Several colleagues hurriedly greeted each other and drove away.

The villa that was still lively just now was deserted and I haven't returned here for a year. Qiu Yinan felt an indescribable resistance in my heart. It seemed that the past had all appeared in my heart one by one, bringing some unhappy memories.

At the same time, this villa is different from the past, that is, it is more empty. Although all the decorations have not changed, they give people the feeling of being as quiet as a dense forest and lack of popularity.

"Where is Ma Liu?"

"She is old and has reached retirement age. I gave her alimony and she returned to her son's hometown to retire."

"Oh." Qiu Yinong blinked, "Then why don't you invite someone again?"

Ning Juexi stared at her leisurely and his eyes gradually deepened, "I usually eat outside, so it doesn't matter whether I invite anyone at home or not. Instead, I hired a hourly worker to come over to clean the house regularly. If you move back, I think I should invite another nanny."

His eyes were too hot, and she didn't know where to put her eyes in an instant, so she walked towards the kitchen with embarrassing steps: "I'll cook for you to eat."

Ning Juexi stared at her figure and disappeared into the kitchen without a moment. He couldn't stop laughing. He raised his legs and followed him in, dragged the person out, and smiled slightly on his lips: "There is no food at home, I ordered takeaway from the Shengshi Dynasty Hotel, and it should be almost here."

A few minutes later, two large mahogany carved food boxes were placed on the dining table. Qiu Yinong looked at the bathroom direction, washed his hands in the kitchen and came out to help arrange the plate.

After washing his hands, Ning Juexi saw her busy at the dining table. This scene evoked all kinds of memories, as if the villa was not empty because she was there.

He couldn't help but go over and hug her from behind, trying to kiss her neck.

She suddenly turned her head to look at him, smiled and avoided the itchy breath of him pounced on his neck: "You've called too much dinner and you may not finish it."

He still couldn't help but kiss her hair, and then said, "If you plan to continue living here, these foods will not be wasted and you can eat them hot tomorrow."

Qiu Yinan pursed her lips and smiled without answering.

...

It's 9:30 p.m.

Qiu Yinong was looking up an email in the study, and in the afternoon, Yao Renhan said that there was a job sent to her in the evening. She didn't bring the computer, so she borrowed the computer to use it while he was taking a shower.

It was a small job, and soon she came to an end.

When Ning Juexi came in wearing a nightgown, she suddenly looked up and had an illusion that it seemed that their marriage was still not over. This scene had been experienced countless times.

The fact is that in that short marriage, she had almost never come in his study, and the only few times she came in a hurry. Unlike today, she just called the ward and sat in it openly, occupying his computer and desk.

Perhaps it was because of her previous identity that bound her. At that time, she was Mrs. Ning. Now it is different. She has no substantial relationship with him, so everything becomes unrestrained.

Even if he was angry, at most she would pat her butt and leave, and she would no longer have to worry about it and look forward to it.

She felt relaxed in her heart, and she smiled at him and speeded up her movements: "Are you still not sleeping?"

After looking at the woman who was asking questions clearly, he came over and picked her up from the chair. Then he sat down, then wrapped his waist and held her in his arms, put his chin on her shoulders with satisfaction, and exhaled, "You keep going."

"How can I continue if you do this?" She stopped her hands on the keyboard, moved awkwardly, her body embedded in his arms almost without any gaps, feeling the male hormone breath.

This easily reminded her of the feeling of being pressed into a chair in the hospital in the afternoon and kissed her wantonly...

"You don't continue, well, then I will continue." He let out a pleasant smile in his throat, and his hands reached into the hem of her sweater, Wen Cun had no mercy at all.

Her whole scalp suddenly seemed to explode, but she heard his smile panting in her ear, and her bewitching voice was extremely low and hoarse: "Tough, I want you, I really want you."

After realizing it, she held her desk in her hand and wanted to get up and stand up.

Only then did he move, his body was not half raised at all, and he was taken back by the man in a second and was firmly locked in his arms.

The long and thin, gentle kiss, she let him kiss, not as relaxed as in the hospital, her body was slightly tight and a little repulsive.

He knew the impact of the villa on her, so he did not rush to move further, and tried his best to provoke her reaction with great affection and patience until his face was buried between her flat belly with burning heat, and she held his head and spoke: "Ning Juexi."

"Hmm?" He stopped, and circled her between the table and himself with one hand, looked up again, looking at her unnatural face under the light: "What do you want to say?"

She took the initiative to wrap around his neck, her face gently rested on his shoulder, and her voice floated: "Sorry, I'm not in good shape today and I'm in a mood."

His handsome face was a little embarrassed, and he was helpless. He kissed her earlobe and coaxed her: "Then I won't do it anymore, just hug you like this and then go to bed."

"Yeah, thank you."

"Follower, thank you for saying thank you." He smiled softly, reached out and pulled the sweater she rolled to her chest, "I will be satisfied if you don't leave."

He wanted her, but he liked to have her more. Even if he didn't do anything, he would sleep well all night while holding her and sleeping alone.

Tighten his arms, he kissed her soft eyebrows and eyes: "I have enough patience to wait for you to accept me. We will change the environment another day. Maybe you won't be so nervous, just like you enjoyed it last time on a yacht. That was a good start..."

"Stop talking." When she thought of the medicine that made her take the initiative to ask for pleasure that day, she couldn't help but blush and wanted to find a crack to hide it.

"Okay, I won't say it, go to bed now." He carried her out and returned to the bedroom bed.

Late at night, the moonlight is soft and the night is deep.

Everything has not changed, it is still the same color of bedding, the moonlight is still like this, and the light breathing sounds behind Qiu Yi's ears, and he is already asleep.

She turned her head and looked at the man's quiet sleeping face. His sleeping appearance still did not change. She raised her hand to describe his eyebrows and eyes at a distance, but because he was hugging him very tightly, he could not reach out.
Chapter completed!