The ancestor of salted fish became popular in the entertainment industry by selling drugs!

Chapter 209 Untitled
The slender fingers pinched the sheet, the knuckles were white, and the white sheet was wrinkled.

Nan Jinyu's already red lips became darker now, and red rose all over her body.

The clock was facing him on the opposite wall, and he could clearly see the movement of the hour hand on it in a daze.

Every moment made him suffer extremely.

The heat wave rolled in, and his mind fainted for a moment when it hit him.

After playing Dafa, he still underestimated his desire.

With blurred eyes, he saw the mobile phone next to the pillow, and pressed it with his tight fingertips.

'Om—'

Nan Jinyu looked at the dialing displayed on it, bit his bleeding lip and was about to let go, his expression froze, and he stared blankly at the mobile phone that could not be opened at all.

out of battery.

Staring at the door so close at hand, Nan Jinyu's body felt weak after thinking about it, and he fell powerlessly on the bed.

fuck.

downstairs.

Rong Hua's hand holding the soup paused slightly, looking at the phone whose screen had just turned on and then turned off because of an incoming call, he found the call record with his pale fingertips, and squinted his eyes.

Putting down the spoon in his hand, he picked up his phone and went upstairs.

Because of the fuzzy consciousness of being scalded, Nan Jinyu didn't know that there was someone standing by the door.

The door is narrow, and only the silvery white moonlight can be seen from the window. Behind the door, Rong Hua seems to be able to hear the powerful heartbeat in the room.

Covering the doorknob with a slightly cool palm, and pushing it away, the cold and waveless green eyes darkened.

Nan Jinyu felt a icy cold covering his face, and then appeared everywhere again. It was the breath that he had been lusting after for a long time, and his whole body was surrounded by the familiar breath.

Rong Hua stroked his sweat-drenched hair, exposing his smooth forehead, and kissed him.

"Spring hasn't come yet."

Nan Jinyu, who was hot in consciousness, seemed to hear these words, and after he reacted slowly, his mind exploded.

"What's going on here?"

"ate too much."

Rong Hua looked at the empty medicine bottle on the bed cabinet clearly, rubbed his lips with his fingertips, his eyes were clear, and his voice was cold, "Naughty."

Her movements seemed to be flirting, but her eyes were calmer than anyone else.

Normally, Nan Jinyu would definitely stare obsessively at this time, but now her calmness is a bit out of date.

The touch from his lips burned his reason, "I want it."

Rong Hua looked at him intently.

"Master." Nan Jinyu clasped her wrist, begging.

He is impatient.

So is Rong Hua.

Even though she didn't do anything, the strange tingling still swept over her.

Rong Hua got up, but Nan Jinyu's clenched fingers did not catch her, and the soft and slippery cloth flowed through the fingers.

There was disappointment in his eyes.

In the dark room, only the notebook is the only light.

Panting heavily behind him, Rong Hua browsed the things on the screen without hearing.

The picture reflected in her green eyes showed what she was looking at. Rong Hua looked serious, as if she was in a learning posture.

These 2 minutes seem to have passed a whole century for Nanjin Yu.

There was a touch on the face, and a comforting voice above the head, "Master, I am just learning, so be patient."

The loose bathrobe on his body was opened wide, the protruding Adam's apple on his neck slipped, and the fragrance of shower gel on his body was gradually replaced by a romantic smell.

The dripping sweat slid down and exploded into sprays on his body.

Like falling into a vast white world, I don't know how long it has been ups and downs, Nan Jinyu can't wait to think of it when he feels that he has regained some strength.

Rong Hua noticed his movements, frowned, took the bathrobe straps, tied his hands, and held them on the head of the bed.

Realizing that he was still struggling, Rong Hua put his hands on the back of his neck, and became quiet again.

The night is long, and there are many things to embellish.

The next morning.

Rong Hua woke up on the hard floor, looking at the person who was sleeping soundly on the bed unhappily.

This seat has served you all night, but when you woke up, you were on the floor!
Little heartless.

Perhaps Rong Hua's gaze was too strong, Nan Jinyu trembled in his sleep, opened his eyes and sat up.

The quilt slipped off, and the proof of romance was engraved on the body, revealing nothing.

Nan Jinyu looked down and couldn't say a word.

After all, it should be said that Master has been abstinent for too long.

Rong Hua glanced twice, then looked away calmly, "I'm hungry, get up and cook."

After a night of hard work, I am starving.

Nan Jinyu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but finally swallowed it, trying to reach out to pull her down, but found something was wrong.

Silently looking at the tied hands, the white bathrobe straps left red marks on the wrists.

"I forgot to untie it." It was overdone last night, and I fell asleep after finishing it.

Nan Jinyu shook off the strap, carefully rolled it up and put it away, and pulled the person beside the bed into his arms.

"Let me hug for a while first."

"Okay." Rong Hua was magnanimous, asking about his study results, "How is my study?"

It's fine if she doesn't say that, but Nan Jinyu's eyes became more complicated when she said that, and finally he said a word slowly, "Okay."

As long as he is a master, it doesn't matter whether he is up or down, he is happy with it.

What made him depressed was that halfway through, he was knocked unconscious by his master.

The back of Nan Jinyu's neck was still aching.

Rong Hua held his head and kissed him, "Then I will continue to study in the future."

After last night, I finally know why the little boy is so keen on this kind of thing.

She's into it now too.

But he is only interested in the little boy alone.

In Terre Manor, there is no need for Nan Jinyu to cook.

When the two went downstairs, the food had already been prepared.

Jin Lai came over early in the morning and looked at the hot dishes on the table, "They haven't eaten yet?"

The servant nodded, "Yes, Master and Mr. Heisha haven't come down yet."

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

The two went downstairs holding hands.

Jin Lai, who heard the movement, looked up and was surprised for a moment when he saw the turtleneck sweater Heisha was wearing.

I've never heard that Heisha likes to wear clothes with high collars.

A solid-color sweater lined the man up like a straight and loose man in the rustling white snow, with a casual majesty, and his every move was full of dignity.

The master wrapped in a tight white robe beside him is the rustling snow, which is a snow scene that can only be seen from a distance.

Jin Lai sat on the sofa and waited for them to finish their meal before opening his mouth, "The registration for witches has started. This year, there are no people like usual."

Rong Hua raised his eyebrows, "Who is signing up for this year's competition?"

The witch's first round of registration is public, and everyone can see it.

"Vina Xiga." Jin Lai spit out a name from his thin lips.

"Isn't she an ordinary sorcerer? I haven't heard that a witch can be awakened the day after tomorrow."

"It is true that a witch cannot be awakened the day after tomorrow." Jin Lai shook his head and smiled, "Vina Xiga attracted a lot of doubts when she signed up, but Xiga brought out one thing."

He put out the cigarette in the ashtray, "Vina Higa's mother and grandmother are both witches."

This matter was beyond Terry's expectations.

It never occurred to them that Vinahiega would run for office.

(End of this chapter)