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The instant kiss was jerky and pure, and Fanxue didn't know what was wrong, as if his mind was boiling just now, when he saw Jing Chen's lips that were close at hand, he kissed them uncontrollably.

Fanxue's face was red, and he felt a little strange. He didn't feel this way when he licked Jingchen before. Why is it that something similar is called "kissing", and he feels a little dizzy, but he doesn't hate it, he Pursing her lips, she said honestly, "I like it, Jing Chen."

After the kiss at noon, Fanxue automatically equated kissing between humans with fur licking between cats, both ways of expressing liking.

Fanxue's eyes seemed to be condensed into a deep amber spring, rippling with a slight streamer, Jing Chen could clearly see that the reflection in those eyes was full of himself, he resisted the urge to kiss , coaxing with a hoarse voice, "The time is too short, I haven't felt your liking yet, do you want to try again?"

Seeing this scene, Ji An didn't feel tired anymore, and his legs didn't shake anymore. He got up immediately and disappeared on the tennis court at the speed of light.

At the same time, the spirit detector in the villa in the eastern suburbs trembled again, and Bai Chuan, who was drowsy, froze when he heard the sound.

But when Bai Chuan's eyes widened and the spirit detector stopped moving again, Bai Chuan sighed in disappointment.

When will such a fleeting reaction be able to gather enough spiritual power to reveal the location of the spiritual source!

Bai Chuan went back paralyzed, intending to continue resting his mind, but Tan Lingjing had a sense again—weak, tight.

In this way, after more than ten minutes of tossing around like a convulsion, Bai Chuan finally regained his composure. Now Bai Chuan just wanted to roll his eyes, and the enthusiasm that had been aroused by curiosity before was gradually dissipated.

When Ji An drove Jing Chen's Maybach downstairs to the company, Jing Chen and Xiao Ke just walked out, the little ancestor's face was a little redder than before, and his lips were also a little red and swollen.

Just in time, Ji An felt that he was too discerning. While sending himself a little red flower from the bottom of his heart, Ji An did not forget to consciously step on the gas pedal all the way.

But before the car drove back to Xiting, a little furry head leaned on Jing Chen's arm. Jing Chen looked at the sleeping little guy, and pulled him into his arms with a gentle arc at the corner of his mouth.

For the next half month, life went very smoothly. Every morning, Ji An whistled and sang at the gate of Xiting, waiting to pick up the boss and the little ancestor to go to work.

Jing Chen has returned to the attributes of a workaholic. Although Fanxue is a perfumer, the witty Ji An arranged Fanxue's position in the president's office. Ji An felt that his performance was just one word—— Nice! ~

Normally, when Jingchen was working, Fanxue would either quietly stand by Jingchen's side, or sit on Jingchen's lap to read documents with Jingchen, or sleep late on the sofa in the office.

Occasionally, I will be moved by Tan Yuqian's sincerity, so I go to the fragrance room on the 62nd floor to play.

Outside the CEO's office, Ji An hugged a kitten and took several deep breaths.

The Buddha said: "A true warrior dares to face up to the bleak life and face up to the dripping blood."

After finishing his mental preparation, Ji An knocked on the door of the CEO's office.

"Come in." Jing Chen's cold voice was slightly serious.

Ji An paused for a moment, lowered his head and gently smoothed the fur of the kitten in his arms, before pushing the door open and entering.

Jing Chen didn't look up, and his subordinates kept approving documents until he heard a small "meow~".

Jing Chen paused, and saw Ji An holding a snow-white kitten in his arms, a kitten that looked as identical as a snowflake.