In the car, Wan Jia opened the cigarette case and took out a cigarette from it, Ning Ran glanced at it and asked, "Why did you change the taste?"

"Not there. Wan Jia didn't order, and held it in his mouth.

"So the delay was so long?"

Wan Jia didn't say that the young camper was in trouble with his hands and feet, but said lightly: "It's okay." ”

Then he pointed to the contents of the plastic bag and said to Ning Ran, "I bought it whole." ”

"Give it to me?" Ning Ran saw the cone early in the morning, and wondered why Wanjia loved to eat this kind of thing.

She got on it. The expression on Wan Jia's face remained unchanged, and he couldn't see anything unusual.

Ning Ran really thought that it was a neat and casual ride, after all, Wan Jia didn't look like a person who would take the initiative to buy this kind of thing.

Ning Ran parked the car in the parking space and picked up the cone, she hadn't eaten this kind of thing for a long time, first, she didn't have a chance, and second, it didn't match her age, although many people said that she looked very young, but after all, she was almost thirty, not twenty, and she couldn't change it.

Her fingers were slender and her nails neatly trimmed, and as she walked, she peeled off the outer shell, her high heels treading through the empty parking lot, her voice echoing.

Wan Jia watched the movements of her hands, her eyes stared at it without moving, and she looked very unskillful, until she entered the elevator, and the snow-white ball inside was revealed.

Wan Jia looked at the ball, looked at his palm, subconsciously glanced at the deep groove looming on the side of Ning Ran's suspender skirt, and smiled lowly, it was quite similar, Wan Jia thought to himself.

Ning Ran ate intently, held the paper with one hand, wiped off the lipstick, Wan Jia pressed the elevator and didn't observe her again.

Fortunately, the cone is not big, if it weren't for Ning Ran's speed, he wouldn't be able to finish it when he got home, no one came in halfway, and the two of them didn't speak quietly.

The elevator stopped, Ning Ran pinched the garbage in his hand and threw it into the trash can on the side of the corridor, thought about it, and threw it into the recyclable side.

Wan Jia kept holding the cigarette in his mouth and didn't light it, Ning Ran opened the door, kicked off his high heels, and watched him bend down, the line of his back muscles went straight down, and it seemed useful because of his movements, his spine protruded, and the people who watched it were itchy, so he snatched his cigarette.

"Just put it in your mouth and don't light it," Ning Ran looked at the circle stained with moisture, and didn't dislike it, put it in his mouth, took out a lighter from his bag, and sparks came out.

Ning Ran spit out a cigarette and leaned against the shoe cabinet, his mouth was mixed with the sweet and creamy taste of Ni and Guding's e-liquid, and his eyes looked straight at Wan Jia.

Wan Jia laughed and wanted to press the lamp, but was grabbed by a hand, something that had just been held with ice, and his fingertips were also cold, pressed on his arm.

In the dark, she could only see Ning Ran's expression through the light outside, and there was only the light on the cigarette in her hand in the whole room, and before she could turn on the air conditioner, the temperature in the whole house suddenly hit them, and the coldness disappeared.

Wan Jia wrapped one hand around her waist and abdomen, and one shoulder strap slipped down, leaving her shoulder empty.

Ning Ran removed the hand holding the cigarette, and the other one put it on the back of his head, Wan Jia pressed him against the door, his crotch was forced, and Ning Ran's whole person rose in mid-air.

"Can't wait?" Wan Jia bit down on the other strap on her shoulder, and the whole dress hung in the towering place, and a large area of snow-white skin was exposed in the air.

The disadvantages of not turning on the air conditioner became more and more obvious, and the places that were close to each other began to stick, and Ning Ran fell to the ground with a slipper.

She didn't care, her fingers rubbed Wan Jia's stubble chin, a little prickly, and then went up to his lips and kissed it.

"Taste your cigarettes. Ning Ran bit his lower lip with his teeth and spat inside.

Wan Jia held her buttocks with one hand, and pressed the person closer and tighter to the door, swallowing it little by little, dexterously asking for it in her mouth, the sweetness of the ice cream, the tar smell of cigarettes, and her own fragrance, not the perfume specially sprayed, nor the mint gas left by the shower gel, that kind of smell, addictive, like a flower specially invited by bees.

It wasn't until the smoke on Ning Ran's fingertips burned out naturally that he felt Ning Ran panting for breath before he let go, Ning Ran smiled and asked him, "What does it smell?"

"I haven't tasted it," Wan Jia pressed her cheek and felt the delicate skin with her thumb, "try again." ”

"Try something else. Ning Ran casually put the extinguished cigarette on the shoe cabinet, one hand hung down, and the shoulder strap slid down to the crook of the arm.

There was a little more place to show, Wan Jia looked down, and felt more and more that the ball on the cone had raised the person a little higher, and he sucked a piece and teased it.

Ning Ran's legs clamped around his waist tightened, and the electric shock sensation from there flowed all over her body, she shook her hair, found the remote control of the air conditioner in the room, and pressed her hand on the broken hair that had just popped out of Wan Jia's ear, and pricked her hand.

"Go to the couch and I'll turn on the air conditioner. ”

Wan Jia opened his legs, his mouth kept moving, and the shaking place was bitten tightly by him, and Ning Ran pinched his earlobe in pain.

A few steps away, Ning Ran picked up the remote control backwards, and the temperature in the room finally slowly dropped, but his body was getting hotter and hotter.

The sundress was completely taken off by him and thrown on the coffee table at random, Wan Jia held a milky white silicone in her mouth and asked her, "What is this?"

"Chest stickers. ”

Wan Jia chuckled and bit the other one off as well.

The sofa that Ning Ran bought is small, this is her residence alone, and she doesn't need a big sofa, it is usually enough for one person to lie on it, but she squeezed Wanjia, which seemed very narrow.

Ning Ran's toes rubbed against his waist and stepped his entire pants to his ankles, feeling the swelling piece of him that was covered.

Wan Jia stretched out a free hand to reach under her navel and pulled hard, but she didn't cover her whole body, so that he could squeeze into the depths.

"Do you still use this step?" Wan Jia's voice was evil.

Ning Ran would not back down at this time, "Then I have to ask if you can come." ”

Wan Jia laughed twice, her hand left her, and with a movement, Ning Ran felt that something strange and amazing was gathering momentum.

Her whole body trembled, Wan Jia can always give her new surprises and excitement in this regard, she has never met a better one than him before, or rather, he is the best at the moment.

The impact that she thought would come stopped at the entrance, and she didn't move, and Ning Ran's hand around his neck used force, expressing her dissatisfaction.

Wan Jia was not as good as she wanted, waiting to see her irritable, Ning Ran bit his lip and looked at him with wet eyes.

His heart burned a little, and he had no idea of teasing her again, and the army entered the city without mercy.

Ning Ran once again felt that he had to change to a big sofa, which really couldn't be done.

Wan Jia felt the same way, saying, "Go inside?"

Ning Ran grabbed his hair and nodded, but Wan Jia didn't pull away, kept this posture and walked over, the movement brought by the movement made Ning Ran unbearable, and the hand that grabbed his hair used force.

Wan Jia put the person on the bed, didn't talk nonsense, and continued to pump slowly.

The bell in Ning Ran's hand rang again and again, but he didn't reach out to answer it, Wan Jia stopped and asked her, "Answer the phone first." ”

"No......" Ning Ran's voice was hoarse, she cleared her throat and said, "Don't stop." ”

Slowly move your hand to your phone, press the hands-free and put it to your ear.

"Ning Ran, why did you answer the phone?" was a male voice, and although the words were blamed, they revealed a sense of intimacy.

"Director Dong," Ning Ran struggled to suppress the enchantment in his voice, "Is there something wrong with calling so late?"

It seemed that she was very satisfied when she heard her voice, and said, "I just want to ask you, how did you see today's photography exhibition?"

Wan Jia's heart swelled with impatience when he heard this, he gave the ticket?

"Very good, thank you for the ticket. ”

The impatience in Wan Jia's heart became deeper and deeper, and Ning Ran also showed the most uncomfortable light smile, he suddenly had a bad taste, and he was full of strength and sent it forward.

Ning Ran was rushed to the bedside table unexpectedly, snorted lowly, heard movement on the other side of the phone, and said in a puzzled tone: "Ning Ran, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Ran glanced at Wan Jia sideways and said, "No, I accidentally bumped into it." ”

"Then be careful, I want to ask you, are you free tomorrow?" the man's voice was tentative.

Wan Jia snorted coldly, held her waist, and stiffened again, Ning Ran couldn't hold back and screamed, no matter how stupid he was now, he understood it, and hurriedly hung up the phone.

"Wanjia, what are you doing?" Ning Ran furrowed his eyebrows.

"Who asked you to flirt with other men in front of me?" Wan Jia tried harder this time.

Ning Ran was soft, he couldn't push it away, he obviously wanted to be angry, but that trace of excitement still prevailed.

"That's my colleague. ”

Why did this sound so similar to an explanation, Ning Ran felt unhappy and said, "What's the matter with you?"

Wan Jia's eyes were ruthless, and he rushed in, Ning Ran bit his mouth, Wan Jia got up and sped up, until the last moment, Ning Ran couldn't hold back his scream.

"Good call. Wan Jia pulled it out and put it on her stomach, climbed to the head of the bed and got a few tissues to wipe her clean.

Ning Ran spoke weakly, "Are you looking for death?"

"That's going to kill you first, too. Wan Jia picked up the man and threw him into the bathtub and said, "Wash it and come out again." ”

Ning gasied the water, after all, there is still a difference between men and women in terms of physical strength, every time she sleeps tired, Wanjia is still like no one.

Ning Ran wiped off the traces he left, this was the second time he was allowed to enter empty, and it was all caused by himself, Wan Jia was really like a deadly drug to her, addictive, there was no bottom line, even if he just glanced at himself, it would make the fire in her heart ignite.

It should be almost eleven o'clock now, Ning Ran blew his hair half-dry, remembered that he still had a job, and stepped directly into the bed to turn on the computer.

Wan Jia saw that she was still angry, and she didn't come over to light the fire, and she went to take a bath after sitting down, and when she came out, Ning Ran hadn't finished it, Wan Jia sat next to her, tried her hair with her hand, and said, "Go and dry it first." ”

"At work. Ning Ran didn't raise his eyelids, and didn't want to deal with him for the time being.

Wan Jia got up, took the hair dryer into the room, inserted it into the plug next to the bed, and fiddled with her hair casually, not meticulous at all.

Ning Ran felt his movements pause, Wan Jia always confused her, he would do something very spoiled, and even make her feel that this would be a behavior that would only arise between relatives and love, but he didn't put her in his heart, she didn't have it, they were just a simple relationship of mutual satisfaction, maybe this is Wan Jia's nature, in his heart, these things are not love, just a kind of nature, to people who can be close to him, the nature to show.

Ning Ran didn't continue to think about it, she was busy with the manuscript in her hand, Wan Jia didn't look at her screen, and waited until her hair was ninety percent dry, and then put the blow dryer back.

He didn't lie back down, but sat on the edge of the bed and smoked the box of soft shells he had just bought, which he was not used to.

Ning Ran turned off the computer and looked at his upper body, he was not used to wearing pajamas, he was always half naked, his back muscles arched, because of the action of smoking, she suddenly forgot that she was still angry, and subconsciously hugged her from behind, her face against her shoulder blades.

Wan Jia glanced at the hand she put on her waist and abdomen, didn't speak, took two puffs and threw away the cigarette.

"Tightened?" he turned and touched it.

Ning Ran was lying on his shoulder and talking, there was nothing in his pajamas, sticking to his back, "You give it to Song." ”

Wan Jia laughed and hugged the person to his legs, "Relieved?"

"It depends on your performance. Ning Ran nodded to his mouth.

Wan Jia threw the person on the bed and said in a rough voice: "That Lao Tzu will give you a good performance." ”