Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

Aning sighed heavily, she didn't really want him to go.

It's Xiaoliu. It suddenly appeared yesterday and told her that in order for subsequent development to proceed smoothly, Jiang Yan must go to Europe to participate in that scientific research, otherwise it will destroy the order of the world.

What's more, Jiang Yan in the original world has really gone, so even if she is reluctant to let go, she has to persuade Jiang Yan to go to Europe...

It's all Xiao Liu's fault.

After get off work, when Aning was thinking about whether to go to Lin Ru's house to spend the night, Jiang Yan walked up to her with long legs and stared at the little girl with his head lowered. The pieces of hair on his forehead rested on his delicate eyebrows. , there is a dark light in the light-colored pupils.

The young man pursed his lips slightly, took her hand and took her away quietly in front of everyone's eyes.

Aning was led by him in silence all the way, and neither of them spoke after they got in the car.

There was a weird embarrassment in the car. Aning pretended to look at the phone but secretly observed the man's expression with his peripheral vision.

Great, everything is business as usual.

After thinking for a while, she suddenly remembered what Fang Fang said at noon, turned her head to look at him, and asked, "Would you go to Europe without me?"

Jiang Yan was driving, and the road was not blocked at the moment. He stepped on the accelerator and the car drove steadily on the road. The air pressure in the car was a bit low. Seeing that he didn't reply, Aning shut his mouth honestly and said no more.

The car quickly drove into a familiar environment. After getting off the car, he went to the opposite door and opened it for her. His eyes were slightly lowered, and he naturally took her hand and led her upstairs.

Aning lowered his head and stared at the hand held by him. The knot in his heart was suddenly smoothed away, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

After sending Aning home, Jiang Yan had no intention of entering. He just said lightly: "I'll go out for a while. You go to bed early."

After the door was closed, Aning suddenly had the illusion that he had been abandoned. He felt a little flustered but more disappointed.

He didn't say anything and just left.

She stood there stupidly for a long time. The huge house was so silent that she could only hear her own breathing and heartbeat. Aning returned to her room and took a shower before getting into Jiang Yan's bed next door.

Turning on the air conditioner for herself, Aning wrapped herself in a quilt and smelled the faint smell of cedar. She had been sleeping on the same bed with him for the past few days, and it seemed that she had developed a habit. There was no one around at the moment, and she was really uncomfortable.

When she thought that Jiang Yan had been like this every day since he went to Europe, she felt that habits were a terrible thing. Aning tossed and turned in bed with Jiang Yan in her mind. As she thought about it, her eyelids were fighting and she fell asleep soon after.

When Jiang Yan returned to the room, he was about to turn on the light when he was stopped by a hill rising from the bed. With the faint light, he could clearly see the girl's peaceful sleeping face.

Aning woke up when she heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom. She knew Jiang Yan was back, and a feeling of grievance surged into her heart, making her feel sour and uncomfortable.

She even thought about what to ask for a while, but when Jiang Yan lay down next to her, Aning didn't take any action. She closed her eyes and trembled her long eyelashes. Driven by her brain, she turned over. The limbs were attached to Jiang Yan like an octopus.

"Why did you leave me home alone at night?" Aning buried her head on his chest, her voice soft and aggrieved.

The room was very dark, and the Adam's apple on Jiang Yan's neck slid slightly with her sudden movements. He spoke in a low voice. His originally gentle voice now sounded gritty and textured.

"I'm sorry, it was my fault today."

Aning raised her head with her hands on his chest, in a standard posture of a woman on top of a man on top of a man, Jiang Yan calmly held her waist.

His eyes couldn't clearly see his expression in the darkness. The more Aning thought about it, the more aggrieved he became. His almond-shaped pupils shone with water under the dim light. He stared at him unblinkingly, then he lowered his head and held him up by mistake. face, biting the plump and soft lips.

With a vengeance, he tossed and bit on his lips. The young doctor only felt the pain on his lips. His eyes were dark, and he held the back of the girl's head with one hand. He turned against the guest and deepened the feeling that he had just tasted.

His muffled voice echoed in her ears, and jade-white fingers passed through his soft hair. Aning heard him say in a low and hoarse voice, seductively: "Is that okay?"

An Ning was a little embarrassed and simply buried her face in his neck, as if she acquiesced.

.......

All in all, it was a great night.

Finally, all directions ceased.

He wiped away her tears lovingly, bit her earlobe gently, and said in a dark and sexy voice: "Aning..."

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