After marrying a wealthy family, I just want to start a career[Transmigration Book]

He opened his arms and ran towards him happily, without any loss or unhappiness due to the long wait.

Only there is still a little time to meet and talk with him, the joy and satisfaction of kissing and hugging.

At that moment, Feng Yun saw on his face the innocence and unreservedness that a 19-year-old boy should have that was hidden under the thick protective shell and rarely revealed.

His mood is very complicated, like a wave of longing, love, joy, guilt and distress...

All kinds of emotions rushed out, merging into a torrent that even he couldn't control, making his expression look a bit serious.

The only thing that is certain is that because of his arrival, the exhaustion from the long-distance flight and work, and the stress caused by the unsatisfactory negotiations all became insignificant in an instant.

He got up to meet him and pulled him into his arms.

His body was warm and soft, and it was tightly attached to him. The heart that made him restless finally came to fruition.

Ning An raised her arms to wrap around his neck, and smiled in his ear and said, "I miss you so much, Feng Yun."

The warm breath swept over his ears, and his lips kissed his earlobe lightly, warm, soft, and slightly moist...

Send him infinite love and tenderness.

Let his heart blossom into fragrant flowers quickly after landing, full of happiness and security.

For the first time, he realized the meaning of the so-called "home".

In the office, a place that has nothing to do with home, because Ning An is here, he feels the taste of home.

Warm, safe, cherished, protected...

He kisses Ning An, who is his home.

Almost uncontrollably, he pinned him against the desk.

The materials and ornaments on the table were knocked down and fell on the thick carpet without making much noise.

After a moment of messy noise, the room returned to silence, only the breathing and heartbeat of each other remained.

The hug became very tight, and the body was hot under the cold air of the air conditioner.

Missing is like hot magma. After seeing the other party, the shell that was deliberately suppressed outside was peeled off and spewed out.

The long-lost lovers stare and kiss eagerly, appearing a little green because of their eagerness.

After breathing hard, they separated slightly, looked at each other greedily, and slowly calmed down the turbulent emotions.

Feng Yun buried his head on Ning An's shoulder and neck, smelling his unique scent that reassured him.

Then he took a bite through the thin shirt, neither light nor heavy.

It was very itchy, with a slight pain, Ning An couldn't help hissing slightly, and then smiled softly.

Feng Yun's slender fingers pinched the buttons on the collar of his shirt and unbuttoned a few, exposing his shoulder and collarbone.

He looked down for a moment, then without hesitation lowered his head and gently kissed the place where his teeth had been bitten.

He supported him with his hands and clasped him tightly, looking very domineering.

Ning An was dumbfounded by his childish behavior, and couldn't help but reach out and pull his hair, trying to pull him up from his shoulder socket, wanting to see his face.

But Feng Yun buried his head and hugged him tightly with both hands. Although he was silent, he looked very awkward and uncooperative.

In the end, Ning An was still reluctant to use too much force, and the hand that pulled his hair finally rubbed the top of his hair helplessly and gently.

It was funny but teased him with ease, pressing his scalp: "What's wrong? You dare not look up after you bullied someone? Are you guilty?"

Feng Yun neither admitted nor denied, but silently pressed against his shoulder, neither exerting force nor relaxing.

"Tsk..." Ning An laughed, stretched out his hands pamperingly and pamperingly to pinch his ears until they were hot.

After a while, Feng Yun finally raised his head.

His hands were away from his waist, and he held his face and kissed him, and said in a cold voice, "It's not bullying."

"What is that?" Ning An also pinched him. After all, he said it wasn't bullying, so he retaliated.

He pinched a very delicate part of his chest, twisted it hard, his smile was a little frivolous, very seductive, and his voice lowered: "It's not bullying, what is it?"

Feng Yun grabbed his wrist, moved his restless hand away, looked at him with dark eyes, dangerously.

Like really being bullied.

Ning An pursed his smile and kissed the corner of his mouth, then poked his firm belly with his fingers, and said softly, "Feng Yun, what is it if it's not bullying?"

Then urged him: "Speak quickly, I will go back soon."

Feng Yun pressed his forehead against his, hugged him in his arms, lowered his eyelashes to look at his lips, kissed the tip of his nose, his lips moved for a while, and said: "It's punishment."

"Huh?" Ning An was a little puzzled, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Why didn't you call me when you came?" Feng Yun raised his eyes and looked into his eyes, questioning, but suppressing his emotions.

The hand embraced him very preciously again, as if wanting to punish him, but was reluctant to use force, pressing the emotion deeply.

"Didn't you say you had a lot of work that day," Ning An said slowly, "I'm afraid I'll disturb you."

Feng Yun squinted at him, rolled his Adam's apple, and said softly but firmly: "With me, nothing is as important as you."

Ning An pursed her lips, and her heart swelled with sour joy.

He raised his head and wanted to kiss him, but he pressed his lips with his palm, and he added seriously: "You must always remember this sentence."

He looked at Ning An's eyes, those beautiful eyes gradually became wet, but slowly curved up, full of smiles.

There was a heat in the palm, and the ambiguous temperature of the lips*tongue was like fire, and it burned straight into the heart along the blood, and he took his hand back because it was so hot.

He asked him hoarsely, "Who did you learn from?"

Then without waiting for his answer, she bent down and kissed him deeply, and said in a complaining tone: "I feel so bad."

After a while, he rubbed his wet and bright red lips, and said in a vague and awkward way: "The feeling of 'distressed' is very uncomfortable."

He doesn't like the feeling of being distressed. Every time he feels distressed, it means that he has suffered and been wronged...

He likes that he is well fed and clothed, loved and treated well by everyone, full of joy, happy every day, then he will be very satisfied.

In that kind of satisfaction, there should be no place for "distressed".

But he always made him feel bad.

He doesn't know who to blame?But he knew that he was not willing to blame him sincerely.

He didn't know who to express that dissatisfaction to, so he just "punished" him vaguely.

Ning An's heart seemed to be submerged in warm water, surrounded by tenderness, and cared for carefully.

He was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand to hold Feng Yun, pushed him away a little, then bent down, through the silk shirt, gently kissed his heart.

Then he protected it with the palm of his hand and rubbed it gently: "Rub it for you."

Feng Yun looked down at him and saw his eyelashes fluttering slightly, looking very innocent.

I couldn't help reaching out to caress his cheeks, the tentacles were warm, soft and bouncy, and they flicked against his palm with a little force.

He touched it for a while, rubbed his lips again, and gently mosuo with his fingers, feeling his teeth bite him lightly.

Ning An bit his finger and looked up at him, Feng Yun lowered his eyes and remained calm, feeling his soft palm against his heart and gently rubbing it.

His palm is very soft, even the fingertips are soft, and it is very comfortable to hold in the palm of his hand.

So he stretched out his hand to hold his hand, and the other hand left his lips, holding his chin and pulling him up.

He looked at him and ordered, "No more in the future."

He became very gentle again: "You can come in, sit on the sofa, and I can watch you work."

Ning An hugged him silently, nodded: "It's not like you don't know, I'll listen to you for everything."

Feng Yun hooked the corners of his lips in a funny way: "You have a sweet mouth."

A long time ago, Feng Yun felt that Ning An could not be associated with words like "sweet mouth".

But after being together, I don't know why, he can always coax him to be happy with a few words.

No matter how unhappy things can make him forget completely.

With him, he can be very happy, very happy, very happy every day.

This made him dare not recall many times, how he walked step by step in the dark in those days when there was no peace.

Although he knew that he would not listen to everything, when it came to issues of principle, he was tougher than anyone else and insisted on everything.

But when he said that, he smiled happily.

Seeing his smiling face, Ning An laughed too, and hugged him tightly again, unwilling to let go.

Sometimes their thoughts are not in sync, but fortunately, most of the time it is because they both love each other too much and want to think more for each other, while ignoring their own feelings.

So it's okay to be a little out of sync sometimes.

Feng Yun hugged him for another moment, as if he suddenly remembered something, he put his hand on his stomach, and pressed it weakly a few times.

Ning An wanted to step back, but there was a table behind him.

So I actively admitted my mistake with a frank and lenient attitude: "I will eat when I return to the studio."

Feng Yun endured for a while, and didn't continue to criticize him, but looked at him and said seriously: "It needs to be changed."

In 10 minutes, there was a long kiss and a gentle love story, and they had to separate before even expressing their affection.

But it can also be very long, giving the other party a sense of security and happiness, as well as a sense of expectation.

Ning An came with anticipation, but when he thought he might not see him through a door, he was also very disappointed.

But thinking that this person will belong to him completely and only to him at night, I don't find it particularly difficult to accept.

If he hadn't seen it, he didn't intend to tell him that he had been there, but now that he saw it, he was reluctant to go back.

He looked at Feng Yun's watch, and said softly with some reluctance: "Tonight...see you tonight?"

"In another 5 minutes." Feng Yun hugged him tightly again, buried the tip of his nose into his hair, "I'll send someone to send you off."

Ning An obediently lay in his arms, drawing circles with her fingertips on his heart.

"I'm tired from jet lag, don't work too hard," he said softly, "I asked my aunt to make soup, you go home early to drink it, and go to bed early tonight."

"Not early." Feng Yun closed his eyes and pinched his earballs.

Ning An frowned, and looked up at him: "Feng Yun, health is the most important thing."

Feng Yun looked down at him with fiery eyes, rubbed his lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "But I miss you, I can't wait."

Ning An understood in an instant, and the roots of his ears burned up. He stared blankly at Feng Yun, and after a while, he pursed his lips and turned his head away.

It's just that after a while, Feng Yun pinched his chin and turned his face away. He looked at him with a smile on his face, watching his face reveal a little bit of powder.

Ning An stiffened his face for a while, and then he still couldn't help showing a smile.

He put his forehead on Feng Yun's shoulder, raised his fist and beat Feng Yun's chest, then bit his ear and said something.

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at him, smiling shyly but not dodging.

Feng Yun's hand pinching his waist tightened even more, her eyes were dark and dark, but a faint blush crept up on the tips of her ears unconsciously.

The internal phone rang, and the driver who took Ning An back was already waiting downstairs.

Feng Yun arranged Ning An's clothes and hair carefully, then held his hand and sent him to the door.

The author has something to say: the next chapter may be A0.3, or Weibo guides the way

感谢在2019-11-2915:48:20~2019-11-3018:07:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 ordinary person Li;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of lotus seed sandwich, He He; 1 bottle of warehouse keeper;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!