Flirting day and night

Jian Mi took a closer look and saw that it was Xing Zheng.

"Aren't you coming back?"

Xing Zheng walked straight towards her, "I just won't come back for dinner, it's not that I won't come back."

The man hugged her into his arms and said, "Don't you miss me?"

Jian Mi raised her eyes and glanced at him, "I don't want to."

The man chuckled softly, "What you say means what you say."

Jian Mi pushed him to take a shower, "Go quickly."

Xing Zheng was pushed into the bathroom. After a while, the sound of water came from the bathroom. Jian Mi returned to the bedroom, turned on the computer and continued to check the relevant information of Wang Yaoquan Company. After a while, a voice came from the bathroom, "Mi Mi, help me get it. towel."

Jian Mi then remembered that when she pushed the other person to take a shower, she did not bring a towel.

She put down her notebook, picked up a towel from the cabinet and handed it over.

"Open the door."

The bathroom door opened a crack, Jian Mi handed over the towel, stretched out a strong forearm from the bathroom, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her in.

Jian Mi was unprepared and was dragged in.

The bathroom was full of steam, Jian Mi was pressed against the wall, and the man's big hand was resting on the back of her head.

"Master Liu, what are you doing?"

Xing Zheng put a hand on her waist, touched her slender waist through her pajamas, and squeezed it gently, his meaning obvious.

Jian Mi raised her eyes and looked at Xing Zheng. She was already fair, but under the moisture in the bathroom, the beauty mark at the end of her eyes became more and more conspicuous, and her every move was charming.

The man's voice was deep and hoarse, "I miss you, Mi Mi."

His voice is like a temptation from the abyss, dragging people into it.

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Jian Mi woke up from the heat. The man's arm was placed on her waist, and she was leaning on it as if it were a pillow. Her back was pressed tightly against the man's chest, as if she was being held tightly by him. A sleeping pillow that wraps around your arms. She couldn't help but gently move the man's arm away, but as soon as she moved, Xing Zheng woke up.

The man's eyes were sharp for a moment, but after seeing clearly that it was her, his eyes softened again, and then he closed his eyes and held her in his arms again, "Don't move, sleep for a while."

Jian Mi whispered, "Hot."

Xing Zheng took the remote control and lowered the temperature of the air conditioner a few degrees.

"That'll be fine."

"I……"

"sleep."

Jian Mi was still imprisoned and couldn't move. She looked at Xing Zheng with some dissatisfaction, but the other party covered her eyes with one hand.

Jian Mi was forced to sleep again. When she opened her eyes again, it was already late.

She glanced at the place next to her. Xing Zheng was no longer around. She touched the temperature of the bed next to her. It was obvious that the other party had woken up very early.

Jian Mi straightened up, her waist aching for a while. She went to the bathroom to wash up, opened the door, and smelled a strange smell.

She walked towards the kitchen in confusion, only to see Xing Zheng holding a spatula and frowning at the dark stuff in the pot.

Jian Mi couldn't help but said, "What are you doing?"

"make breakfast."

Jian Mi was speechless, "So, what's in the pot?"

"Omelette, can't you see?"

"Ah? Ah... look, you can see it..."

Xing Zheng glanced at her and threw the pot and all the invisible things into the sink. "The pot is lost. I'll buy you a new one later." (End of Chapter)