After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

Jiang Jincheng took a shower and changed his clothes and opened the door directly. The door made a crisp "click" sound that was particularly eye-catching in the darkness.

But it was already late at night, and most of the lights in the manor were off. Everyone had gone to bed, leaving only the candlesticks on the first floor still lit, so you could still clearly see the stairs under your feet.

Jiang Jincheng looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he quietly went down the stairs. Outside the manor was a large field of roses that looked like a maze.

I have to say that the owner of the manor has great taste. He used large patches of roses to form low walls, and the flowers on top are still covered with moisture, which is really beautiful.

However, Jiang Jincheng felt something was not right as he walked. He originally thought that this was a maze made up of rose bushes, but after turning around, he found something wrong. These roses did not look like a maze, but more like words.

Jiang Jincheng thought that since he had nothing to do, he might as well just walk around and see if he could guess the word based on his feeling.

But this rose bush was so huge that Jiang Jincheng couldn't guess what the word was for a while. Because it was so big, the characters were scattered and it was difficult to put the strokes together.

Jiang Jincheng walked for a long time without even figuring out how many words there were. However, he did figure out a word. The three rose bushes connected together looked like three drops of water, and the "工" (work) next to them formed exactly the shape of "江" (Jiang).

"Oh, the owner of this manor is also named Jiang, what a coincidence."

Jiang Jincheng smiled, but the strokes of the other characters were too complicated and he couldn't recognize them for a long time.

“It would be nice if there were drones…”

Jiang Jincheng said this, but in his heart he was thinking about going up to the open-air balcony on the third floor of the manor to take a look. Looking down from that high place he could directly see the words formed by the rose bushes.

Since he had nothing to do anyway, Jiang Jincheng simply went up to the third floor again. He was curious about the name of this manor owner named Jiang.

The door to the open-air balcony on the third floor was still open. He gently pushed the door open and walked in, leaning against the railing. Jiang Jincheng leaned forward slightly but suddenly froze in place.

The huge rose bush in the center of the manor formed exactly three words... "Jiang Jincheng".

Jiang Jincheng's body felt numb, he swallowed and cold sweat broke out on his palms.

"Uncle, are you surprised by this?"

Xiao Ling didn't know how long he leaned against the door. He looked at Jiang Jincheng's back, slowly exhaled, and then laughed dully: "But it doesn't matter anymore..."

"Uncle, this manor was also earned by me when I was in college. I originally wanted to leave it for you as a surprise... but it's no longer necessary."

Xiao Ling sighed and pursed his lips slightly: "We have a better relationship as elders and juniors. Uncle rejected me too many times... I am not such a shameless person."

"I originally thought that you would not discover the secret of this manor..."

"never mind…"

Jiang Jincheng turned around gently and looked at Xiao Ling's dark pupils. The moonlight tonight was indeed very good. Under the silver moonlight, Xiao Ling's face seemed to be filled with deep sorrow.

"Xiao Ling..."

Jiang Jincheng felt that the atmosphere was depressing but he didn't know how to break the deadlock. He kept hesitating to speak and was in a hot and cold attitude, which made Jiang Jincheng irritable and uneasy.

"Can you please stop making trouble..."

Jiang Jincheng exhaled heavily and looked at him in a hoarse voice: "I beg you, please stop making trouble."

"Can't you be a little more normal...you...I really..."

"Uncle, isn't this what you want? What else do you want me to do to be normal..."

Xiao Ling raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Jincheng, his voice hoarse with a hint of decadence and frustration.

"I have met your requirements. We are just a normal relationship between elders and juniors...superiors and subordinates..."

"Aren't these all what you want..."

"Xiao Ling, your hot and cold attitude, are you sure this is normal?"

Jiang Jincheng's voice finally became angry. He couldn't stand Xiao Ling's attitude as if he was the victim. It was like I did everything you said, why are you still not satisfied?

"Do you know what normal is, Xiao Ling?"

"As soon as you came in, you deliberately sat so far away as if you were avoiding the plague, and your words were full of sarcasm! You tell me this is normal!"

Jiang Jincheng clenched his fists and said coldly: "It would be fine if you always act like this, but you're hot and cold, sometimes avoiding me and sometimes pretending to care about me..."

"What do you want? You're so hot and cold, so how do you want me to treat you?"

Xiao Ling listened to him yelling quietly, then suddenly lowered his eyes and laughed hoarsely, his voice carrying some deep meaning: "Uncle, you observe very carefully..."

"So you really don't like me? If you don't have any feelings for me, how can you notice these things..."

Jiang Jincheng was slightly stunned, but saw Xiao Ling approaching gently. There was no trace of grievance and sadness on his face, but instead the joy and excitement of a winner.

"Uncle, your attention is on me... You have been looking at me and paying attention to me..."

"Even if you say you don't like me, when I really start to give up on you..."

"You panicked..."

Jiang Jincheng's pupils shrank and he subconsciously stepped back but was hugged by Xiao Ling around the waist. Xiao Ling buried his face in Jiang Jincheng's neck and deliberately breathed out hot air.

"Do you dare to admit it? You are... panicking..."

"Xiao Ling, don't forget what you said..."

"What did I say?"

Jiang Jincheng groaned and shuddered. Xiao Ling's lips caressed his earlobe, biting and kissing it.

"Let me think about it... I said I would keep our previous relationship with you... but the premise is that you have no feelings for me."

"Uncle, you really don't have any feelings for me?"

Before Jiang Jincheng could say anything, he felt a tongue prying open his lips and teeth. Xiao Ling's hands penetrated deeply into his hair and he pressed his lower back against the railing of the rooftop to pin him down.

"Uncle, I'm telling you the truth. I've never thought about resuming our previous relationship."

Jiang Jincheng's scalp was numb from the kiss, and he felt Xiao Ling's tongue plundering his mouth wildly. He whimpered softly and tried to push away but Xiao Ling held him tighter.

"Uncle, I don't want to pretend to be good anymore... I'm too tired..."

Xiao Ling gently unbuttoned Jiang Jincheng's shirt and looked at the red mark that had faded.

“It disappears so quickly…”

Jiang Jincheng opened his mouth and gasped, but felt pain in his neck. Xiao Ling pecked at his neck and collarbone bit by bit, but he seemed unsatisfied and bit them gently with his teeth.

"Uncle, I remember what I said last time: I'll plant you a new one after it disappears."

Jiang Jincheng's body froze, and he looked at Xiao Ling above him with trembling eyes: "Don't...don't...Xiao Ling..."

"Hiss...ah..."

For the first time, Jiang Jincheng couldn't help but scream out. He clutched Xiao Ling's sleeves tightly, closed his eyes and sobbed softly.

It's so embarrassing...really...

He didn't dare to open his eyes, otherwise his eyes would definitely reveal lust...

Jiang Jincheng couldn't stand it anymore, he squinted his eyes slightly, panted softly and said in a hoarse voice: "It's not fair..."

"Ok?"

Xiao Ling stopped kissing him and pecked Jiang Jincheng's lips to comfort him, and softened his voice to coax him: "Uncle, what do you want to be fair?"

"Your neck is clean... Why do you have so many marks on my neck..."

Jiang Jincheng had been annoyed by his kisses like this for a long time. Damn, he was covered in red marks all day long, just like a female mosquito nest in Africa. Xiao Ling was happy and did everything he could without any problems.

"Uncle, do you know what you are talking about?"

Xiao Ling chuckled and looked up at Jiang Jincheng, who was breathing heavily and had a red face. His sharp eyes, which were usually used when he was interrogating prisoners, were now looking at him with strong lust...

The person who is usually high and mighty and untouchable...seduce me with such an alluring expression...

"What do you want to do..."

Xiao Ling knew that even if Jiang Jincheng still couldn't accept being with him, at least she had become a slave to lust under him. Xiao Ling felt that Jiang Jincheng's current state could be described as unsatisfied.

"Can you please come back, uncle?"

Xiao Ling pecked at the corner of Jiang Jincheng's cheek, tempting him little by little. He smiled softly and repeated, "Leave the same marks all over my neck, okay?"