What if the blind date is a hundred-year-old ghost?

Guan Wei’s memorial service was not repeated, so it was burned to a handful of ashes. The police still couldn’t find any clues to who killed Guan Zhilin. This case became a mystery and was put in the archives. .

The weather is fine today, the sun is shining brightly and the spring scenery is sultry, the sky is as clean as washed blue, Jiang Jian and Guan Heng are doing a big cleaning at home.

Guan Heng was stepping on the stool to clean the top of the cabinet, which had accumulated a thin layer of dust due to infrequent cleaning.

"Be careful." Jiang Jian took off all the curtains and put them in the rollers. The house was not covered, so the sun poured in. The whole room was bright. When Jiang Jian came in from the balcony, he saw that the little ancestor was cleaning the cabinet with great effort. , hurried over to support him.

"It's okay, I can do it." Guan Heng subconsciously bit his lower lip, holding a rag in his hand and trying hard to wipe it.

He didn't do any housework. Even though he wasn't favored in his previous life, he was still a young master. Naturally, this kind of rough work was done by servants. In this life, he was still a young master in the Guan family. Although Guan Mei would worry about him sometimes, he didn't bother to do it when he was alone, but now he likes it very much, because it is Jiang Jian and his house that are being cleaned now.

After Guan Heng wiped the cabinet carefully, his hands were a little sore, he rubbed his wrists and looked at the bright top surface, and raised the corners of his mouth proudly.

Jiang Jian looked at his little tail about to go up to the sky, and couldn't hold back his arms and hugged him vigorously. Guan Heng let out a short gasp in shock. Jiang Jian held him face to face, and the muscles on his arms She hugged him tightly, and then pressed down firmly on the sofa, Jiang Jian covered him almost completely.

Guan Heng asked softly, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Jian lowered her head and sniffed at the hair next to his ear. On the side of his slender neck, the white skin protruded from the small particles and was stained with a layer of crimson.

"You were very happy just now?" Jiang Jian pressed her lips on the pinnae of his ears, and slid her hands along the beautiful side of his waist.

"Hmm..." Guan Heng made a thin trill and moved his waist, he was really sensitive as hell.

Jiang Jian's subordinates kept kneading and said with a smile, "I'm very happy."

Guan Heng only had the strength to breathe, because cleaning exhausted his physical strength, he was like a plasticine mixed with a little water, let Jiang Jian knead it into a shape he liked, his whole body was sweating profusely, and his nose was a little Crystal beads of sweat.

Jiang Jian lowered her head to kiss him, sucking his lips from time to time, her eyes fixed on Guan Heng's flushed face, Guan Heng felt like an ice cream, being coaxed by the heat of the sun.

I'm going to melt, he thought.

The strange noises in the living room never stopped, the clock was ticking, the windows were wide open, and the drafts shuttled through each room freely, but it couldn't take away the burning heat of the two of them.

The mobile phone that was placed on the coffee table kept ringing over and over again no matter how good the atmosphere was.

Jiang Jian stopped, took a deep look at the blah cell phone, pulled Guan Heng to sit up, and was not in a hurry to answer the phone. He slid his big finger across the bright red and moist lips in front of his eyes, and slightly touched the corner of his mouth. After staying for a while, he raised his hand and stroked Guan Heng's hair, then put on his shoes and went to get his mobile phone.

It was Zhao Yunwei who called, and Jiang Jian pressed the answer button.

"Ah Jian, are you resting today? Bring Xiaojia to our house for dinner."

"Noon?" Jiang Jian's voice was a little hoarse, but Zhao Yun could hear a strong hormonal aura emanating from there.

Zhao Yun choked up for a moment before saying, "Uh... yeah, the weather is also nice, and I haven't seen Xiaojia for a long time."

Jiang Jian glanced at the people on the sofa. Guan Heng's clothes were messy. Because he hadn't cut his hair for a while, his forehead hair was a little long, covering a little of his eyebrows and eyes. Those eyes were wet, and they were still wet when he wanted them hard. There will be a little teardrops falling, and now he is looking at himself in a daze.

Jiang Jian hung up the phone with a hum from his nasal cavity, threw the phone aside and walked towards Guan Heng, looking ready to go.

"What's the matter? Is there something wrong with the company?" Guan Heng felt his mouth hurt a bit from being rubbed, and he pouted slightly in order not to touch his mouth up and down when speaking.

Jiang Jian stared at his mouth and said, "Yu Bao pouted on purpose to want me to kiss you, right? Really..."

Guan Heng bent his eyes when he heard his upside-down words, stretched out his arms to him, and said, "Hug me..."

Guan Heng's acting like a baby was the most irresistible for Jiang Jian. He bent down to hug Guan Heng, and Guan Heng obediently wrapped his arms around his neck, and Jiang Jian hugged him with both hands.

"Go, take Yubao back to her husband's house..."

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