Perfect match

Sheng Jinyan took Rong Lin's hand and brought her into his arms.

Rong Lin fell into his arms unexpectedly, her eyes were full of astonishment, "Ah Yan, why do you drink so much wine in such a good manner?"

Sheng Jinyan's eye circles were red, looking at Rong Lin's red lips opening and closing, he lost his remaining rationality.

His voice was low and hoarse, "Rong Rong, I want you..."

Before Rong Lin could react, Sheng Jinyan had already picked her up and pressed her down again.

He no longer had the patience to undo the buttons on Rong Lin's yarn-woven shirt, he stretched the two skirts and pulled the shirt vigorously, revealing a large piece of white snow.

He also took off the shirt on Sheng Jinyan's body in the same way. His slender fingers penetrated into Rong Lin's dark caramel-colored skirt, and slowly pushed the skirt up.

Then, he straightened up a little, put his knees against Rong Lin's thighs, and untied the belt buckle with one hand.

When Rong Lin saw Sheng Jinyan, who was dissatisfied with desire and a little scary, she asked coldly, "Sheng Jinyan, what's wrong with you?"

Sheng Jinyan leaned down and kissed Rong Lin's lips, swallowing her voice.

He pried open the fragrant fragrance in Rong Lin's mouth, which was greedily sucked by his lips and teeth, but his hands reached below her waist to gently relieve her discomfort.

Rong Lin was slowly ignited by Sheng Jinyan's fiery passion, and then began to respond to his kiss passionately.

Sheng Jinyan stopped suddenly, stretched his arms and looked at Rong Lin who had a charming cheek below him, "Rong Lin, promise me, you will never leave me in this life...don't leave..."

The man who was originally domineering and domineering now lost all his edges and corners, restrained and restless, and his aggrieved and longing eyes were particularly distressing.

Rong Lin wrapped her arms around Sheng Jinyan's neck, "I will never leave you, never."

Sheng Jinyan curled his lips, and then he moved forward and began to ask for whatever he wanted.

It was only now that Rong Lin realized that Sheng Jinyan hadn't let go completely before, he held back his strength and depth, but now she knew the strength and strength of this man, and it took her a long time to get used to it before she gradually gained the slightest sense of joy.

After a long time, Rong Lin felt that the leather sofa became sticky under her back due to thin sweat.

Suddenly, Sheng Jinyan straightened up to the peak, and then slowly fell on her body, his cheek pressed against Rong Lin's neck.

After the comfort attack, Rong Lin felt a warm liquid running across her neck, and she knew that it was not Sheng Jinyan's sweat but his tears. 166 novels

Sheng Jinyan's outgoing emotions let Rong Lin know that her man is on the verge of collapse.

After they were free, the two had their own concerns.

Sheng Jinyan felt ashamed, but Rong Lin remembered that Sheng Jinyan once said that he was a man with many secrets.

Is he acting out today because of his secrets, and how did he get mental illness, what mental illness does he have?

Sheng Jinyan adjusted his mood and kissed Rong Lin's cheek.

He lowered his eyes, "Rongrong, did I hurt you just now?"

Rong Lin turned around and hugged Sheng Jinyan, "Fortunately, if you do this again in the future, I will castrate you."

Sheng Jin said, "..."

He paused for a moment, and then laughed heartily. Hearing his laughter, Rong Lin was a little relieved.

Sheng Jinyan's eyes were dark, and he smiled lowly, "If you eunuch me, you will have no happiness at all, that sexual happiness."

Rong Lin wanted to get up, but saw Sheng Jinyan put on his clothes and said, "Wait for me."

After speaking, he quickly walked into the master bedroom.

When Sheng Jinyan came out again, he had an extra big blanket in his hand. He wrapped Rong Lin up and hugged her firmly in his arms, "Rong Rong, I'll give you a bath, I know you're exhausted!"

Rong Lin blushed, but she didn't have the strength to beat Sheng Jinyan anymore.

In the bathroom, Rong Lin experienced the extremely gentle bathing service provided by Sheng Jinyan, so comfortable that she didn't want to get up in the bathtub.

And Sheng Jinyan, who had taken a shower, waited on Rong Lin with a towel wrapped around him.

She smiled brightly and was extremely sexy. She blew a bubble on Sheng Jinyan's abs, "You are so attentive, what do you want?"

Sheng Jinyan, who swept away the haze, leaned over and kissed Rong Lin's forehead, "I want to...do it!"

Rong Lin raised her hand and punched Sheng Jinyan, but he quickly held the white hand in his palm.

Sheng Jinyan spread Rong Lin's hand and kissed her palm affectionately, "Rong Lin, I love you."

Rong Lin paused slightly, "I love you too...very much."

Sheng Jinyan's big palm reached the back of her head slightly forward, and his thin lips turned up again, kissing tenderly and tenderly.

In the faint warm light, figures on the bed move in pairs, and the natural love lasts especially long in the night...

On the other side, Luo Jian who was going to pick up Luo Yuanhong waited for a long time outside the box before Luo Yuanhong arrived.

Luo Yuanhong drank a lot of wine, but Sheng Bixing who came out after him was not drunk.

Luo Jian supported Luo Yuanhong, and greeted Sheng Bixing, "Uncle Sheng, is my dad too happy and drunk?"

Seeing Luo Jian's face full of joy, Sheng Bixing was quite satisfied, "Every time we meet, which one does he not have?"

Luo Jian smiled and nodded, "Okay, then I'll help my dad go first."

Sheng Bixing glanced at his assistant Peng Lang.

Peng Lang knew how to help Luo Jian support Luo Yuanhong, and sent him to the car.

After Luo Jian said goodbye to Sheng Bixing who walked out, she drove away.

Sheng Bixing said to Peng Lang when he saw the car was driving far away, "In the past few days, find a restaurant with a good environment and few people and arrange for Sheng Ting and Luo Jian to have a look."



Peng Lang nodded, "Okay, sir."

He lowered his head and asked again, "Second Young Master Sheng Jinyan, when shall we do it?"

Sheng Bixing scoffed coldly, "Bai Zhirong wants to quarrel with him, let's wait until they have a small quarrel!"

Sheng Bixing loosened his tie, and his eyes revealed a stern look, "Wolf boy, you have plotted against my own father, and if you don't teach him a lesson, you really treat yourself like a human being."

Peng Lang's eyes were dark, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "If Mister intends to do something, I'm ready to kidnap someone at any time."

Sheng Bixing patted Peng Lang on the shoulder, "Xiao Lang, it would be great if you were my son, you are much more capable than that wolf cub Sheng Jinyan. Be careful in your actions and don't make any mistakes."

Peng Lang's eyes were full of joy, and he said in a deep voice, "Understood, don't worry, sir."

He said to Sheng Jinyan again, "You wait for me here, I'll pick up the car."

Sheng Bixing nodded, he also drank a lot of wine, he walked to the side and rested his arms on the camphor tree next to him to relax.

Peng Lang walked to the underground parking lot, and took out his mobile phone at a blind corner of the surveillance system. He sent a text message with his unidentified mobile phone number, and then he removed the mobile phone card and threw it into the grille of the drain cover.

The dual-card mobile phone became a single-card again, and Peng Lang raised his eyes to look in the direction of Sheng Bixing, with a look of disdain and cruelty in his eyes.

On the other side, Luo Yuanhong was sitting up after getting into the car.

He said to Luo Jian who was driving but looking around, "Jian Jian, what are you looking for?"

Luo Jian frowned, "Look for the mailbox."

Luo Yuanhong laughed, "Do you still have that old antique? What do you want to mail?"

Luo Jian didn't speak, and said after a while, "Dad, what are you talking about with Uncle Sheng? I think you are very happy."

Luo Yuanhong recalled the conversation with Sheng Bixing, he curled his lips, "Jian Jian, it's time for you to fall in love, the child of the Sheng family is a good choice."

Luo Jian's heart skipped a beat, "You mean Sheng Jinyan?"

She quickly explained, "Dad, don't trick me, I can't control him."

But Luo Jian said in her heart that he was my best friend Rong Lin's man, and I would never touch or think about it.

Luo Yuanhong was a little regretful, "Father doesn't admire many young talents, and Sheng Jinyan is definitely one of them. He knows how to do business, has a unique vision, and has courage. Not good..."

He lowered his eyes for a moment, "Even his father Sheng Bixing doesn't like him...how can I let you associate with such a man?"

Luo Jian rolled her eyes, thinking of how Rong Lin said Sheng Jinyan loved her for 11 years, she felt that such a man would soon disappear.

She felt that this had nothing to do with Luo Yuanhong, "Dad, people should not be judged by their appearance."

Luo Yuanhong added, "So, Dad arranged for you and..."

Luo Jian saw a mailbox, she stepped on the brakes quickly...