After the rebirth, the national teacher became popular with metaphysics

Perhaps it was because the letter left by Xia Changsheng had a great impact on Rong Jing. Master Rong, who had never thought much about such things, suddenly cared about it.

Even though she fell into a dream, her brows were slightly furrowed, looking uneasy.

Early the next morning, it was rare for Rong Jing to get up late.

In the room, Uncle Xie had already prepared a change of clothes, and I don't know how he guessed the size of Rong Jing's clothes. Although the clothes he brought over were a little loose, they fit well.

His figure is extremely slender, his posture is stretched and straight, and the light-colored underwear with a casual atmosphere is worn on him, not only does not look weird, but it blends with his extremely mysterious and cold aura. , There is a kind of extremely contradictory, sharp and soft beauty.

When washing, the long hair that hangs down is a bit in the way.

The little hair tie prepared by Uncle Xie was not fancy, Rong Jing casually picked up the one she used last night and tied her long hair behind her head, and splashed the wet and cold water on her face, dispelling the last trace of confusion in her consciousness. Also washed away.

After wiping her face with a clean towel, Rong Jing looked up at the indifferent eyes of the person in the glasses, then turned and walked out of the room.

Bright sunlight came in from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a faint halo on the dark wool carpet.

The copper wall lamp was turned off by the maid who came to clean it early in the morning, and the wooden staircase fence bears a little trace of time.

It seemed that he heard the sound of him opening the door. Not long after Rong Jing walked out of the room, Xie Xuanqing also came out of the gym not far away.

It was late spring at this time, and the weather in Beijing was still a bit chilly, even when Rong Jing woke up, she was wearing an extra light coat.

But Xie Xuanqing just went for an hour of jogging in the morning, and just punched in the gym for a while, the blood in his body was surging, and he was only wearing a dark gray sports vest.

When he came out, Xie Xuanqing was still wearing gloves, the muscles on his bare arms were stretched, his dark gray vest was wet with sweat, his whole body was full of enthusiasm, sharp and fierce.

When seeing Rong Jing, Xie Xuan lightly bit off his glove, the sharpness in his brows and eyes had not dissipated, but his tone was gentle: "Good morning, sir. Did you not sleep well last night?"

Rong Jing looked at him and said nothing.

During the time in the southern province, it was not that Rong Jing didn't know that Xie Xuanqing had the habit of exercising. Many times, Rong Jing would run a few laps outside Xie's villa with Xie Xuanqing.

However, Xie Xuanqing seldom went to the southern province. Although there was a gym built there, the configuration inside did not meet Xie Xuanqing's usual exercise habits, so he never went in.

So this is the first time Rong Jing saw Xie Xuan lightly punching him.

He once went abroad to learn fighting, and the person who trained him was a famous outlaw abroad. Every move and style taught to him was the simplest and neatest killing move, without any pretensions.

The moves practiced in this way are not pretty, but they can completely mobilize the muscles of Xie Xuanqing's body.

The soft muscles tensed instantly, and when the fist fell on the sandbag, the violent impact would react back all the strength Xie Xuanqing had used.

The adrenaline surged, and the sweat was secreted from the body, covering the honey-brown skin with glitter.

Enthusiastic, with an undisguised aggressiveness, it is similar to but very different from Xie Xuanqing, who usually wears a suit and has a stern look, an extremely sexy existence.

Rong Jing's eyes unconsciously passed over Xie Xuanqing's sweat-drenched chest full of steam, and then fell on his smooth and beautiful arms with gloves on.

The rope of the glove was tied a little tight.

After Xie Xuanqing greeted Rong Jing, he frowned, lowered his head, bit the knot, and pulled the rope forcefully.

His black hair, which was wet with sweat, hung down on his forehead, which made his eyes look cold and sharp, and his handsomeness was extraordinary.

Xie Xuan lightly took off the glove, and saw Rong Jing still standing where he was, looking at him lightly, not knowing what he was thinking, but looking a little serious.

With a slight movement in his eyes, Xie Xuanqing noticed Rong Jing's long hair tied up today, and saw Rong Jing look away very quickly, and then walked over.

Patriarch Xie was rarely at a loss: "...Mister?"

"En." Rong Jing replied very quickly, her tone still light.

He lowered his eyes, and his eyes did not stay on Xie Xuanqing for too long, but when he caught a glimpse of his dark gray vest stained with sweat, he still reminded him: "...Remember to wipe off the sweat. "

After all, the temperature in Beijing is not too high. Wearing wet clothes and seeing the wind, even if Xie Xuanqing is in good physical condition, he is prone to cold and cold.

His reminder was exactly the same as when Uncle Xie reminded Xie Xuanqing before.

Hearing this, he felt a little helpless, Xie Xuan lightly held the glove in his hand, stared down at Rong Jing for a few seconds, looked at the reddish ears of the other party lightly, and then smiled and said: "Okay, thank you Sir reminded."

As he spoke, he turned around and threw the gloves back into the gym. He raised his hand and took off the wet sports vest, and picked up a clean towel to wipe off the sweat on his body casually.

He didn't guard against Rong Jing when he did this.

The wooden gym door was wide open. Standing outside the door, Rong Jing could clearly see the layout of the entire gym.

The fitness equipment full of cold and powerful breath was randomly placed on the ground. In the open rest area, Xie Xuan lightly turned his back to him. Without the cover of the sports vest, his back was tight and sharp.

The muscles that are not too exaggerated are attached under the skin, stretching wantonly with Xie Xuanqing's movements, with a kind of extreme restraint and secret sex appeal.

Rong Jing's eyes fell on that tight and powerful waist for an instant, and then she turned her eyes away gently.

Feeling a little uncomfortable in my heart.

Xie Xuanqing quickly changed into a set of clothes and came out of the gym. It wasn't until she met Xie Xuanqing's eyes again that Rong Jing came back to her senses——

He was just casually reminding, Xie Xuan listened lightly and just changed his clothes, why did he stand here and wait?

But it seems that these words are not easy to say in front of Xie Xuanqing.

Rong Guoshi frowned slightly, but still suppressed the subtle anxiety in his heart that he didn't know why.

Xie Xuanqing's eyes flicked between his brows and eyes, and he vaguely felt as if he had discovered something.

The smile on his lips couldn't help but deepen, Xie Xuan lightly held the used towel in his hand, but he was the first to ask, "Have you had breakfast, sir?"

There was still a bit of panting after exercising in his voice, which was shallow and not obvious, but blended into the deep voice, it appeared a bit strange and attractive.

Rong Jing felt that her ears were a little numb when she heard this, her amber eyes moved slightly, and then she backed away without a trace.

After a pause for a second, he finally realized what Xie Xuanqing asked, and replied calmly with lowered eyelashes, "No."

"I also guessed that it was gone." The coldness between Xie Xuanqing's brows melted away, and the remaining sharp breath mixed with the gentleness shown when facing Rong Jing. "Uncle Xie should let the kitchen heat everything up, and I'll go down with you?"

This is Xie's old house, Rong Jing will naturally not stop the other party from doing what he wants to do.

With a faint "um", Rong Jing turned around and walked towards the elevator.

Xie Xuanqing followed behind him.

It has clearly disappeared from the field of vision, but for some reason, Xie Xuanqing's sense of presence today is too strong.

Rong Jing could hear the imperceptible rubbing sound of the opponent's footsteps when they landed on the thick wool carpet, and could feel the steady stream of heat from the opponent's body that was not far or near behind.

There is also a hint of Xie Xuanqing's sweat smell in the slightly cool sandalwood, which is not unpleasant.

But this unique smell of Xie Xuanqing has been lingering between the mouth and nose, and when walking, it seems that the whole person is wrapped in the breath of the other party, a little too intimate and ambiguous.

As soon as this cognition appeared in Rong Jing's mind, it lingered, especially when entering the elevator, the other party's aura became more obvious.

Xie Xuan lightly stretched out his hand and pressed the first floor where the restaurant was located, and Rong Jing subconsciously took a step back at the moment of his movement.

Then in the next second, Rong Jing reacted again, raised her eyes to meet Xie Xuanqing's puzzled gaze, Rong Jing pursed her lips, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Sir... are you feeling unwell today?" Xie Xuanqing had been paying attention to his expression all the way, and when he saw his reaction, he asked in a low voice.

The deep eyes are completely black, and only his figure is reflected at this moment.

Rong Jing met his gaze, and after two seconds, she lowered her eyelashes and replied flatly, "It's nothing."

The elevator door opened just at this time, Rong Jing walked out of the elevator first, and Uncle Xie came up not far away: "Mr. Rong."

Then he saw Xie Xuanqing coming out behind Rong Jing: "Patriarch."

Xie Xuanqing's gaze was still on Rong Jing, and when he heard Uncle Xie's voice, he gave a soft "um" and asked, "Is there any breakfast in the kitchen?"

"Some, some, they're all hot." Uncle Xie has worked in Xie's family for decades, and almost watched Xie Xuanqing grow up. How could he not guess his thoughts on Rong Jing? Extremely heavy, seeing that Rong Jing didn't go downstairs this morning, she just asked the kitchen to heat up the prepared breakfast.

But after all, it has been a while, Uncle Xie thought about it, and went to the kitchen to order them to order a new order of noodles.

The hot dim sum was brought up first, and the portion was not much. When the lid was opened, hot steam rose up, blurring the expression of the person sitting opposite.

Xie Xuanqing got up early, but he had already eaten.

However, because he had to do morning exercises, he didn't eat much, and he was completely exhausted at this time.

Smelling the aroma of dim sum, Xie Xuanqing asked Uncle Xie to bring an extra pair of chopsticks, but he also picked up a small bun and ate it bluntly.

Because it has been kept warm on the stove, although it has been left for two hours, the taste of the dim sum has not changed much.

The snow-white soft bun skin is wrapped with a thick meat filling in soup. When you bite it down, the slightly hot juice melts into the soft bun skin, which tastes very good.

Rong Jing ate two slowly, and the new noodles from the kitchen were brought over.

Because it's breakfast, the chef's cooking tends to be light.

The hand-pulled thin noodles are scalded just right in the boiling hot broth, and a small spoonful of toppings gives the green and tender vegetables a layer of tempting oily fragrance.

Rong Jing mixed the toppings with chopsticks, and the faint fragrance of green onion and garlic and the umami of other ingredients came, which aroused the gluttons in people's stomachs.

Xie Xuan lightly finished the remaining small buns and snacks, and then watched Rong Jing eat the noodles with her head down.

His eating habits are always good-looking, and this time is no exception.

The pale pink lips were slightly reddish from the burning of the noodles. After taking a bite, Rong Jing picked up the noodles and blew them slowly.

Xie Xuan watched quietly.

It wasn't until Rong Jing put down the bowls and chopsticks that he seemed to come back to his senses, and reached for a tissue.

He originally wanted to hand it over directly, but Xie Xuanqing looked at Rong Jing's brow sweating a little while eating the noodles because the noodles were a little hot. Jing wiped her lips and forehead.

"Sweating." Xie Xuan whispered as if explaining his actions.

After he approached, the presence of the slightly cool sandalwood fragrance blended with his own smell became even stronger.

The moment Rong Jing smelled that breath, she reflexively thought of the appearance of Xie Xuanqing wearing a sports vest today, which was a little sharp, a little wild, very...very different.

His body froze unconsciously for a second, his straight back leaned against the back of the chair, his long silver-white hair was tied casually behind his back, and his exposed ears, like suet jade, were gradually dyed with a touch of light. pink.

Xie Xuan lightly squeezed the tissue in his hand, his eyes flicked over those two ears.

When throwing the used tissue into the trash can, whether it was intentional or unintentional, his fingertips brushed against Rong Jing's auricle, and the cool touch was instantly transmitted to his mind through the hot ear tip.

Xie Xuan lightly withdrew his hand, and saw the silver-white head below quickly turned to one side.

Feeling a little funny for a moment, Xie Xuan lowered his eyes lightly, as if he had just discovered it, and asked softly: "Sir, your ears...why do they look so red?"

His tone sounded as if he was really just puzzled, when Rong Jing heard his voice, her calm expression froze instantly.

Seeing this, Xie Xuan lightly moved his fingertips, and then lightly rubbed against the tip of Rong Jing's ear again.

Only this time, his movements became slower, and after rubbing his fingertips on the pinna, he moved to the soft earlobe.

The originally white and round earlobes were now dyed with rich powder, and because of his actions, the color became darker unconsciously, like a beautiful red agate. .

It's just that this idea can only be thought about, the moment his fingertips rubbed against the earlobe, Rong Jing immediately came to his senses.

At this moment, there is still something he can't figure out. Xie Xuanqing's words just now were clearly asked on purpose!

Opening Xie Xuanqing's palm all at once, Rong Guoshi frowned, rarely getting angry.

"I want to go back."

Uncle Xie was still in the living room. Although he couldn't see this side, it was hard for Rong Jing to say anything in front of the elders. She pursed her lips and said in a cold tone.

Xie Xuanqing: "..."

Accidentally amused too much.

Patriarch Xie was very good at judging the situation, so he immediately stood up straight and admitted his mistake in a low voice, "Sir, I was wrong."

This time it was Rong Jing's turn: "...".

Xie Xuan lowered his brows and eyes lightly, letting Rong Jing look at him with a look of "I admit my mistake is extremely good".

After a while, Rong Jing finally let go of her frowning, and heard Xie Xuan sigh softly and softly: "It's just that Mr. is really... so cute."

Every time he saw it, he couldn't help but want to tease him.

This should be human nature, right?

Rong Jing: "...I'll go back now."

His tone was colder.

But he is an excellent talker after all. Xie Xuanqing has been with him for two lifetimes and knows his temperament very well.

Seeing that he was really ashamed and annoyed at this moment, he quickly stopped talking, coaxed Shun Mao earnestly, and finally calmed Rong Guoshi's anger away.

Xie Xuanqing breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to comb his loose long hair again, and then said with a smile: "The kitchen just said that I will show you a good show at noon today, sir, is it true that you won't stay for a while longer?" ?”

When he said this, Uncle Xie happened to pass by, and he also looked at Rong Jing when he heard the words, his eyes were exactly the same as Xie Xuanqing's when he was pitiful: "Mr. Rong is leaving now? It's rare to have a chance to entertain in the kitchen." guest……"

Rong Jing: "..."

Although Uncle Xie's words were part of acting, the meaning was not fake.

The Xie family has been able to develop to this point, naturally there are many business partners it cooperates with.

But Xie Xuanqing never brought them to the old house, but entertained them directly outside.

Uncle Xie has been by Xie Xuanqing's side for so many years, and he has only seen him bring Rong Jing back.

Although he didn't know why Rong Jing wanted to leave so soon, Uncle Xie stood in the position of Xie's elders, and still spoke for Xie Xuanqing.

Rong Jing met his gaze, and for some reason, she also noticed what he said, "It's rare for the chef to entertain guests".

It seems to be the same, whether it is Xie Chong in the previous life or Xie Xuanqing in this life, they are a bit withdrawn in this respect, unless he is present, otherwise they are all alone.

Xie Chong in the previous life was better, Emperor Ziwei ordered everything to go smoothly, and Xie's parents were naturally long-lived.

Accompanied by relatives, Xie Chong did not have many close friends around him in the end, but he was not alone.

But in this life, Xie Xuanqing was born with the fate of a lonely evil spirit, and he restrained his father and mother against all the people close to him. Over the years, by Xie Xuanqing's side... Maybe there really aren't many people to accompany him.

Feeling inexplicably uncomfortable, Rong Jing thought of the scene she saw last night when Xie Xuanqing's figure disappeared into the night, and finally said: "...you can go back in the afternoon."

Uncle Xie's expression relaxed instantly, and he said with a respectful smile, "Then I'll go to the kitchen to remind you now."

As soon as he said that, he acted immediately, Rong Jing watched his movements: "..."

Okay.

With Uncle Xie's interruption, Rong Jing didn't care so much about Xie Xuanqing's previous actions.

The amber eyes glanced lightly at the other party, and Rong Jing completely relaxed her brows.

Seeing this, Xie Xuan was relieved, but also a little funny.

His husband is really...

Ordinary people only see his handsome appearance and indifferent temperament, but they don't know how soft his heart is.

Xie Xuanqing thought of this, but felt an indescribable and strange sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Only he knows this kind of Rong Jing.

Only he has such a gentleman.

Treasures beyond the reach of others are treasured in his bosom, and only he, Xie Xuanqing, can get a glimpse of the whole picture.

Sighing softly, Xie Xuan looked at Rong Jing quietly, his eyes filled with tender affection that he himself did not know.

With Uncle Xie's reminder, the kitchen really started to prepare, and a very sumptuous lunch was cooked. Although the portions of each dish were not large, they were all in line with Rong Jing's taste.

After eating slowly like this, Rong Jing swallowed the last bite of crab meat, and her stomach was just seventy percent full.

And the food on the table was not wasted. Xie Xuanqing's body is stronger than Rong Jing's, and he exercised for a long time in the morning. Even if he had some snacks in the middle, he still consumed a lot. The unbearable meal is finished.

The servant removed the used bowls and chopsticks from the table.After simply rinsing his mouth, Xie Xuanqing stood up from his seat, but he did not send Rong Jing back directly at this time, but asked with a smile: "Sir, do you want to take a walk in the garden?"

Rong Jing turned her head and thought for a while, and finally said "um" in a reserved manner.

After dinner is to go for a walk.

It was already late when he came here yesterday, and many of the arrangements in the garden were unclear.

It was only past noon at this time, and the sun was at its brightest, so the entire garden could be seen in full view.

Apart from the recently transplanted rose bush, there are also many shrubs and flowers in the garden of Xie's old house.

The green or thick green is mixed with light pink and yellow flowers of various colors. The bright sunshine and the breeze fall on the body together, but it is an extremely comfortable and quiet afternoon.

Rong Jing walked quietly on the cobbled path.

Ornamental shrubs were planted on both sides, and the weather was just right at this time, so a lot of new shoots sprouted. The branches and leaves that grew wildly looked interesting, but also a bit overbearing.

In order to avoid the protruding branches of these bushes, Rong Jing moved to the middle of the path.

Xie Xuanqing was walking side by side with him, when Rong Jing moved over, the distance between them shortened once again.

I don't know who touched the opponent's hand first.

When Rong Jing came to his senses, Xie Xuanqing had already clasped his fingers, leaned side by side with him and continued to walk forward.

The fingers are filled.

Wrists intertwined.

Palms facing each other.

The warm temperature continued to come from the hands of the person beside him, Rong Jing's fingertips moved, and then felt the tightness of the hand.

After visiting the rest of the garden, Xie Xuan went to the garage and drove out the Cullinan he often drove, and personally sent Rong Jing back to the community where Rong Jing lived.

As dusk approached, gorgeous clouds spread across the sky, dyeing the earth with an extremely beautiful color.

Xie Xuan lightly steered the car to the parking space outside the community, looked at Rong Jing who had unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car, and suddenly called out: "Sir."

Rong Jing turned around with a light expression.

I thought that Xie Xuanqing should say goodbye to him as before, but I didn't expect that the other party smiled and said: "Next time...will you go to see flowers together?"

Today when they approached the flower garden, the roses that had been battered by the rain before had stood upright, and the light-colored flower buds were slightly unfolded, and they seemed to be able to continue to live and bloom.

Rong Jing exchanged glances with him, and then replied very lightly, "Yes."

Xie Xuan heard the words lightly, and the smile on his lips deepened.

Holding the steering wheel, he finally said, "Then, see you next time, sir."

Rong Jing nodded lightly, indicating that she heard it, then turned around and continued to walk into the community.

Xie Xuanqing was not in a hurry to leave, and watched his back quietly drifting away.

Suddenly, Rong Jing's footsteps stopped.

Xie Xuan looked up suspiciously, and saw him turn around slightly, but looked at him and asked, "Do you want to sit up?"

Rong Jing didn't know why she suddenly sent this invitation to Xie Xuanqing.

Probably because the lonely figure I saw last night was too profound.

It may also be that the presence of the sandalwood box in his hand is too distinct.

When Rong Jing walked back to the community, the figures of Xia Changsheng and others kept flashing in his mind, interacting with Xie Xuanqing's key figure hiding in the night.

Feeling subtly sore and uncomfortable, Rong Jing finally turned her head and asked Xie Xuanqing this question.

It's just that after the words came out, Rong Jing felt something was wrong again.However, Xie Xuanqing got out of the car after hearing his questioning words, and when those dark eyes were shining, when they fell on him, she seemed a little nervous: "Is it okay?"

Seeing this, Rong Jing pursed her lips, and replied calmly: "... yes."

Xie Xuan closed the car door lightly and followed directly.

It's not that he hasn't been to Rong Jing's house before.

But every time I come here, it seems to be different.

The script that has been read many times is casually placed on the coffee table, and a light coat is also placed on the sofa.

It is not like Xie's old house where servants keep the used things tidy all the time, but it does not have a breath of life.

Xie Xuanqing sat down on the sofa and glanced at the script on the table.

As if thinking of something, Xie Xuan asked lightly: "Speaking of which, what was the result of your audition sir?"

Rong Jing just came over to pour a cup of tea, and when she heard his question, she also recalled her performance in the audition at that time.

Frowning, Rong Jing said: "Director Jiang Ning said that we will notify you if there are any results."

Speaking of which, he also had a bit of a trick when he auditioned.

Xie Xuanqing's gaze is similar but different from Ji Yihan in the script of "Summer Flowers". Rong Jing often gets along with Xie Xuanqing, and at that time she also subconsciously merged Xie Xuanqing's gaze with Ji Yihan in the script. Together.

"Is that so..." Xie Xuan responded in a low voice, but said, "I believe in sir."

Rong Jing: "...um."

Putting the two cups of clear water on the coffee table, Rong Jing pushed one of them over.

Xie Xuan took it lightly, bowed his head and took a sip.

Because the audition was mentioned, Rong Jing unconsciously observed his movements at this moment.

Xie Xuan swallowed the clear and sweet tea lightly, but lowered his eyes and said, "Sir."

The voice is deep and sweet, with a touch of seductive magnetism.

Following his voice, Rong Jing raised her head, and Xie Xuan lightly rubbed her cheek with the other hand.

He heard Xie Xuanqing continue to say: "You look at me like this...it makes me want to kiss you."

Eyelashes trembled slightly, Rong Jing was not quite sure how she answered at that time.

But he also seemed to have a vague thought in his heart, so when Xie Xuan lowered his eyes and kissed him, he closed his eyes, but he didn't avoid it.

A hand was suddenly clasped tightly.

Warm breath approached.

His lips were lightly rubbed.

Xie Xuanqing lightly tapped on his lips as if probing and as if hesitating.

Then just when Rong Jing felt a little dazed and was about to push back, Xie Xuanqing's movements suddenly became heavier.

The thin pink lips were bitten lightly, Rong Jing licked them subconsciously, and the tip of her tongue touched a very similar, warm and flexible existence.

Xie Xuan knocked open his teeth slowly and forcefully.

The faint but hard to ignore sound of water came, Xie Xuanqing clasped Rong Jing's fingers with one hand, raised the other hand, and gently pressed the back of Rong Jing's head.

Soft long silver hair brushed lightly in the palm of his hand, Xie Xuan lightly opened his eyes, stared at Rong Jing, and took any expression on his face into his eyes.

Thick and slender eyelashes are like a fan made of crow feathers.

When Rong Jing opened her eyes, the presence of the pair of eyelashes was not high.

But he closed his eyes at this time, perhaps because Xie Xuanqing's movements were a little heavier, Rong Jing's brows were slightly frowned, and the pair of eyelashes trembled and fluttered slightly following the master's mood, as if scratching. In Xie Xuanqing's heart.

Further down, there is a beautiful bridge of nose.

Rong Jing was born very well, even with a nose, if it increases by one point, it will be more, and if it is minus one point, it will be less.

Even if he was dissatisfied with the former Heavenly Dao, Xie Xuanqing had to admit at this time that Rong Jing's appearance was really born after being favored by the Heavenly Dao.

His thin lips, which had always been light, were occupied by him at this time.

Xie Xuan lightly thought of Rong Jing's lips that always seemed to have lost a lot of blood, and the movement of the lips became a little more serious, and the teeth lightly bit on them again, which made the skin glow red. color.

A slight pain and a strange numbness came together, Rong Jing felt the sensation on her lips, and opened her eyes involuntarily.

A layer of frost formed in the amber eyes.

It's just that he has too little experience, and he didn't breathe smoothly during the kiss, so a layer of watery color accumulated in his eyes, and as he opened his eyes, it stained his eyelashes, dispelling the layer that was already there. The less hard frost melted away.

Xie Xuan gently moved the hand behind his head, and wiped his knuckles at the corners of his eyes.

He gently wiped away any spilled water color.

Rong Jing's nostrils were filled with his breath, and the air in his mouth was constantly being plundered by him.

It was as if... the whole person was occupied by Xie Xuanqing, which was a little scary.

Finally, as if he noticed that his breath was becoming unstable, or his eyes were too confused, Xie Xuanqing finally let go of the shackles on him, and moved back a little.

His empty hand brushed against Rong Jing's lips, which he personally dyed, Xie Xuan lightly felt the wetness from his fingertips, and said with a smile: "...Thank you, sir, for your hospitality."

Rong Jing blinked her eyelashes before realizing what he said: "..."

Her cheeks were slightly reddened by the previous kiss.

Rong Jing raised her hand subconsciously, and wiped it over her lips. When she touched the faint touch of water that Xie Xuanqing had missed, the pink color on her cheeks, like peach petals, deepened even more. .

He tried his best to straighten his expression, and said with sullen eyebrows, "...don't say that."

There was an inexplicable hoarseness in his usually clear voice.

Xie Xuan lightly glanced at his face with deep eyes, but smiled kindly and said: "Okay, sir."

Saying this, he still didn't let go of the shackles on Rong Jing.

Rong Jing felt something keenly, raised her eyes and looked at Xie Xuan lightly.

In the next second, his lips were bitten again.

The already unstable breath became even more messy in an instant.

Xie Xuanqing's empty hand no longer pressed the back of Rong Jing's head, but gently landed on the back of his neck.

The thin skin was tender and sensitive, Rong Jing's body trembled when excited by his movements, and even the tip of her tongue moved accordingly.

Xie Xuan lightly noticed his subtle "response", the color in his eyes deepened, and the aura of encroachment emanating from his body became stronger.

The back of Rong Jing's neck was pinched by him, and his mind hadn't recovered from the kiss just now, but he vaguely thought of what he saw in the corridor this morning, Xie Xuanqing wearing a sports vest.

At this time, Xie Xuanqing was wearing a very serious and abstinent black suit, but the tie at the neckline was torn off at some point, and the two buttons were pulled away, revealing a very tough neck.

The aura on his body now is a bit like what Rong Jing felt this morning, a bit too strong, so sharp that people can't help but want to avoid it.

Rong Jing also followed the thoughts in her heart, but Xie Xuanqing's hand pinched the back of his neck, and with a little force, he was forced to move forward.

Ear tips started to heat up.

Rong Jing blinked her eyes, and suddenly, she seemed to hear Xie Xuanqing's light laughter again.

"Sir... what are you doing here?"

There was a bit of hoarseness in the deep voice, Rong Jing came back to her senses, and saw that her free hand had caught Xie Xuanqing's collar at some point, through the thin shirt, and caught it. Tight muscles inside.

Rong Jing: "..."

Even her cheeks were a little hot, Rong Jing silently let go of her hand with a tense expression.

He has never been involved in love affairs in the world, and at this time he allowed Xie Xuanqing to make progress, because the previous events made him feel a little soft-hearted towards Xie Xuanqing, but he didn't know why he would do such a thing.

It's just that now that she has realized it, Rong Jing's expression is serious, but she wants to get up and leave.

Xie Xuanqing didn't expect that he just wanted to tease Rong Jing, and the other party's reaction was so strong.

Frowning somewhat annoyedly, Xie Xuan gently squeezed Rong Jing's hand, and with a light force of his fingers, he pulled him back again.

— There was a distinct, strange tactile sensation around the legs.

As a man, Xie Xuanqing is no stranger to this.

Lowering his eyelashes, Xie Xuan said softly, "Sir, you feel something, don't you?"

A scene so similar to what happened before.

The moment Rong Jing heard Xie Xuanqing's voice ringing in her ears, her cold expression froze involuntarily.

...It's just a natural reaction of men.

Thinking of this, he continued to get up from Xie Xuanqing's side.

However, this time, Xie Xuanqing did not let him escape.