Is Mr. Jiang jealous today?

It is always rainy in the confluence of spring and summer. After about nine o’clock, the night rain poured down densely, crackling on the glass, and the windows were covered with a layer of white mist.The rain lines outside the glass elongated, taking away the water droplets, and the phantom of the green trees outside the window could be vaguely seen.

Fan Chengyu walked to the window and stood silently looking at the pattering world outside the window, feeling the power of the rain washing away, as if the stagnation in his heart was also gone, and the emotions that had been accumulated for a long time were finally released.

After watching the rain for a while, she drew the curtains, and the sound of the rain became quieter again.The room is very quiet, only the sound of the bathroom shower running water can be heard.

Fan Chengyu walked to the edge of the bed and carefully observed the layout of the room. It was not much different from before, basically unchanged, just as clean and tidy.It's been two years, Fan Chengyu thought that when she came back again, she would be very strange, but she didn't feel this way strangely, as if her departure was still yesterday, she still felt very familiar with everything here, and this place was still like her home.

If it weren't for what Zhuo Fei said at the beginning, she actually liked living with Jiang Xumiao very much. Although she didn't live for a long time, she still had strong memories.

After observing, her eyes soon fell on the pillow. It was a light blue shirt. It was also bought by Jiang Xumiao for her when Wuyi and Jiang Xumiao went to M City two years ago. Fan Chengyu glanced at it. I recognized it.

When Fan Chengyu picked up the shirt, she had a subtle feeling. She seemed to understand why Jiang Xumiao put a shirt next to the pillow.

Thinking about it carefully, in the past two years, Jiang Xumiao's life should not be very good. This family feels very deserted, and the owner should be relatively lonely.

Fortunately, he was accompanied by a fat cat, otherwise Fan Chengyu would not know how lonely Jiang Xumiao must be.

Thinking of this, Fan Chengyu felt a pang of regret. They could have more time to fill the gaps in each other's hearts, but they separated for two years by accident.Fan Chengyu couldn't help but feel regret in his heart, and also feel afraid.If this misunderstanding continues, will they miss their whole life?

Thinking deeply, the door was opened, interrupting Fan Chengyu's thoughts.

He saw Jiang Xumiao coming in after taking a shower.A long black suspender dress set off her sexy and tall figure. Her skin was smooth and white after taking a bath, her cheeks were flushed, and her long black hair was still stained with water. The white and skinny neck is extremely attractive.Clearly separated by several meters, Fan Chengyu felt as if he could already smell the sweetness of her body, dizzy and slightly hallucinatory.

Facing Fan Chengyu's gaze, Jiang Xumiao felt a little shyness in her pupils. She turned her head away, took a towel, and began to wipe her hair.

Fan Chengyu pulled her to the edge of the bed, "Sit down, and I'll help you." She took the towel from Jiang Xumiao's hand, and gently wiped it for her.She sniffed the fragrance from Jiang Xumiao's hair, and suddenly thought of the fresh smell of jasmine next to the orchard.

While Fan Chengyu was brushing her hair, Jiang Xumiao reached out and hugged her waist tightly, buried his head in her arms, rubbing left and right, like a coquettish child.

"Okay, let me take a hair dryer and blow dry your hair, okay? Can you rub your hair after drying? You'll catch a cold if your hair doesn't dry out later."

Jiang Xumiao hugged Fan Chengyu tightly, but didn't let go, "I'm not afraid of catching a cold, you will take care of me."

Fan Chengyu suddenly felt that Jiang Xumiao was cute, so he pinched the tip of her nose and said, "Sit obediently until I finish drying your hair."

Jiang Xumiao nodded obediently.She likes the way Fan Chengyu speaks softly to her, the feeling of being pampered is really great.So even now it feels unreal, she is afraid that it will be another long dream, and it will be nothing when she wakes up.

Until the hum of the hair dryer came from the ear, the sound of the wind poured into the ear, the soft hair brought a itchy feeling, such a real feeling, always reminding Jiang Xumiao that this is not a dream, her lover is finally back .

"Sometimes I dream of such a scene." Fan Cheng's long and slender fingers shuttled through Jiang Xumiao's hair, gently touching every strand of her hair.

Jiang Xumiao's throat choked up, and he whispered, "Me too."

"I've dreamed more." Fan Chengyu's fingertips slipped from her hair and fell to the junction of her neck and suspenders.

Jiang Xumiao closed her eyes and leaned back into Fan Chengyu's arms.

6 Fan Chengyu turned off the hair dryer, raised Jiang Xumiao's chin with one hand, and pressed his lips against it.It was just a simple closeness, but she got an incomparable sense of satisfaction in her heart. She breathed like blue, floating between the corners of Jiang Xumiao's lips.

Jiang Xumiao crossed her legs together, took a deep breath, raised her hand to climb up to Fan Chengyu's neck, and moved her lips closer.

In the next second, Fan Chengyu pushed out his tongue and entered between Jiang Xumiao's lips and teeth. With a hook and a pick, Jiang Xumiao's body softened very quickly, and the weight of his body fell, and he lay down flat, with the shoulder straps following the trend. Slips off, revealing a large expanse of smooth skin.

Looking at her like this, Fan Chengyu scratched his heart, and the flame in his throat was about to burst out. She leaned close to Jiang Xumiao's ear and asked her in a low voice:

"For the past two years, have you missed me?"

"think."

"How much do you think?"

"Huh?" Jiang Xumiao turned her head, eyes full of confusion, because of excessive shyness, her skin was covered with a thin layer of blush.

Fan Chengyu stuck out his tongue and licked it next to Jiang Xumiao's ear, with a sweet tone: "What do you think of me?"

With a swipe, Jiang Xumiao's face turned even redder. Fan Chengyu's question was foul, and she didn't know how to answer it.

In fact, when Chengyu was not around, she was pure-hearted and ascetic, but in a few nights, the yearning came like a flood. She missed everything about her and wanted her by her side, so she just... .

Fan Chengyu squeezed out a clear smile, "Don't be shy, I'm just like you..."

The two whispered to each other, Fan Chengyu's fingers were floating on Jiang Xumiao's waist, familiar with the upward direction, easily touched her two points, and twirled lightly with his fingertips.

Like an electric current, it ran all over his body, Jiang Xumiao's shoulders trembled, and his tone of voice became hoarse: "Cheng...Chengcheng, don't you want to turn off the lights?"

"Close your eyes, it's like turning off the light." Fan Chengyu increased the strength of his finger twirling, Jiang Xu was like a whirlpool, and his whole body was involved in her tenderness.

She really likes this kind of contact, it seems to have returned to the past, the days when there was no barrier, and she loved each other wholeheartedly...

There was only one small night light turned on in the bedroom, the soft halo filled the room, and the blurred humming filled the whole room.

The clothes of the two had been thrown on the ground, and their beautiful figures overlapped.

The temperature in the air continued to rise, and even breathing was scorching hot.

The sound of breathing and the sound of rain mixed, amplified infinitely in the ears, knocking on Fan Chengyu's ears one after another, the sound became louder and louder, and the world seemed to be breathing too, sometimes closing and sometimes letting go.

She raised her eyes to look at Jiang Xumiao, the scene in front of her was breathtakingly beautiful, she was like the flower that bloomed the strongest and most colorful in spring, swaying in the rain, but still standing upright.

She hugged Jiang Xumiao, and touched her gently over and over again, touching her shoulders, her cheeks, her eyebrows...

Jiang Xumiao asked her: "Do you like my world?"

Fan Chengyu nodded, "Of course I like it."

"Then you enter my world, don't leave, don't quit, okay?"

Fan Chengyu's hands trembled, the emotion in his heart overwhelmed the sourness, "Okay..."

The sound of the rain outside the window was mixed with the sound of water inside the house, and it was hard to tell whether the sound was louder outside the house or inside the house.

"enough?"

Jiang Xumiao hugged Fan Chengyu's neck tightly, but shook his head and said, "Not enough."

The degree of warmth is deeper.

"Now? Is it enough?"

Up and down, pumping and leaving, every time makes the world in the rain spin, and the affection conveyed by the body is the most direct and impactful.

Jiang Xumiao raised her head, the world in front of her eyes was covered with a thin layer of mist, she forgot to answer, she just felt the blood flow all over her body rapidly, the scalding temperature seemed to scald her, as if it was dancing at her fingertips.

Her body's response is the best answer.

The feeling of fullness and happiness, as if the desire that had been silent for a long time in the body has been resurrected, and it is displayed in a passionate and crazy form.

She bloomed in the sound of rain, whispers, and the sound of skin colliding, each time becoming stronger and more out of control.

"Chengcheng..." Jiang Xumiao sounded like he was about to cry.

Fan Chengyu thought she was in pain, so the movements of his hands slowed down a bit.

The other party shook his head desperately and said, "Continue like this, and don't stop liking me, okay?"

"No..." Fan Chengyu hugged her tightly, "I won't stop liking you, I will only like you more and more, and I won't separate."

She speeded up the frequency, and saw Jiang Xumiao's blushing face showed an emotional expression, her voice overwhelmed the sound of the rain outside the window, it was a reckless, eager, presumptuous, and uncontrollable response of liking.

At the last moment, both sides let out a sigh at the same time, and the fingertips slipped from it, replaced by the residual smell after the storm.

Jiang Xumiao exhausted all her strength and lay powerlessly in Fan Chengyu's arms.

Her temples were still throbbing, and when she closed her eyes, it seemed as if the world around her was in a state of emptiness.

"Chengcheng."

"Ok?"

"Carry me to take a shower...so tired."

"A little lack of exercise?"

Jiang Xumiao snorted weakly: "I'm really tired..."

Fan Chengyu tidied Jiang Xumiao's hair, pinned her sideburns behind her ears, and said softly, "I need to wash my hair again, it's all sweaty..."

Jiang Xumiao hung her whole body on Fan Chengyu's body, coquettishly: "Will you wash it for me?"

"Okay, what you say is what you say."

Although she said she was not to be outdone, Fan Chengyu was actually tired. She got up and hugged Jiang Xumiao, ready to hug her, but her arms were shaking because of fatigue when holding Jiang Xumiao.

She admitted that she was very tired, maybe even more tired than running [-] kilometers.

Jiang Xumiao was confused: "Your hands seem to be shaking?"

Fan Chengyu shook his head and denied: "Nonsense, nothing."

The author has something to say: Teacher Jiang: "Fan Chengyu, you can't do it. It's only been an hour and your hands are shaking? It's not as good as before!"

Teacher Fan: "You're talking nonsense, I don't, I don't believe it."