Boss, did you speak well today?

Worried that I won't be able to support you in the future?

When Su Xici received a call from Uncle Gu, he had just woken up.

He didn't wear the medicine since he thought his condition got better after falling in love, but he suddenly fell ill yesterday, which tormented him for half an afternoon and a whole night, and he was a little listless at the moment.

For the past few days, Nangong Ran slept in the company, and he also went back to sleep in the greenhouse. He was buttoning his clothes when the phone on the table rang.

The bony hand moved away from under the chin, he picked up the phone and put it to his ear, and heard Uncle Gu's stumbling words.

"Butler Su, I remembered."

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After serving Nangong Rong for breakfast, the crisp doorbell rang, and a middle-aged fat Mediterranean figure appeared on the porch of the manor. Su Xici stepped forward, bowed slightly and said hello, "Why is Lawyer Zhao free today?"

"Master wants to change the will, I'll bring the documents here."

Su Xici was a little surprised, but immediately restrained his expression, and pointed the way: "Master is in the upstairs room."

Lawyer Zhao didn't miss the fleeting expression on his face. He smiled and said mysteriously: "This time, it's a big change. When the master called me, I was shocked."

big change?

After leading the person upstairs, Su Xici rubbed his forehead, unable to sit still, immediately called Nangong Ran.

An hour later, Nan Gongran's figure appeared in the manor, and Su Xici followed him upstairs, whispering: "Lawyer Zhao is still in the master's room."

Nangong Ran paused, "In this case, I'll go to the study to deal with some things first."

As he spoke, he greeted Max and a group of assistants to move the documents to the study on the second floor.

Su Xici felt that this person was really overconfident, how could he still have the time to deal with these side matters at this time.

When the group is no longer his own, he will be working for nothing.

Seeing Boss Ba lead a crowd of people upstairs in front of his eyes, he waited in the corridor at the door of Nangong Rong's room for another 10 minutes. It was not until the manor doctor's routine inspection today that he remembered Nangong Rong's medicine. Have not eat yet.

After finding a reason to go in, Su Xici called the family doctor, nurses and nurses. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he took out the key to open the lock, and took out the medicine bottle. After confirming with the two doctors, he returned it to him. .

Su Xici lowered his head and held the medicine bottle. Contrary to his usual appearance, his heart was tangled at the moment.

"Master, the ownership right of Nangong Group should be..."

"Let's talk after taking the medicine." Nangong Rong interrupted, "Susu, is the medicine ready?"

With a beating heart, Su Xici poured out the last bottle of medicine, put it together with dozens of other pills, put it in a small box, and calmly handed it to Nangong Rong.

Nangong Rong didn't even look at it, she threw it all into her mouth with her head tilted.

Su Xici took the water glass in a timely manner and handed it to him.

Watching him finish taking the medicine, Su Xici didn't know why, his mind went blank for a moment, and he didn't know how to think.

"Okay, don't stick around here, I still have something to do with Lawyer Zhao, you all go out." Nangong Rong gently chased him away.

Su Xici walked out of the room restlessly, and did not forget to lock the medicine cabinet again before leaving.

At the corner where there was no one in private, he stared at the key. At that moment, many thoughts flashed through his mind.

A slight blush slowly crept up from the end of his eyes, and his head was dizzy with those thoughts, as if yesterday's illness had relapsed, almost making people lose their minds.

No.

He put the key away and hurried downstairs.

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Nangong Ran was concentrating on reading the documents, and he smelled a strong burnt aroma at the tip of his nose. There was a sound of high-quality porcelain colliding with the black walnut desk, and a cup of coffee appeared in front of him.

Sniffing, the next second, the back of the white finger holding the coffee lightly slid across the back of the hand that was placed on the document paper, and the fingertip lingered for a while before leaving reluctantly.

There was a tingling sensation on the skin like an electric shock, and a few fingers brushed against the back of his hand one after another, with a bold and straightforward purpose.

Nangong Ran was slightly stunned, and raised his head with gloomy eyes, but disappeared when he touched a pair of gentle eyes.

Su Xici stood at the table straight and calm, as if waiting for someone to call him to serve.

Nangong Ran put down his pen, looked at the group of people in the study, and said, "You all go to the library next door to do some work."

"Yes." Max breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly greeted people to come over. It is too oppressive to work face to face with the president.

When there were only the two of them left in the study, Nangong Ran said, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Su Xici saw that he was still so foolish, so he got angry, supported the table with one hand and held the chair with the other, looked at him slightly, and said, "Master wants to change his will. When I was taking medicine just now, I heard the words in Lawyer Zhao's words. It means that everyone in the Nangong Group will change."

"So nervous?" Nangong Ran put his arms around his waist, the black suit set him off very well, and the handmade clothes perfectly fit every curve of Su Xici's body, so that every movement of him was in Nangong Ran's eyes Can be infinitely magnified and become a temptation.

He pulled him to sit on his lap, "Worried that I won't be able to support you in the future?"

"I can support you." Su Xici held the hand on his waist and said worriedly, "The only thing I'm afraid of is that you won't be able to bear it."

How many people can't bear it once they return to the common people from tens of millions, so they are hit hard, not to mention the wealth of trillions in the country, the gap is too big.

"Even if there is no Nangong Group, I will earn another one for you. Susu, it is I who made Nangong Group what it is today, not Nangong Group who made me." Nangong raised his eyebrows with pride, "Without me, Nangong The group will lose its roots, unless Grandpa is old and confused, otherwise, for the sake of this century-old family business, he cannot change heirs."

Su Xici slowly let go of his hanging heart, and it turned out that his worries were unnecessary.

Concerned about chaos, he actually committed such a foolish thing.

"Don't worry, no matter what, I won't fall to the point where you raised me." Nangong Ran hugged him, feeling his whole body go from tense to relaxed, and the fiery breath spread from the corner of his mouth to his ear with pecking kisses .

Su Xici subconsciously grabbed the coat on his shoulders with both hands, held his breath, and said solemnly: "Don't make trouble, I have something important to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Nangong Ran lightly licked behind the ear, like marking the territory to which it belonged, all the way down from the neck.

With a weak whimper like a small animal in his throat, Su Xici endured the shuddering and tingling comfort, and asked calmly, "Don't you still have a lot of work?"

"I can't finish the job." Nangong Ran said vaguely, his tongue poking down from the tight white neckline, tasting the delicacy that ordinary people can't see.

With one arm around his waist, he skillfully untied his trousers with the other hand, pulled off his trousers roughly, leaned in, and rubbed them slowly.

The whole body was covered with fine sweat, and the overlapping suits at this moment were more like a tight bondage, soaked in sweat and sticking to the body, like an ice cream in someone else's mouth, cramped in all directions, unable to break free, so hot that it was about to melt.

Su Xici raised his legs, trying to shrink himself up.

"Didn't you take the initiative when you seduced me just now? Why are you as shy as before now?" Nangong laughed lowly, taking advantage of his legs being lifted, he took his trousers down to the crook of his knees.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's not seduction, I just saw that you were too focused on the document, and you didn't look at me, then..." Su Xici blushed and panted, his normally serious glasses hung askew on his face, wanting to fall , two white and well-proportioned thighs were crisply exposed from the black trousers, causing him to stare wildly in a panic.

"You're jealous of documents." He laughed lowly, "Can you take it off yourself?"

Su Xici hugged him.

Feeling something painful in his chest, he suddenly remembered that he had brought the medicine with him this morning.

With his forehead resting on his shoulder, and his body pulled away, Su Xici's fingers trembled, he took off his suit jacket, and threw it together with the medicine in the jacket lining on the ground beside him.

Nangong Ran stared at the coat, smiled and said, "So obedient today?" He rewarded him with a sip.

Su Xici tried his best to maintain a calm face, trying to get rid of the embarrassment, "I'm telling you something serious."

Nangong Ran buried his head even lower, unbuttoned his shirt one by one with his teeth, and explored the territory along the way, taking time out of his busy schedule to say, "I'm listening."

How can Su Xici continue to speak, the moment he opened his mouth, he breathed disorderly and trembled, and a strong finger slipped in through the liquid.

"Master..."

"Ah."

He may not know that Nangong Ran is so in love with him that he calls him "Young Master" with passion and desire at this moment, but this person seems to think that he can get some kind of grace by calling him this way.

"Don't..." he whimpered softly.

"do it yourself?"

Su Xici shook his head.

Nangong Ran simply took off the glasses on his face and put them in the desk drawer.

Without his glasses, Su Xici blinked his eyes blankly, and called him with helplessness that he didn't even know.

Nangong Ran's breathing became disordered, he turned over and pressed against a pile of documents on the desk.

Two and a half hours later, Su Xici was paralyzed on the chair, with his hands hanging down weakly, his long and narrow eyes were stained with haze, his eyes were confused, his breath was panting, and he hadn't recovered from the shocks.

A wrinkled white shirt was hanging on his body, and the neckline that was originally perfectly overlapped was now skewed and wide open, with only two or three buttons fastened.

His trousers had gone somewhere, and his slender, white thighs were spread wide, and they were placed on the armrests on both sides of the chair. The round wooden beads on the armrests prevented them from sliding down.There was a patch of red on the two knees, and there were obviously deeper red marks horizontally and vertically, which were the result of long-term pressure on a certain place.

Nangong Ran knelt in front of the chair, cleaned up the person carefully, and pulled back the deformed panties.

He freed his legs from the arms of the chair, kissed the pitiful red marks on his left and right knees, and hugged them together in front of him.

"Hey, you can put your legs together now."