Seeing her say seriously, he smiled and became serious.

"Anything else?"

"None?"

"Why are you asking so low? Isn't there a reason why you can't get too close to other women or something?"

"Those are the ones you should consciously abide by, and you still need me to bring them up before you do them?"

"Of course not! I will never do that! I am yours, my body and mind are yours. ”

"That's pretty much it!"

"Can we get closer to each other?"

Wen Qingshui was still thinking about his words, and he had already kissed her on the lips.

This kiss is gentle, lingering, with an indissolvable tenderness.

But the rare time together didn't last long. Wang Zheng chased him to the villa, with a lot of documents.

So the old model in the villa became again. Song Xijun sat on the stone bench to review the documents, and Wen Qingshui sat under the umbrella and teased the two small ones.

It's just that now the teasing turns into targeted training. But the two little ones were very naughty, and they just ran away after a while, and they couldn't shout back.

Wen Qingshui's stunned expression and stomping his feet and roaring made Song Xijun laugh. He finally looked up from the file. walked up to Wen Qingshui and wrapped her in his arms.

"You go and go and leave me alone, I have a lot to do. I haven't studied the Kong Ming lock that my grandfather gave me last time, where did I put it?"

"In the nightstand!"

So Wen Qingshui floated away, and disappeared as soon as he left. Song Xijun threw himself into endless work again. By the time he remembered her again, another hour had passed.

He looked into the room, then at the papers on the desk, and then stood up again.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Aunt Joan smile and let go of the bedroom door.

What is the little girl doing? Song Xijun couldn't help but be curious.

"Oh——, what-"

An irritated voice came out.

"Ah——, Grandpa, isn't this hurting me?"

Song Xijun smiled.

"How could Grandpa hurt you, he-"

But Song Xijun stopped before he finished speaking. Then he burst out laughing. He really couldn't hold back!

What kind of shape is Wen Qingshui, lying upside down on the bed, with his feet on the wall at the head of the bed, raised high. The trouser legs are also high, one high and one low. Her entire thighs were exposed. Then she was holding the Kong Ming lock with both hands and looking left and right. The hair was rubbed into a mess like a chicken coop. From time to time, irritable sounds come out of the mouth.

Just when Song Xijun walked in, she completely collapsed. Throw the Kong Ming lock aside at once. The whole person curled up in distress, and used the neatly folded quilt as a venting tool, ravaging it fiercely.

This childish appearance is very different from the woman who was determined to bear it with Song Xijun just now. Song Xijun walked over with a smile and hugged her from behind.

"This is not an ordinary Kong Ming lock, or even a senior person who studies Kong Ming lock may not be able to unlock it. It depends on your perception and luck! And the strength and precision must match. By the way, there are fingerprints. ”

"What? Is this a Kong Ming lock or a state secret? Is it so tightly protected? Then why is it wooden? Aren't you afraid of being split open?"

"You can try it? This is a special material! And if you don't master the strength well, the contents will shatter!"

"Oh my God, grandpa is going to be an agent!"

Song Xijun smiled heartily, hugged the little woman in his arms, and couldn't help but kiss her neck.

"Alas——, you're enough, I'm irritable, you still itch me!"

"Is it itchy, what is itchy?" Song Xijun teased at the sensitive part of Wen Qingshui's body.

"Don't, don't, spare me!" Wen Qingshui laughed on the bed.

And at the same time there is a woman begging for mercy. She is Feng Jiajia.

The night star arrived in the morning. Feng Jiajia went to pick up the plane in person. didn't dare to arrange the night star in the villa of Song Xijun's family. Took him to the hotel.

As soon as Nightstar entered the hotel, he pressed her against the wall behind the door and kissed her frantically.

Feng Jiajia swayed from side to side to dodge his attack.

"Nightstar, don't do that?"

"Are you still thinking about Song Xijun? Didn't you say that you were already dead?"

"I-"

"Are you coaxing me? You said you accepted me, just so that I could help you get revenge on him?"

Nightstar's momentum was visibly cold, and he didn't let go of her, but his eyes were staring at her like an eagle.

Such a night star is something Feng Jiajia has never seen before.

"I've been waiting for you for so long, and you're doing this to me, just so that I can help you?"

"No!" Feng Jiajia tried to persuade him. "I'm just not ready! ”

She had to rely on Nightstar now, and the partner she was looking for was obviously an old fox, how could it be completely for her sake!

"I'll let my dad invest in you first, okay? I can give you whatever you want, but you give me some time, let's take our time!"

"Feng Jiajia, what are you and me? Are you a doll that comes and goes when you recruit it?"

She thought that Nightstar would be coaxed by her to continue to like her in her heart after a few words. But she was wrong. Today's posture, if she can't coax the night star to be satisfied, I'm afraid she will lose the help of the night star.

"No! Nightstar, we've known each other for so long, how could I be so kind to you!"

"I'm telling you, even when we first met, I was rich, and I didn't need your funding or anything you could give me. That's just an excuse I'm giving you!"

Feng Jiajia panicked for a while.

"Nightstar, we've always been friends, you're like this for a while—"

She whispered softly. The breath of the night star gradually warmed up from indifference.

"You know I haven't considered you a friend. Well, as long as you make up your mind to let go of Song Xijun, I can help you. You just say do you choose me or Song Xijun?"

"You can't give me any more time-"

"No! I'm already here, it's up to you!"

Nightstar remained in a position of imprisoning her, his deep eyes looking at her.

Feng Jiajia felt the fire in his eyes extinguishing little by little. Full of coldness. This made her inexplicably scared and panicked.

Eventually, Nightstar slowly straightened up, and his arms slowly drooped.

The moment he turned around, Feng Jiajia's arm climbed up his neck. Then he stuck in his neckline.

"Nightstar, give me a moment to forget about him completely. ”

She murmured behind his back. Soft little hands soothed his chest. The fire that had almost been extinguished gradually came back to life.

The lust in Nightstar's eyes came back to him. He grabbed her hand and put it to his mouth to kiss it. Then he turned around and put his arms around her.

"Good girl, just follow me!"