Aloof and abstinent surgeon

“As soon as the killer presses the remote control, I will be blown to pieces in an instant.

I feel that the two of us are not suitable to be together. After one year, we choose to divorce. What do you think?"

Nangong Jin said: "Qianqian, I don't agree to divorce. When you go out in the future, I will send bodyguards to protect you."

He knew that his answer was a little weak, but he loved Li Qian to the core.

Last night, Nangong Jin was at the Cliff of Broken Souls, and he lost his appetite. He was worried about Li Qian all night long, and he also faced up to his inner reluctance and attachment.

He was just imagining that if Li Qian left him, she would be with Fu Jingchen and enjoy the pleasure under him.

Nangong Jin was going crazy with jealousy. He was just that kind of person, cold-hearted and hard to be moved by. Once he was moved, he wanted to be together forever. It was impossible for him to promise Li Qian to let go.

Unless he is tired of Li Qian, otherwise, this woman will be Nangong Jin's person in life and his ghost in death.

Li Qian just now tried to persuade him for a long time with both reason and emotion, but in vain she spoke.

"Brother Jin, you are thinking that you will not let me go until I am killed by the assassin, right?"

Nangong Jin said: "Qianqian, I love you, and I can't live without you."

He picked up Li Qian from the sofa and put her sitting on the desk.

Nangong Jin felt that although he was not good at expressing himself, he was better at "doing" with his body. He wanted to tell Li Qian through practical actions that he loved her, and that this love was deep, penetrating into her bones and unforgettable.

He kissed Li Qian's red lips, his left hand around her slender waist, and the other hand resting on her waist and abdomen.

Then, Nangong Jin's lips kissed her collarbone again.

After a while, Nangong Jin changed his position again, his lips moved from Li Qian's collarbone to downwards.

Li Qian's sexual desire was aroused by his teasing. At this moment, she could not even think about arguing about divorce with Nangong Jin.

Her tipsy eyes revealed a hint of confusion and temptation.

At this moment, even the teardrop-shaped mole below the end of her left eye turned bright red like blood, alluring and charming, adding a touch of charm and style to her.

She was like a fox spirit that had been practicing for thousands of years, and she transformed into a beauty. Nangong Jin was addicted to her beauty and couldn't extricate himself.

An hour later, Nangong Jin hugged her again and came to the sofa.

Nangong Jin hugged Li Qian from behind, his hot breath spraying on her fair neck with a hint of seductive ambiguity.

The spring night is short, and two hours passed slowly.

Li Qian rubbed the muscles near her knees with her hands, and she acted coquettishly to Nangong Jin again, "Brother Jin, I'm so tired, can you let me rest for a while?"

Nangong Jin raised the corners of his lips slightly, “Qianqian, it’s impossible to let you rest.”

He held Li Qian in his arms and sat on the sofa.

Li Qian hooked her hands around his neck, and Nangong Jin's left hand was around her slender waist, stabilizing her center of gravity to prevent her from falling backwards.

This graceful figure, full of charm and allure, makes men feel their blood rushing and their nose bleeds.

Nangong Jin lowered his head and kissed her.

It seemed that his three souls and seven spirits were also seduced away by Li Qian.

Her skin all over turned pink, with a faint glow, and her face was rosy and charming.

Nangong Jin looked at her. Li Qian's charming and charming appearance seemed to be silently tempting him.

He hugged Li Qian from behind and kissed her white neck.

On a lazy afternoon, the sun shines through the luxurious lace screens. In the mottled light and shadow, they indulge in the bliss of bed.

The room is filled with spring colors, which are very touching.

Nangong Jin wished he could tear Li Qian's bones into pieces and put them into his stomach so that they could merge into her bones and blood.

The pink curtain was turned into an afterimage as it swayed and fluttered.

The sofa creaked as it shook violently, as if it could no longer bear the weight and was about to fall apart in the next second.

Those tiny humming sounds were like soft whispers, but also like a reluctance.

After a while, the man sighed with satisfaction, and the sound sounded like pain and joy.

Li Qian's delicate body, with skin as white as cream, looked as if peach petals were scattered all over it.

Her body was extremely beautiful, and for Nangong Jin, it was a visual feast.

After five minutes, the peach petals on Li Qian's body slowly faded away.

She fell exhausted into Nangong Jin's arms.

The air in the study was filled with the scent of their lovemaking.

Nangong Jin hugged her in his arms, "Qianqian, you little fairy, you are so beautiful."

Li Qian gradually regained consciousness, her voice a little hoarse, "Brother Jin, what did you say just now?"

Nangong Jin's eyes were full of love and tenderness, and he said, "Qianqian, little fairy, I love you! Do you hear me?"

Li Qian nodded ignorantly. Her eyes were clean and clear, like a child who was ignorant of the world.

Nangong Jin placed a passionate kiss on her forehead.

"Brother Jin, carry me to the bathroom. I'm covered in sweat."

Nangong Jin held her and walked towards the bathroom in the separate room. This study room had a layout of one bedroom and one living room, in addition to a bathroom and a toilet.

He carried Li Qian to the bathroom. After Nangong Jin helped her take a bath, he wrapped her in a bath towel and went back to the study, where he used a hair dryer to blow her hair.

After a while, when he had blown Li Qian's hair dry, Nangong Jin carried her to the bed and covered her with a quilt.

Nangong Jin returned to the bathroom and took a shower. Twenty minutes later, he wrapped himself in a bath towel and returned to the bedroom.

Li Qian was so tired that she had fallen asleep. Her breathing was even, and her delicate little face, with rosy cheeks, was nourished by him, like a flower after the rain, delicate and beautiful.

Nangong Jin kissed her gently on the forehead. This little woman was like a poppy flower. He became addicted once he touched her. He couldn't stop and wished he could die of exhaustion on her belly.

The land of gentleness and the tomb of heroes, Nangong Jin was addicted to her beauty and couldn't extricate himself.

There has been a saying since ancient times that beautiful women are a disaster and beauty can mislead people.

After tasting the sweetness, Nangong Jin, who had been abstinent for many years, turned into a wolf.