She walked slowly to the terrace, where it was raining heavily, and from here she could see the man who was still drenched in the garden.

"Mommy, you, you, when, back, back?" The little one was only two years old, and he had just learned to speak, and he stammered.

"Mommy will be back in two days." Min Zhuang'er spoke softly to her baby daughter on the phone, but her eyes didn't blink at her daughter's father in the rain.

The man also looked at him without blinking, letting the rain wash over him.

After ten minutes of phone calling, Min Zhuang'er walked to the terrace and whispered softly and warmly, "Remember to eat well, you know?" Also, you have to listen to Aunt Tanmier's words more, and don't let the little character know? ”

"Alright, let's not talk about it, bye-bye."

Min Zhuang'er hung up the phone and slowly walked back to the bedroom.

The Southern Twilight Owl was still drenched in the rain outside.

Walked over to the chair by the dressing mirror and sat down, leaning back, she slowly lifted her skirt and slowly took off her stockings, one and then another.

"Ahh - Min Zhuang'er tensed and shivered, because in the mirror, a man sitting in the dark was reflected.

The man was still wearing a suit and trousers, with long legs folded, and as she lifted her skirt and took off her stockings in the mirror, he watched her every movement carefully.

Min Zhuang'er's face was hot.

"Why are you here? When did you come in? Min Zhuang'er asked Jun Xiaoyan who was sitting in the dark, in the shadows, a lonely wisp of smoke swirled, the man was smoking, his eyes were moist and charming, and he was self-alienated.

"I sit here for an hour every night, and today is no exception." Jun Xiaoyan had a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Zhuang'er playfully, "Because I miss you." ”

Miss you, these two words are extremely emotional, like love needles, and they shoot densely towards Min Zhuang'er.

"But today is different, you're back."

The voice was extremely dark and emotional, and Min Zhuang parried it with all his might.

No matter how she is, she is only 21 years old, and she can use Nan Duxiao as a loyal dog and a little milk dog, but she can't deal with the scheming Great Demon King Jun Xiaoyan.

"Don't smoke in my room." Min Zhuang'er was a little angry, walked quickly to Jun Xiaoyan, ripped off the cigarette from the corner of his mouth, and snuffed it out in the ashtray.

"It's so hidden." As she approached, the man whispered fiercely, hugged her waist, and Min Zhuang'er sat on the man's lap with an unstable center of gravity.

A taboo, dangerous, ambiguous atmosphere surrounded it in all directions.

Min Zhuang'er's heartbeat was fast, but in the confusion that was close at hand, Min Zhuang'er was surprised to find that the man's heartbeat had been kept at a flat speed.

"You've been gone for three years, and I've missed you for three years." The man leaned into her earlobe and said, his detached eyes hidden under the long eyelashes, and the darkness covered a prison of confinement.

"Really? Lord Whip? Min Zhuang'er slowly pushed Jun Xiaoyan, and the man immediately let go of her, he was good at playing with his desires, not being domineering and strong.

flirtatious, it is also divided into levels, Jun Xiaoyan plays at the highest level.

"As far as I know, in the past three years, you have been busy fighting for power within the party, hindering King's Landing, shorting the Southern Dusk Abyss, and busy becoming the next president of the Far East, I am afraid that you, a poor wretch who no one wants, have long been left behind by you."

Min Zhuang'er took a few steps back, and finally sat on the edge of the bed, supporting the edge of the bed with both hands, and crossing Erlang's legs, "Ask yourself, Lord Party Whip, in the past three years, you said you missed me, but have you ever looked for me?" ”