The wild and lustful social animal will act coquettishly, and the ferocious boss will have his soul

Jiang Nan is not a nagging person. He knows that Tang Yan is trying to understand the affairs of his family.

But these things are really too messy and complicated, and they cannot be explained clearly in a few sentences.

What's more, Tang Yan needs to familiarize himself with the plane situation in advance tomorrow. When entering the plane the day after tomorrow, he will go to the ancient battlefield to participate in the battle. That is a place where swords are not good at seeing.

So at this juncture...

He still had three months to go to see Jiang's people, so there was no need to talk about his family's troubles at the critical moment of Tang Yan's life and death.

Tang Yan could not be allowed to experience life and death in the plane with a head full of inexplicable emotions.

Jiang Nan smiled in the wind and said, "When you come back safely, I will take you to my 'home' to see you."

Take Tang Yan back to the capital with him.

"Really?" Tang Yan finally waited for these words and his eyebrows relaxed a little.

At least he knew where Jiang Nan's home was, which made him feel at ease.

"Well," Jiang Nan saw that there was no one around, stretched out her arm to hold Tang Yan's arm and pressed her chin.

The cool fabric of this black leather jacket stuck to the skin of his chin, and he could smell the leather.

"Boss, you..."

I want to say that you come back as soon as possible, but I am afraid that such urging will affect Tang Yan's mentality in the plane.

Tang Yan knew what he wanted to say, so he raised his hand and touched the boy's cheek with his warm palm: "I know."

He knows both worries and expectations, needless to say.

The two of them were walking to the center of the bridge on the river. The neon lights on the bridge were shining above their heads. The slightly watery night breeze blew in their faces, making it a bit cool.

Jiang Nan put the clothes on her wrists on her body and planned to put them on.

When Tang Yan was lifting his clothes, he suddenly raised his hands, grasped both of his wrists and lifted them up, and his loose coat also fell on their heads!

At least there would be a spot for cars to pass by, so they could no longer be seen.

The slowly changing light of the neon lights was bright and fell on their heads, creating a beautiful halo.

Tang Yan took advantage of the change in color of the aperture, lowered his head and kissed Jiang Nan.

The lips moved with tenderness, and the hot and familiar breath was felt by two people at the same time. This was a tenderness that Boss Tang had never experienced before.

"....Well," Jiang Nan couldn't help but move closer to him, not caring that it was outdoors until the two of them stood in the middle of the bridge and hugged each other.

After all, there are so many people in the world and so many vehicles pass through the bridge every day.

No one would object to two lovers kissing here.

Neither of them said they loved each other, but their possessiveness and extreme doting towards each other were enough to express everything.

"Boss," Jiang Nan still found it easier to call him boss.

After the kiss ended, he put his hand into Tang Yan's palm, held her hand and turned back towards the office.

"It's time for us to go home."

The Jiang family is not his home, the place where Tang Yan is located is his home.

"Go home?" Tang Yan couldn't resist these words, he pulled his lips and smiled, "Yeah."

After taking a few steps, Jiang Nan's height of nearly 1.9 meters was pressed against Jiang Nan's shoulders, making it difficult for him to move, but he called out first.

"No Jiang Nan, I can't walk anymore."

"?"

Is this coquettish?

Jiang Nan laughed dumbly and raised his hand to rub Tang Yan's cheek, which was close to his shoulder: "What's the matter, I'm carrying you?"

"You don't have to carry me on your back," Tang Yan said in a drowning voice, wrapping his arms around Jiang Nan's shoulders and not letting go.

"Go away by yourself and leave me here."

What is this word?

Jiang Nan simply refused to leave. She couldn't move despite being pressed down, so she turned around and wrapped Tang Yan's belt to the railing, letting him hold her.

"Don't lose it, I'll be where you are."

"..."

Tsk.

Tang Yan was pleased to hear this and lowered his head to kiss the person in his arms twice on the cheek.

He held Jiang Nan's hand and walked back to the other side of the bridge.

"...I will take fewer solo missions from now on. I will take you with me wherever I go. It's best if I can tie you to me."

"It's too boring, Boss Tang." Jiang Nan's tone was disgusting, but the corners of her lips kept rising.

Tang Yan glanced at him: "We've only been together for a few days, do you think you're tired of me?"

"No problem." Jiang Nan shook his head.

"The sound was too low, I didn't hear it."

"No problem!"

"....Then kiss me."

"Ah?" Jiang Nan turned around and looked around, helpless to coax him, "Can you go back in person? The car is here."

"It doesn't matter what car he is, he won't leave without kissing him. Oops, I can't walk again."

Tang Yan blocked the way and fell directly on Jiang Nan.

"!?"

"..."

Boss Tang is really tired of being in love. He has turned from a ferocious beast into a clingy big dog.

The neon lights on the bridge stretched out their silhouettes. Their heights were different but they matched inexplicably. The atmosphere was very good.

It's so good, it feels like we can be together forever...

*

Office, sixth floor.

The door and window of the cramped bathroom were closed, the lamps had just been turned off, and the lights were on in the living room.

The takeaway boxes that had been eaten were simply packed up and placed in the entrance hall, and the ground was wet and filled with water vapor.

The bathroom smelled of fragrant shower gel, which overflowed through the cracks in the door, bringing with it several uncontrollable gasps and sounds of resistance.

"...Uh, Cheng...!"

Song Xiaolou had just taken a shower and originally asked Cheng Ze to dry his hair.

But I don’t know what happened, but I was carried to the washing machine and kissed!

One of his legs was still injured and wrapped in a bandage. The other bare leg was long and straight. It poked out from the white bathrobe and was placed in a loop behind the waist of the man wearing glasses.

His ankles rubbed against Cheng Ze's cool suit pants, hanging unsteadily in the air.

The heat mist was gathered in this small confined space, as if they were the only two people left in the world.

The kiss lasted long enough, Song Xiaolou thought.

His lips were slightly swollen and painful, and the hot lips and tongue moved inside his lips, making them slippery and sticky, bringing out an irresistible trembling feeling.

He could hardly sit still. Cheng Ze kept pressing towards him, so he could only lean back.

After all, Cheng Ze didn't even have time to take off his glasses, so the kiss was so urgent!

The metal frame left a slight mark on the bridge of Song Xiaolou's nose. The frame had shifted and was now resting between their faces.

He leaned back, but Cheng Ze didn't let him run away.

The palm that was originally pressing on his waist stretched out, grabbed his waist and pulled him into his arms!

"Yeah!" This action caused the lips to part for a moment. Song Xiaolou turned away quickly and gasped violently, "Stop, stop for a moment."

There was poor lighting in the bathroom without the lights on.

It is precisely because of the poor lighting that the other senses are infinitely magnified!

Cheng Ze's hot breath blew on the side of his neck. In his memory, he had never seen Brother Cheng so uncontrollable.

Song Xiaolou was feeling hot all over and wanted to catch his breath, when he heard Cheng Ze speaking in his ear.

"Why stop? Do you want me to kiss you?"

The hoarseness in his voice made people's faces heat up.

"....Let me."

"But it's been a long time since we kissed. Kissing in this position...Brother, my waist is so sore."

Song Xiaolou clung to Cheng Ze's neck, stroking the off-white cotton and linen shirt whose fabric was not silky with his palms. After laughing, he swallowed.

"Brother Cheng, go to bed."

"..."

The bathroom door opened quickly, and the gold-rimmed glasses were left in the sink.

The man with a gentle temperament hugged the person with an injured leg and walked steadily.

There are a few water stains on the dark gray suit pants that have not been wiped dry after taking a shower, which is ambiguous and astringent...