Jiang Yang went to the Hall of Eternal Life, the second floor.

The guards seemed to have known him, and when they saw that it was Jiang Yang, they all saluted and avoided him.

All the way unimpeded until he entered Ye Wenjing's room.

There was no light in the room, only a dark blue, emitted by the water system in the corner of the wall.

The faint light makes the whole room seem a little sparkling, like the bottom of the sea.

Unspeakable depression.

There was a faint fragrance in the room, which was the smell of Ye Wenjing's hair.

There is the heaviness of sandalwood, and there is also a sweet floral fragrance.

As soon as he entered the door, a dark shadow pounced.

Jiang Yang only felt a faint fragrance flickering from the tip of his nose, and then there was a trace of softness in his arms.

The body shape and the smell of perfume on his body are Ye Wenjing, yes.

Jiang Yang reached out to turn on the light, and a weak, boneless little hand gently grabbed his wrist.

She was trying to stop him from turning on the lights.

"You ......"

As soon as Jiang Yang spoke, the woman's soft lips pressed tightly.

Cold.

Except for her body.

Jiang Yang felt that her hands, arms, and lips were cold.

The door is closed.

In the dark and somewhat dark blue room like the bottom of the sea, Jiang Yang subconsciously reached out and hugged her waist.

Ye Wenjing's waist is very thin.

It's as thin as one hand can hold.

Today, she is more active than before.

To be exact, it's like a different person.

Jiang Yang had never seen her so crazy.

Lips, from cold to hot.

Her strength was not great, but Jiang Yang was still under her traction and gradually came to the window.

The gauze is thin and slippery to the touch.

I don't know if it's the texture of the sarsa, or her skin.

Jiang Yang didn't have time to feel it, Ye Wenjing had already pushed him down on the side of the bed.

After lying down, he saw Ye Wenjing's face clearly by the faint light.

It was indeed her.

Short hair to the ears, a pair of clear eyes, clean like a lake.

She saw Jiang Yang looking at her.

Jiang Yang stretched out his right hand, trying to block her movements.

But it was only at the moment when his right hand was raised, and he was grabbed by Ye Wenjing.

"Shh......h

Ye Wenjing sat on the strong muscles of Jiang Yang's abdomen, looked at him, and gently erected his index finger to his lips, signaling Jiang Yang not to speak.

Jiang Yang looked at Ye Wenjing curiously.

Ye Wenjing put Jiang Yang's right hand on the side of the bed.

Then put his hands on his waist and gently pulled it up, and the dress faded from the top of his head.

The reflection on the wall is a woman

The near-perfect curves of man.

Like a cheetah, it crawled down.

Ye Wenjing's lips began to heat up.

Like raindrops, from Jiang Yang's cheeks, ears, neck, chest, abdomen, to ......

"......"

The sheets were distorted by the man's two large hands.

Jiang Yang gasped, and his soul was about to fly out.

The face with the cartoon cute Hellokitty pattern was also twisted into a ball by Jiang Yang's right hand.

Involuntarily, his hands grabbed her hair.

Fingers touched her scalp.

And her mouth was as hot as a volcano at this time, making Jiang Yang's soul feel like he had arrived in another world.

[In view of the general environment,

The man growled, his breath getting heavier.

Ye Wenjing's head was grabbed by a pair of big hands, and her short hair was messy, but she still tried hard to cooperate with the man.

Until Jiang Yang suddenly got up, picked up Ye Wenjing, who was half-kneeling on the ground, and threw him directly on the bed.

When the two bodies overlapped, Jiang Yang skillfully opened the drawer at the head of Ye Wenjing's bed.

There are balloons inside.

When he skillfully tore open the package and was about to bow his head to wear it, Ye Wenjing's hand grabbed Jiang Yang's wrist again.

"It's too much of a delay."

Jiang Yang Monkey looked at Ye Wenjing under him anxiously: "What are you doing?"

Looking at each other, Ye Wenjing's eyes seemed to be a little blurry, and the original clarity was no longer there.

She shook her head slightly.

Jiang Yang shook the oily thing in his hand: "Didn't you always let you wear it?"

Ye Wenjing stretched out her hand to take it and threw it towards the trash can in the distance.

Then he got up and pushed Jiang Yang down again.

It's a wild cat, and it's like a sturdy cheetah.

Whether it's the eyes, movements, or curves, they are all so similar in the dim light.

The woman's gentle hands gently stroked his chest, and then sat directly on top of him.

"Hoo ......"

The dull breathing was very muddy, and he finally spit out of Jiang Yang's mouth.

At this moment, he was completely released.

Sublimated again.

Outside the window, it was raining rain, lightning and thunder.

In the Hall of Eternal Life in the rainstorm, something even more exciting than the torrential rain happened.

It's down inside and outside the house.

It's just that the rain in the house went directly into the woman's body.

Until that long sigh echoed through the room.

Ye Wenjing finally quieted down.

She was lying on the bed, her back was in the air, and her snow-white skin was sweaty, very dense.

There are two fingerprints on the waist, which are left by a pair of large hands after holding them firmly.

The rain was falling outside the window.

Ye Wenjing looked at the Ten Thousand Buddha Garden outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and there was a trace of woodenness in her eyes.

If you look closely, the corners of your eyes seem to be a little moist.

Sweated.

Jiang Yang got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then walked out with a bath towel.

first glanced at Ye Wenjing, who was motionless on the bed, was slightly stunned, and then wiped his hair.

There was silence in the room.

A blinding light suddenly filled the room.

"Turn it off."

Ye Wenjing covered her head with the quilt and said in the quilt.

Jiang Yang immediately turned off the lights after hearing this.

The room went dark again.

Looking at the woman who was "hidden" in the quilt, Jiang Yang finally walked over.

He sat down beside her and said, "Something stimulated."

Ye Wenjing didn't react.

Jiang Yang glanced at the oil and gas balloon that was thrown into the trash before he could use it, and seemed to understand something in his heart.

After taking out a dry towel again and wiping his hair, he turned to look at Ye Wenjing.

"Your grandfather is looking for me today."

Jiang Yang Road.

Ye Wenjing stuck her head out of the quilt and nodded slightly.

"What he means is to bring the two of us closer together."

Jiang Yang continued.

Ye Wenjing grabbed the quilt, blocked her graceful body, and curled up against the head of the bed.

She rubbed her cheeks with her hands, then rested her chin on her knees.

"I ......"

Ye Wenjing exhaled softly: "Maybe it's messed up."

Jiang Yang was wrapped in a wide bathrobe, sat at the head of the bed, and looked at Ye Wenjing without speaking.

The two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing.

Ye Wenjing said, "Do you remember Sequoia Capital that gave you the money at the beginning?"

Jiang Yang nodded.

Ye Wenjing said, "That's the chess piece I placed next to Sain."

"For companies like Sequoia Capital, I have operated nearly 40 companies overseas."

"Now, they've found it all."

Ye Wenjing pulled back a strand of hair with her right hand and continued, "Vanguard Fund, Blackstone Group, and State Street Capital, all of them are cleaning up my people."

"I didn't expect these Jews to be so united."

"I didn't expect that Sain had already 'domesticated' these people to such an extent."

"He became the faith of the Jews and the royal family."

A trace of confusion appeared in Ye Wenjing's eyes, shook his head slightly, and bit his lip lightly.

After a few seconds of silence, a few words were softly spat out.

"He's been mythologized......