Affectionate beyond ninety thousand miles

The woman stood under the fireworks for a long time, not knowing what she was thinking,
Those memories of the past now seem like a dream, making her wonder if she has never experienced it before.

Like the fireworks above the head, gorgeous but short-lived.

The phone rang urgently, and she frowned, but she still picked it up.

There was an impatient voice on the other end, "Why haven't you come back?"

The woman said lightly, "I'll be right back."

"If you don't hurry back and cook, I'm starving to death."

"understood."

The woman hung up the phone expressionlessly, and then glanced at the fireworks that were still exploding in the sky. A dull pain flashed in her heart, and she turned and left this bustling place.

The man over there carried Wen Nanning back to the room, and Wen Nanning struggled to get down as soon as he entered the door.The man put her down, but his eyes were dangerous.

The movements are even more pressing, it seems that the next moment the incarnation of a hungry wolf is about to pounce.

Wen Nanning dodged, but accidentally fell into the sofa.

The man's handsome face approached, Wen Nanning seemed to know what he was going to do, stretched out his hand, and pushed away his pouting mouth.

She blinked, "When did you prepare the fireworks?"

The man kissed her palm, held her hand away, and met her gaze, "We have been in a cold war for a week, we must reconcile. If the mountain doesn't come to me, I will be close to the mountain. I have already prepared , Who knew you came to Shencheng temporarily, so I sent people to move here."

The man's voice was flat, as if he was talking about something ordinary.

Wen Nanning was a little speechless.

She couldn't believe that so many fireworks were temporarily transported from Beicheng. How much would it cost?
Just for a settlement that doesn't exist?

Whether she was angry with her or not, it was his own awkwardness from the beginning to the end.

Wen Nanning looked at the handsome face in front of him with complicated eyes.

"Moved?" The man tugged at his lips.

It would be a lie to say that she was not moved. She believed that no woman could refuse that kind of scene.

It is undeniable that money can buy romance.

It's also worth buying.

However, it is not known how long this kind of emotion can last, and whether it can withstand the reality.

"Is it possible to make up?"

Before she could answer, he stared at her crimson lips and asked in a low voice.

Wen Nanning pursed her lips and smiled in silence.

The lips were slightly parted, and they were as glistening as ever.

Ji Yanxi rolled her Adam's apple, leaned her body up, bowed her head and kissed her, then looked at her and smiled, then bowed her head and kissed her again.

It wasn't until Wen Nanning couldn't help but want to avoid his childish behavior that the man took her lips seriously and drove straight in, declaring his sovereignty.

Wen Nanning catered, probably bewitched by the fireworks, all the emotions at that moment turned into endless impulses in her heart.

The two of them scattered their clothes all the way from the sofa to the bedroom.

The man eagerly put her on the bed, gnawing at her neck as he took the last bits of fabric off her body.

At the most intense time, the fireworks in the distance outside the window filled the sky for the last time, and the originally dark room was as bright as day, and it became dark again after a while.

The figure on the bed swayed, and the sound of panting came out of the balcony through the gap and drifted into the distance.

I don't know how long it took, and finally calmed down.

The man hugged her, gasping for breath, he stretched out his hand to brush the wet hair on her forehead, brushed her crimson delicate lips with his index finger, and whispered against the tip of her nose, "One day I will die on you."

Wen Nanning closed her eyes, and her chest heaved violently. Hearing his words, she closed her eyes even tighter.

What this man said in bed was always so explicit.

She kept thinking of the sound of baby where he was emotional just now, and her face couldn't help but turn redder.

She wanted to take a bath, but the man held her shoulders down, which seemed to mean to settle accounts after autumn.

He gritted his teeth and said viciously, "What do you mean by saying you want to change your boyfriend today?"

Wen Nanning froze for a moment, then slowly recalled the scene at the dinner table, and said with a smile, "It's just a stopgap measure, you want to pursue this?"

The man snorted, "You obviously have better choices, such as getting married next year, but you chose a statement that makes me most uncomfortable, shouldn't you be punished?"

"Then what if grandma really forces us to get married?"

She kindly rescued the two of them, but he was lucky, and now he won't buy it.

The man raised his eyebrows and said deliberately, "What? I can't afford it?"

Wen Nanning didn't speak anymore.

She kept silent, wondering what the man meant?Can he really get married?

The relationship between the two is like a dream to her, let alone getting married?

That was something she couldn't even imagine.

Ji Yanxi didn't force her to speak anymore, but suppressed her, and replaced her dissatisfaction with movements.

Wen Nanning snorted, and drew a long red mark on his back with her slender fingers.

It was another fierce and protracted battle.

In the end, the pendulum of the presidential suite rang, and it had already sounded countless times. Wen Nanning felt exhausted even to breathe, her arms were hanging limply on his shoulders. It was even more chaotic.

The man put a kiss on her face, put her down, went to the bathtub to fill it with water, and then went back to the bedroom to pick her up.

Wen Nanning didn't bother to open her eyes, she said weakly, "I want to go to sleep after washing, I'm so tired."

The man looked down at her in a funny way, narrowed his doting eyes, couldn't help but kissed her small upturned nose again, and responded softly in a soft and hoarse voice, "En."

The man put her in the bathtub, patted her face, and asked in a low voice, "Can you wash yourself?"

Wen Nanning nodded indiscriminately, not sure if she heard clearly.

The man smiled, and went to the shower room to rinse for a while. When he came out, he had a towel around his waist. He glanced casually and found that she was lying on the edge of the bathtub and fell asleep.

Ji Yanxi sighed, threw a towel and walked over, he bent down and put his arm around her back to prevent her from slipping down, and helped her scrub with the other hand, every time his fingers passed by, there was a whimper in her throat exhort.

Ji Yanxi thought it was a sweet torture.

He helped her wash with all his self-control, stood up holding her armpit, then wrapped her in a bath towel casually, and walked out with her in his arms.

The master bedroom could no longer sleep. He took a look at the scene and said that it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a post-war wreckage. With a twist of his mouth, he turned and walked to the second bedroom.When her body touched the soft quilt again, Wen Nanning almost fell asleep holding the quilt for a second.

Ji Yanxi looked down at her, his eyes were thick and full of affection, the depth may not even be realized by himself.He sighed, got on the bed and hugged her from behind, and kissed her behind the ear, "Go to sleep."

The next day, Cheng Zhi came to pick her up, and Ji Yanxi went to the branch office for a meeting early in the morning, and did not let the housekeeper disturb her when she left.

The hotel's shading effect was so good that it was almost ten o'clock when Wen Nanning woke up.

She looked around blankly before remembering where she was.

She picked up the phone and saw Ji Yanxi's message.

"After breakfast, the butler will send you a car to take you back to Rongyuan. I'll pick you up in the afternoon and go back to Beicheng together."

Wen Nanning pursed her lips.

It has to be said that Ji Yanxi also has a considerate side, at least much more considerate than in bed.

On the bed, he brought out his domineering and black-bellied qualities to the fullest, saying that if you do it once, you will never do it just once, but want to set up defenses to make you compromise. In the end, you completely lose consciousness and can only let him get whatever he wants.

Wen Nanning snorted and called the front desk.

After a while, the butler brought breakfast to the room.

The service in the presidential suite is naturally top-notch. After breakfast, she went downstairs with her hand luggage and saw a Rolls Royce parked at the gate.