly, but she was wrong. She smiled and hooked his neck softly with her white lotus-like arms, and stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear: "Well, I guarantee you won't disappoint you, Brother Third."

A hint of chill slipped through Ning Juexi's eyes, and she turned around and walked towards the other bathroom.

He kept his posture just now, squinted his eyes as she went to the sofa and took her handbag in before entering the bathroom. His dark eyes were always staring at the handbag tightly in his little hand, and his thin lips gradually pursed into a straight line.

Half an hour later, Ning Juexi came out in a bathrobe. Unsurprisingly, there was no sign of her in the room. He touched a cigarette from the bar and lit it. He didn't care about the cold night and slowly sat on the recliner on the terrace, looking at the starry sky on the sea while waiting quietly.

The two brightest stars in the night sky blinked and looked like the eyes when I first met her, so bright and dazzling, and it was unforgettable at a glance.

He was a little confused now when he had only such a woman in his heart. Was she the first time she saw when she was sixteen years old, or was she charming, yet intelligent and cute years later?

A cigarette was about to be finished, and a soft sound of the door opening came from behind.

The man lowered his head and sang the ashes. His delicate body was sitting on his legs inadvertently exuding a faint fragrance. His eyes were first fixed on his long white legs exposed outside. She was covered with a nightgown as thin as a cicada wing, short to the base of her thighs, her cheeks were red, and her eyebrows and eyes were as silk.

The Adam's apple rolled away, his eyebrows and eyes were still moving, and he held up her face with a big palm holding cigarette. His handsome face was cold and cold: "Have you taken medicine again?"

The smoke rose strongly, she sucked the tobacco smell of manly aura, wrapped her soft arms around his shoulders, tilted her head and squinted her eyes and smiled at him: "Isn't this what you want?"

"That's what I want..." He chewed her words, tightened the force on her chin, and something was clearly collapsing in the depths of his eyes.

A few seconds later, he picked up the light and boneless woman in his arms, strode towards the room, and pressed his heavy body without hesitation, gritting his teeth and sneered in a suppressed sneer: "I can't wait to satisfy me, do you want to dump me? OK, I will fulfill you! I will do it until you beg for mercy tonight. Don't make unreasonable troubles with me anymore, because I will stick to you in this life!"

Qiu Yinong felt that even if he did nothing, these tones alone could tear her nerves that had finally been anesthetized into pieces.

This time, it was different from the previous few times. Her will was blurry, her body was floating, but her senses were unprecedentedly clear. The medicinal power played a strong role in the body, and her whole body became hot.

She couldn't help but pester him. She wanted to end it soon, but she was even more confused and upside down.

Never saw her take the initiative to cater to her. She was so gentle and well-behaved, as sweet as honey. Ning Juexi was not at all happy, and her eyes were still dark and silent. Listening to her begging for mercy and soft words in her intrigue, he kissed her and swallowed it into his stomach.

He doesn't want to vent his physiologically, and he doesn't want all this caused by medicine. What he wants is her willingness.

Qiu Yinong had never had such an experience. She went back and forth like she had died several times. At the end, she fell asleep almost without consciousness.

The long night is long.

Ning Juexi cleaned each other with a towel, hugged his delicate body, which he had loved hard, and looked at the red face in his arms with the moon outside the window.

There were layers of haze between his eyebrows and eyes, and self-deprecating curves appeared on the corners of his lips. In this year, he had fantasized about such extremely beautiful scenes countless times. Now they have come true. There is no joy in his heart, only a desolate area, like an endless desert, lost, empty, and no grass grows.

Dongfang Huabai, the person in his arms moved and woke up.

He didn't sleep heavily, but he woke up with her slight movements, his eyes facing each other, and the soreness on his body became clear. Everything last night was like a tide pouring into each other's minds. The whole room seemed to echo her begging for mercy with her mouth, and the broken nonsense that was hit...

Qiu Yinong's face turned pale. I didn't know how to face him, so he quickly stepped out of his arms, turned over and got out of bed, and hurriedly pulled himself, who was wrapped in the blanket, covered with marks.

Her legs were sore and when she stood up, she couldn't help but fall on the edge of the bed. The figure of the man behind her leaned up, locked her arms on her slender waist, and then leaned over to kiss her cheeks. She coaxed her in a low voice while her ears were rubbing against her, "I didn't plan to ask you last night, I just wanted to sit down and have a good conversation with you calmly. Who knew you would take medicine. Be obedient, don't touch that medicine again in the future, it will hurt your body!"

Qiu Yidan bit her lip and couldn't say that the medicine was bought in the pharmacy. This medicine obviously had different effects from the previous banned drugs. Taking too much banned drugs will paralyze her entire senses and her thinking will be stored in another space. This medicine seemed to turn her into a woman who actively asked for love.

Oh my God! How did it become like this! I really shouldn’t believe the boasts of the pharmacy clerk.

She lowered her head and pinched her temples, and said word by word: "Okay, I can stop touching that kind of medicine. Since you want to talk, then let's talk, should we settle the transaction between you and me?"
To be continued...