Chapter 384: Love Luncheon Meat

When Boxi heard the knock on the door, he thought it was an assistant, and said lightly, "Please come in", and continued to read the documents without raising his head. It's just that the person who came didn't speak, and asked casually, "Is there something wrong?"

Still didn't get a response, so she looked away, raised her head and looked at the person in front of her, like the sun, like the spring breeze, the morning dew, and the moonlight, all the most beautiful words belonged to her.

"Brother Boxi, you have worked hard. ”

Gu Jiang looked at the person in front of her distressedly, the dark blue that could not be dispersed under the corners of her eyes, and the whole person exuded a strong sense of exhaustion, she couldn't help but stepped forward and stroked her emaciated cheeks lovingly, "Brother, you have lost weight." ”

Bo Xi took her hand, rubbed her soft white hand, and showed a smile, "I can handle all the affairs in two days, don't worry." "He's just getting tired when he gets started, and he won't be so busy when he gets all the things done.

"I'm here to bring you a lunch, you need to make up for it. Gu Jiang's eyes were full of distress, she suddenly regretted that the food she made today was mainly love, and she should make some duck and fish soup or something like that, so as to make up for Brother Boxi's body.

"It's enough to see you, there is a saying that what is called picking yin and supplementing yang?" He put his arm around Gu Jiang and brought her to his lap, buried his head in her chest, and deliberately said meat words, just to let her not worry too much.

Gu Jiang touched his hair, which he hadn't combed for a long time, and it had grown to his eyebrows, "Brother, let's eat first." ”

"Okay," he nodded, opened Gu Jiang's love lunch, and a big love appeared in front of him, really worthy of the name, Boxi couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, still holding Gu Jiang coquettishly and said, "I want you to feed me." ”

How could Gu Jiang refuse him, pick up the spoon, you and I began to enjoy this full of love one by one.

Boxi's studio is a place to rest, but it is relatively simple, after opening the blue curtain, what catches your eye is a one-meter-two bed, and the only warm place is her customized big orange pillow, a family of three neatly and neatly.

"Brother, you can sleep for a while and take a rest. "She really feels sorry for her uncle's hard work, and the dark circles under her eyes are too thick.

Boxi hugged her from behind, lowered his voice and asked, "Compared to resting, I'm very energetic now." "The so-called full of warm thoughts**, how can the red sleeves add fragrance to live up to the time.

From the ear bone to the earlobe, he said hintly, "Would you like to try it here?" and blew on the hot air again.

Gu Jiang is very sensitive now, as soon as the heat blows, it is already crispy and numb, and his whole body is about to soften, but he still maintains his senses, "Well, don't you want to work?"

"It's okay to drag it out for a while. He had already informed that the afternoon meeting would be postponed until 3 o'clock, and the door was locked, so that no one would disturb their world.

As soon as the words fell, it was a dense kiss, with longing and love, passionate and hot. His hand had quietly penetrated under his clothes, skillfully unbuttoned her, pressed her on the bed, and told the story of lovesickness.

Xiao Bie is better than a newlywed, not to mention that they are a legitimate couple.

The overwhelming raindrops fell on the dry land and were greedily absorbed, moistening the seeds of the long-term drought, trembling and unfolding the buds, but the rain became heavier, and the location of the small shoots had already become lakes and seas, and wave after wave slapped on its body to promote its absorption.

Sensing that the roots of the shoots were about to be soaked, the rain gradually decreased, the dark clouds were dashing, and the scorching sun was in the sky. The scorching sun fell on the little buds, getting hotter and hotter, as if they were about to be scorched, and the two leaves of the little buds drooped to one side, praying for rain.

Sunshine and rain can moisten and grow, and bear bright red fruits.