Falling back to gl

The covering is warm and moist, soft and overbearing.

It came suddenly, neatly and decisively, without warning.

There is no half-sentence reason.

It seemed that a certain nerve was suddenly pulled and acted out of stress.

——Sluggish performance, half a beat slow, responding to the same unreasonable hug just now.

Ji Cen'an has a lot of strength, and he easily lifted Nanjia up, and easily controlled it on the table, letting it wrap around his back.

When hunched over, his left hand was still resting on the opponent's back, and he retracted it, making Nanjia fit closer together without leaving any gap.

The table here is a thin-legged wooden table with vases. It is more than one meter high and only as big as an ordinary small stool, which cannot accommodate two people.Nanjia sat on it, and there was no room to support his hands. He had to hold Ji Cen'an, and he couldn't move around, otherwise he would fall if he tilted.

The momentary feeling of weightlessness in the air made Nanjia have to lean on this person, holding her tightly with most of her body.

The curtains behind the floor-to-ceiling windows were drawn tightly, and the white lights above were bright.

With such a posture, the shallow fluff on Ji Cen'an's ear can be clearly seen, even with one eye.

Nanjia didn't do anything, didn't resist, and indulged Ji Cen'an, holding her shoulders with both hands.

Different from last night, everything now is under the control of Ji Cen'an, and it's the behavior of one party.

Nanjia became the one who accepted, raised her head, raised her upper body, and her white and thin swan neck raised a sexy and fragile arc, revealing her fatal weaknesses.

After touching Nanjia's face lightly, Ji Cen'an turned to the middle and gently sealed Nanjia's lips.

Domineering, undeniable, and natural.

Both sides complied, no matter what, and entered this moment.

The continuation of the ones just now, the breathing became unstable as the other person approached, gradually aggravated, and the shackles lying in the middle fell apart piece by piece, and collapsed suddenly.

With drooping eyelids, Nanjia's fingers curled up, and he couldn't help grabbing the collar of Ji Cen'an's jacket, tightening it so hard that his knuckles turned white.

The previous vigilance dissipated suddenly, and the sharp thorns that hurt people were broken off, leaving only such a warm person, who gradually overlapped and merged with the familiar appearance in memory, becoming one.

The light in the closed room was dim, and the surrounding things seemed to be overshadowed for a while, returning to the beginning.

Dislike each other, but can't let go.The other side is the existence of flesh and blood, every contact can cause deep throbbing.

It has always been contradictory, and it has always remained the same.

The eyelashes trembled suddenly, Nanjia couldn't control the subconscious reaction, straightened his back, his thin and slender body was like a dead branch that could be broken at once, and was infiltrated by the return of moisture.Her eyes slowly dilated, as if she couldn't focus, and some of the heavy burdens were unloaded in an instant, and her thoughts drifted further and further until she couldn't return to the cage at all.

He took Nanga's arms, lifted them higher, and put them on both sides of his neck.Ji Cen'an came closer, arching his back slightly, like a string being pulled apart.

There were two knocks on the door and one ring.

It was Aunt Yang who came and called them from the second floor.Lunch has been prepared downstairs, it's time to go down.

Aunt Yang was not too annoying. She knocked once and got no answer, so she stood guard at the door for half a minute without urging her.

I know that they came here very late for the dinner yesterday, and it was hard work to go out to socialize. They must sleep more on Saturday. Anyway, Nanjia doesn't have much schedule today, so there is no rush at this time.

On the first floor at that time, Zhao Qihong and the others were all downstairs, busy with their duties.

The soup in the kitchen was boiling and bubbling, and the smell of fragrance was released, and the whole house was filled with the smell of food.On the dining table, lunch for two is already placed there. Housekeeper Zhao will take care of everything without the need for the boss to speak. He doesn't even need to ask the intentions of the two people upstairs. He knows what to do since someone walked in last night. .

Hearing the noise outside, Ji Cen'an not only didn't hold back, but even went too far, and hugged Nanjia a little bit, forcing Nanjia to lie on his shoulders, and had to use her as the only support.

At this time, Nanjia was still dressed as when she just got out of bed, her nightgown was gone, it had already been worn by the person in front of her, and she threw it aside after changing it.Her two slender legs are stretched out, and because she is on her back, the part of her collarbone is particularly prominent. She is well-defined and beautiful. .

The long hair like a waterfall hangs down her back, covering that piece of skin, and also brings out her somewhat sickly cold whiteness, and her graceful figure under the black hair.The distorted tattoo pattern is ostentatious and inconsistent with it, but it is perfectly integrated, like something born for her, every turning point of the line is just right, and nothing can be added or subtracted.

Ji Cen'an's masterpiece is also a unique souvenir.

Accompanied by Nanjia for nearly five years, the bad and humble behavior at the beginning has now become an indispensable mark on her body, and it has long been one with her, and can no longer be removed.

Habitually, Ji Cen'an stroked Nanjia's hair, ran his fingers through it, and touched the back of Nanjia's head soothingly.

Just like back then, the same action, never changed.

Nanjia froze, her heart tightened, as if some memory had been awakened.

Feeling the change in Nanjia, Ji Cen'an touched her again.

Looking at the gap between this person, Nanjia said softly, "Ji Cen'an."

The other party replied in a nasal voice: "Yes."

Nanjia called again: "Ji Cen'an..."

Ji Cen'an didn't answer, but just pulled her closer to him.

Aunt Yang stood at the door, not knowing what was going on inside the house, and she didn't know what they were doing at all, thinking that the two of them hadn't woken up.Aunt Yang hesitated for a while, then tried to knock on the door again, and said through a distance of a wall: "Mr. Nan, are you up yet? The meal is ready downstairs, should we eat later or later?"

There is still no sound in the room, but a slight movement can be heard.

Obviously, those two are awake, but it's not convenient at this moment.

Aunt Yang is a smart person, she listened with pointed ears for a while, and felt that she should be fine, after thinking about it, she turned around and left, and went down first to wait.

The old man didn't think much about it, nor did he think about it blindly, he just thought that they might be taking a bath or something else.Aunt Yang quickly walked to the stairs, reached the bottom, signaled everyone not to worry, wait first, and took all the food on the table back to the kitchen to keep warm.

Butler Zhao glanced at the stairs, then waved his hands, telling the others to do what they should, instead of stretching their necks and waiting.

All the helpers understood, and everyone didn't go upstairs, either to help Aunt Yang, or to clean up in the back garden.

Today's daylight is not very good, the clouds are clustered, and it will rain at any time.

Everyone worked together to tidy up the back garden and clean up the mess they left last night.

Upstairs, after about 10 minutes, Ji Cen'an finally let go of Nanjia, but his body was still bent, leaning against Nanjia's face.

The two were silent, Nanjia lowered his eyes, looked at the floor, then raised his head to Ji Cen'an's chin, looking at each other from bottom to top.

Ji Cen'an didn't say a word, and didn't need to.

Nanjia calmed down, then grabbed the corner of Ji Cen'an's clothes and pulled it down.

Ji Cen'an didn't move, and after a few seconds, he tilted his head and approached again.

The clouds overlapped and gathered in a corner of the sky, which was thick ink that could not be melted away.

The delicate vase is pushed to the corner, and it is about to fall, and it will be swept down if you don't pay attention.

But no, the two of them never touched that thing.

At noon, the street outside is already full of traffic, and the night is deserted, the hustle and bustle over there, and the gray weather can't stop the excitement of the weekend.

The parallel straights are wide and straight ahead.

The door of the room was opened after a while, and the people inside came out one after the other.

Ji Cen'an went down first, still wearing the small v-neck top, paired with trousers and flat shoes, casual and casual, with a lazy air all over his body.She was silent, and she didn't make any noise when she got downstairs. She suddenly appeared in the living room, and even surprised Zhao Qihong.

Appearing in Butler Zhao's field of vision again, Ji Cen'an was already fully dressed, and he couldn't see the slightest clue.Even his hair was tied up, and he took a shower before coming down.

Zhao Qihong called out: "Miss Jiang Can."

Ji Cen'an nodded: "Butler Zhao."

Zhao Qihong agreed, but he didn't ask Nanjia a question, and didn't care why they delayed for so long.Don't worry about what you shouldn't worry about, Zhao Qihong smiled, and it's almost over.

After all, Zhao Qihong didn't show too much hospitality. He knew why he was transferred from Beiyuan, and the matter of changing the driver hadn't been resolved. self-assertion is irrelevant.

Out of suspicion, Steward Zhao acted in moderation, before his boss came down, he stepped aside with discernment.

Nanga showed up one step later, a little late.

After sitting down at the table, Nanjia's expression remained the same, and there was no abnormality at all, not much different from yesterday.

After leaving the room, their respective behaviors have not changed much, and getting along is still the same.

Nanga's lips are a little red, different from normal color, darker.

But no one present noticed this.

In the afternoon, the things in Beiyuan were moved to Hancheng Road.

Since he was going to stay here for two days, he would not go any further, so Ji Cen'an's computer and luggage were brought over.

Zhao Qihong was in charge of this matter, he went there himself, he could not trust others, he was afraid that the computer would be tampered with, so he didn't dare to do it to other employees casually.

Including what Nanjia asked to do, Zhao Qihong did it himself.

The documents and other objects that were originally placed in Beiyuan were all emptied this time, and nothing was left behind.Regardless of whether it is useful or not, whether it has been leaked or not, in short, it will be taken away and kept separately.

Zhao Qihong is reliable in his work and can be trusted by others.

In the future, Ji Cen'an will entrust him with full authority to help him with anything, and will not seek Nanjia's assistant secretaries.

After this experience, they were all cautious, the alliance was unreliable, Pei Shaoyang's side would not let it go, and no one could predict what the next step would be.

After getting the computer, Ji Cen'an first tracked Guo Jinyun's movements, and then secretly checked out the gringo Matteo.

After that, she received a message from Chen Qirui.

When it was still a trivial chat, Ji Cen'an crossed out the conversation after reading it, and put down the phone.

But for the last one, anticipating that she would not pay attention to him, Chen Qirui explained straight to the point: "Your express mail has arrived here. I don't know who sent it. Find time to come and pick it up."

And attach a picture to show her.

Enlarging the picture, seeing the words on it, Ji Cen'an stopped.

The package was sent from Switzerland. It was a small cardboard box and I couldn't tell what was in it.