A slight smile crossed the corner of Anthony's mouth, his eyes lit up a little frighteningly, and he returned to his room and stood on the balcony for a long time before calming down the excitement in his heart a little. Looking back at the closed bathroom door, he suddenly smiled softly.

Think about the two of them, he is in his thirties, and Long Jiaqi is also in his thirties, both of their children are already four years old, and the two of them are still excited about this kind of thing. I exhaled deeply, but I was really excited.

After twenty-five years of waiting, he finally waited for Long Jiaqi's return, how could he not be excited?

Stretching his arms, Anthony turned back to the room, went to the wine cabinet and found a bottle of red wine, took out two goblets, opened them, and the crystal red wine gave off a seductive luster in the light. After pouring the red wine, Anthony turned the light in the room to a dim orange color, and then sat down on the sofa, quietly waiting for the man in the bathroom.

As the minutes passed, Anthony was not in a hurry at all, quietly listening to the soothing music, and his heart calmed down little by little. In the blink of an eye, another half an hour passed. The bathroom door finally opened with a 'bang', and opened a crack, Long Jiaqi glanced out of the door, and did not see Anthony, so he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

I opened the door and came out cautiously like a thief, and as soon as I entered the room, I was stunned.

Swallowed with some difficulty, I don't know if she can turn around and go back to the bathroom to wash for half an hour now?

"Coming out?" Long Jiaqi was about to turn around, but Anthony's words floated over with a smile, successfully stopping her from turning around. "Well, why haven't you slept yet?"

Anthony raised his eyebrows, got up, and swept his eyes hot over Long Jiaqi. Long Jiaqi only felt that the whole person was on fire. The silk pajamas were only up to her thighs, and most importantly, she wore nothing underneath. Anthony's eyes fell on her, and he always felt that there was no such thin layer of silk pajamas.

Anthony did the same, his throat rolled unnaturally a few times, his eyes were difficult to leave Long Jiaqi's bumpy body, he picked up two glasses of red wine and walked towards her, walked up to her, his eyes were dark, and handed her the red wine. Long Jiaqi took the red wine and glanced away in confusion.

Anthony raised his glass amusedly, "Don't you touch one?" ”

Long Jiaqi touched one with him with a wine glass, and took a sip of red wine a little absentmindedly, "That, I'm a little sleepy, I'll sleep first." ”

Anthony grabbed her wrist, Long Jiaqi only felt his body tremble, and he struggled slightly without breaking away, so he was also caught by Anthony. Anthony lowered his head and kissed Long Jiaqi with a somewhat burning breath.

After the kiss, both of them gasped slightly. Anthony leaned close to Long Jiaqi's ear and whispered, "Qiqi, can you dance with me?" ”

Long Jiaqi wanted to refuse, but before the refusal reached the brain, the brain nodded on its own. Anthony didn't change the tune again, put the red wine glass aside, held Long Jiaqi with one hand, and put the other hand around her waist. In the dim orange light, the two danced a waltz.

When did the dance end Long Jiaqi couldn't remember it clearly, but she knew that Anthony's kiss came so hot and urgent, and with the enthusiasm that she couldn't bear, the two rolled onto the bed together. The rest of the story, it seems, everything falls into place.

After the passion, Anthony's breath was still a little messy, and he hugged Long Jiaqi's waist tightly from behind, leaned into her ear, and whispered: "Qiqi, I love you." ”

Long Jiaqi pursed his lips and said with some slightness: "I heard that men don't mean it really when they say I love you in bed. ”

Anthony lowered his head and chuckled, "Qiqi can still joke, which means that there is still strength to continue." "He has kept so many years of inventory, and he has accumulated so many years of affection, how can one time be enough.

Before Long Jiaqi could refute, Anthony turned over and pressed Long Jiaqi again, lowered his head and kissed her fiercely.

Long Jiaqi didn't know how many times they came that night, but she saw through the floor-to-ceiling window that the sky outside was already slightly shining before going to bed. When I woke up, it was already twelve o'clock at noon, and when I got up and went downstairs, I saw Long Jiaxue sitting alone in the living room watching TV. Hearing the sound of going downstairs, Long Jiaxue raised her head and looked at her with a smile, "Last night, the spring love was infinite?" ”

Long Jiaqi's cheeks flashed with an unnatural flush, glared at her, and couldn't help laughing. I remembered that she also used this sentence to 'curse' Long Jiaxue last night, whether Long Jiaxue had 'cursed' to her to the point that she didn't know, anyway, she was 'cursed' herself. "What about them?"

Long Jiaxue's eyes swirled on the few kiss marks on Long Jiaqi's bare neck, "Anthony said that there was something wrong with the company, and when he came back in a while, didn't Rongjing's exhibition start again soon, so he took a few children to get those photos of him." ”

Long Jiaqi looked at Long Jiaxue strangely, "Why don't you go?" ”

A hint of unnaturalness flashed in Long Jiaxue's eyes, of course she wanted to go, how boring it was to be at home. It's just that she never knew that she looked weak and not frightened on the outside, and her figure was so good when she took off her clothes, she didn't lose Anthony at all, and she was so energetic that she couldn't bear it. Compared with Long Jiaqi who was calculated a few years ago, she has been a virgin for more than 30 years, how can she withstand the toss of Rongjing, and in the end, if it weren't for the fact that she was going to see the photos today, Long Jiaxue would probably get up later than Long Jiaqi. That's it, she only got up half an hour earlier than Long Jiaqi.

Long Jiaqi said 'oh', with a gossip expression between his eyebrows, sat down next to Long Jiaxue, and pulled the silk scarf around her neck, "I said that the weather doesn't necessarily matter how cold it is, you still have this thing, I see." ”

Long Jiaxue snorted, snorted and looked at Long Jiaqi's neck, "Let's not say anyone, did you look in the mirror carefully before going downstairs?" You are generous, and you are not afraid to wait until tomorrow, Yueyue, they come back and see you and ask you what's wrong? ”

Long Jiaqi touched his neck, bit his lip and took a photo with his mobile phone, this photo doesn't matter, his face is all red when he brushes it. "Do you have any silk scarves, give me one."

Long Jiaxue pulled one out from behind with a grin, "I've been ready for you." ”

As soon as I tied the silk scarf around my neck, my phone rang. Long Jiaqi looked at the phone, a little speechless and wanted to hang up the phone, Long Jiaxue took a closer look, and said with a gloating smile: "Come to urge your manuscript?" ”

The call was from the current president of Tiffany, and Long Jiaqi reluctantly picked up the phone, "Mr. York, good afternoon." ”