The actor's little flirt is an all-around boss

Liang Jingzhi's Adam's apple rolled slowly.

One hand was still holding the phone.

His eyes were downcast and he looked at Jiang Nan.

The black and white eyes are calm and indifferent, but deep in the bottom of the eyes, there is a scorching light vaguely, burning hot.

For a moment.

It seemed that Chu Wenzhou hadn't waited for Liang Jingzhi's answer, and Chu Wenzhou cried out anxiously, "Master Jing, you can't just ignore death... ah..."

Jiang Nan didn't speak any more, just pursed his lips, turned sideways, tiptoed close to Liang Jingzhi's arms, and reached out to fiddle with the first button of his suit.

Then untie.

Liang Jingzhi looked down at the way Jiang Nan's slender and white hands slowly unbuttoned his clothes, and the corners of his tightly pursed lips were pulled up imperceptibly.

He raised his hand to hold Jiang Nan's restless hand, put it in his palm, and held it.

"on purpose?"

This question was asked by Jiang Nan.

Unexpectedly, when Chu Wenzhou heard it, he burst into tears, "Yes! It was intentional! It was definitely intentional! Deceiving me, an ignorant boy, on purpose!"

Ignorant boy?

Chu Wenzhou, a well-known playboy in the imperial capital, didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with these four words.

And Liang Jingzhi glanced at the phone.

It seems that at this time, he realized that there was another phone ringing in the way, and he said gloomyly, "I didn't ask you."

Chu Wenzhou: "Huh???"

Liang Jingzhi continued inhumanely: "By the way, I have something to do, so I'll hang up first."

Chu Wenzhou: "Master Jing, the tiger thorns have stepped on our heads so lawlessly, you..."

Liang Jingzhi: "Busy."

Chu Wenzhou: "?"

Liang Jingzhi: "Your partner ran away, but mine is still there."

Chu Wenzhou: "!"

Liang Jingzhi: "Hang up."

The phone hung up very simply.

Liang Jingzhi chuckled, and pinched Jiang Nan's slender waist slightly.

Jiang Nan felt a numb itching, and turned his body slightly, "Why did you hang up the phone? I heard the voice on the phone was very urgent, did the tiger thorn offend you?"

When Liang Jingzhi heard this, he didn't even lift his eyelids.

The man is not surprised at all, Jiang Nan will know "Tiger Thorn".

After all, Jiang Nan's knowledge is far beyond what ordinary people can compare, and "Tiger Thorn" is the world's number one intelligence organization, so it is reasonable for Jiang Nan to know.

"It's not really an offense." The emotion in Liang Jingzhi's voice was quite light, and he could hear a bit of arrogance, "At most, it's just a tiger thorn courting death."

Jiang Nanpi smiled, "The tiger thorn is looking for death?"

The girl smiled like a flower.

"Well, I'm vulnerable." Liang Jingzhi's dark eyes carried a hint of ruffianism, and his voice was a little low, like mist.

Lifting his hand, the man put his mobile phone on the porch behind him, pressed his handsome face towards Jiang Nan, and kissed her earlobe.

Lust is a little over the top.

Jiang Nan stretched out his hand to support Liang Jingzhi's chest, exerted a little force, and distanced the distance between the two of them a bit, "As far as I know, the boss of Tiger Thorn, Qian Suilan, is very powerful. Are you so confident?"

The beloved woman stood in front of him, and the blood of Xiong Jing couldn't help but surged up again.

Liang Jingzhi pulled his lips, "She is an old bone, what kind of tricks can she do?"

That tone, it seems that comparing him with Qiantui Lan, there is a feeling of bullying the old man.

Jiang Nan: "???"

Is this a fucking provocation?

Still fucking provoking her in front of her?

well.

Her desire to win came back.

"Liang Jingzhi, try it!"

Try how countless tricks she can do with Chitose Orchid?

Jiang Nan gritted his teeth when he said this.

After the words fell, Jiang Nan's soft and delicate lips touched Liang Jingzhi's lips, lingering and caressing.

Soon his lips fell on Liang Jingzhi's ears, Adam's apple, neck, and collarbone.

Mixed with the girl's soft and clean breath, Liang Jingzhi's whole body was tightly wrapped.

slowly.

Even the breath smells sweet with ginger.

Liang Jingzhi picked up Jiang Nan and put her on the bed in the bedroom. Looking at Jiang Nan's face, which was rosy and rosy with lust, he clasped Jiang Nan's waist even tighter.

"I'm going to turn off the lights."

Liang Jingzhi buried in Jiang Nan's neck and took a deep breath, and couldn't help kissing her swan neck again.

The tails of Jiang Nan's eyes were red, and the pores all over his body wanted to be opened because of his intimacy.

She closed her eyes, she didn't know whether it was lust or the desire to win or lose, anyway, she always felt dizzy from the heat in her head.

She paused, then tugged Liang Jingzhi's arm.

"Leave the lights on."

With the lights turned off, how can I see her tricks clearly!

How could the boss of Tiger Thorn be looked down upon by Foling's boss!

Liang Jingzhi's eyes darkened a little.

Suddenly he let out a "groan", and his ear, which had been rubbed by Jiang Nan from time to time and couldn't stop getting hot, was suddenly bitten.

The soft and boneless little hand was cruising from his waist, and unexpectedly, with a slightly cool temperature, it pierced through the hem of his shirt.

covering his skin.

And all the way down...

Liang Jingzhi felt the nerves in his brain tense instantly, his body became stiff, and his scalp felt numb.

Jiang Nan raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his eyes and looked at him, there was a charming charm everywhere between his brows and the corners of his lips.

Can't tell whose brows and eyes are more hazy.

Can't tell whose voice it is.

Can't tell who is whispering.

In the room, the sound of disordered breathing became more and more clear.

It gradually stopped at peace.

……

At this time, the fish-bellied light outside the window already indicated that dawn was approaching.

Jiang Nan looked at Liang Jingzhi clasping his hand, which belonged to a man. The bones of the hand were clear. Under the dim light in the room, one could see the slightly closed meridians, breathing along them, and tightening them.

"Are you still coming?" Liang Jingzhi's voice came from the top of his head, the usual low tone was mixed with a bit hoarse, and there was a bit of a hazy nasal voice, "I can still bear it."