He heard it like a voice coming from the closet here.

Jiang Jianing froze for a moment, hurriedly stood up, and walked towards that side, his mind was running fast, what excuse should he use to stop Shen Shen.

Is it Shen Shen who found out that there was a naked man hidden in her closet, or is this person who was caught naked in the closet Xue Rin'an more eye-catching?

Jiang Jianing covered his forehead.

"Shen ......"

Shen Shen's mobile phone rang suddenly.

He looked down at the caller ID, frowned, and stopped.

He turned to Jiang Jianing and said, "I'll go out and answer the phone."

Jiang Jianing: "Okay."

Shen Shen took his mobile phone and left, Jiang Jianing watched him disappear into the corridor outside the wooden house, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, hurriedly walked to the door of the wardrobe, and pulled the cabinet door open.

"Xue ......"

She had just spat out a word when the man grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the closet.

Jiang Jianing slammed into the man's chest.

The space in the wardrobe is small, and it is enough to pretend to be a 1.85 meter big man, let alone pull her in again.

Jiang Jianing bent his knees against his legs, completely shackled in the man's arms.

Her eyes widened.

The man's clothes are already on.

The trousers were pulled up to the waist, the belt hung loosely on the hip bone, and the wrinkled white shirt button on the upper body was only tied with the bottom two, revealing the muscles on the chest with the movement of hugging her.

A bright light came out of the half-closed wardrobe door, casting light and shadow on the man's somewhat drooping peach blossom eyes, and there was a sense of uninhibited decadence.

Xue Rin'an leaned over and bit her lip.

Jiang Jianing avoided it, "Hey!"

She lowered her voice.

The inside of this wardrobe is really cramped, and Jiang Jianing feels that she can't breathe well.

The man supported the wall of the closet behind Jiang Jianing with one leg, and pressed his fingertips against her kissed red lips, "Had a great chat, huh?"

He was in the closet just now, and he could clearly hear the chat between Jiang Jianing and Shen Shen.

We had a great conversation.

Those who share the daily life of life, including the food he loves, Jiang Jianing has never told him.

Jiang Jianing sighed, "Shen Shao brought me breakfast, I am hospitality...... Hmm."

The lip was bitten by the man.

With a hint of punishment.

The man's teeth rubbed against her, falling down on her slender neck, his eyes were like wolves lurking in the forest, and when he found his prey, he would first twist the neck of the prey, and he would also mark the body of the prey, and swear an oath.

Shen Shen was in the corridor, on the pillar next to him, leaning on a man smoking a cigarette and spitting fog.

Song Ze's face was too pale, even after a night, he still hadn't fully recovered, remembering the moment the vehicle was pushed off the cliff last night, even if he was still sitting in the seat, he felt like he had fallen into the abyss.

This kind of thing, who really experiences it, who knows.

Song Ze told Shen Shen about the process of drag racing, but he hid the part that finally reached the cliff, only saying that it was very intense.

Shen Shen raised his eyebrows.

Song Ze's performance yesterday was not like these few understatements.

He didn't ask much.

If you want to know, you can naturally know, and you don't need to listen to it from the mouth of the person concerned.

Shen Shen: "Although we don't have much business contact with the Xue family, we have never had a bad relationship, so he is not because of business matters......

Song Ze said casually: "It shouldn't be, our company plans to further cooperate with Xue's, it can be regarded as a friendly race, it's my own driving skills that are not good."

Last night's drag racing, and even incontinence in public, Song Ze had privately given those people hush money yesterday, that was Song Ze's black history, he only wanted to cover it up in his life, and he would not take the initiative to mention it to others at all.

"Brother Shen, do you like Jiang Jianing?" Song Ze changed the topic he was interested in.

"Not really."

Shen Shen just felt that Jiang Jianing had an attraction for him, and he wanted to go and raid it.

Song Ze didn't look at Shen Shen with a serious look, so he was a little relieved, he and the Shen family belonged to his aunt and cousin, not close but not estranged, and he didn't want to make one more enemy because of Jiang Jianing.

He flicked the cigarette ash on the cigarette butt, "Jiang Jianing's type of woman, if you want, I can find a dozen for you, she is a chicken."

As soon as these words came out, Shen Shen obviously looked uneasy.

Song Ze laughed, "Brother, it's just playing, don't take it seriously."

Shen Shen looked at Song Ze for a moment, took a cigarette, lowered his head and borrowed the lighter in Song Ze's hand, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said, "You don't have to worry about this."

Song Ze put away the lighter, "I've chartered the billiards hall over there, how many are you going to play?"

"You go first."

After speaking, Shen Shen turned around and went back to the room.

Song Ze stared at Shen Shen's back, his eyes instantly gloomy.

He came to find out Shen Shen's bottom.

If Jiang Jianing told Shen Shen about those things, then Shen Shen would definitely not behave like this.

Shen Shen has always been a playful flower, and Jiang Jianing is just a plate of porridge and side dishes that he is used to eating.

Song Ze sneered and made overseas calls with his mobile phone.

Jet lag, it's late afternoon on the foreign side.

The sunset spread across the sky, staining the sky red like blood.

In front of the woman is an easel with a palette of colorful paints in front of her, in which a dazzling array of colorful paints are placed.

She answered Song Ze's phone, turned it on, and put it aside.

"Aze."

Song Ze listened to the woman's gentle voice, and was fascinated for a moment.

"I was racing with Xue Rin'an last night," Song Ze paused, "Jiang Jianing was in his car."

The woman's brush on the drawing paper slammed suddenly.

On the white paper, a black mark was suddenly left.

A beautiful oil painting of sunset scenery is a complete failure because of this stroke.

She tore off the paper, shredded it and threw it on the floor.

"How is he?"

"I inquired clearly, she went to Xue's Jiechen for her graduation internship in the first half of this year, and served as Xue Rin'an's chief secretary for half a year, and she has been downgraded recently......

The woman interrupted him, frowning, as if she felt disgusted when she heard about Jiang Jianing, "I'm asking Xue Rin'an."

Song Ze couldn't help but think of the thrilling scene of racing to the cliff last night.

But he wouldn't say.

That embarrassing scene, he would never let his beloved woman know.

He said, "That's it, it's no different from the rich second generation of ordinary noblemen, except for a good skin."

There are also two kinds of men looking at men.

One is appreciation, the other is denigration.

The woman didn't care about Song Ze's evaluation, her high heels stepped on the shredded scraps of paper on the ground, the corners of her mouth hooked up with a smile arc, and pulled out a necklace from her neck, the buckle at the bottom of the necklace opened, and inside was a one-inch photo of her youth.

"It hurts."

Jiang Jianing sighed.

The man really bit it this time, and it was oozing red blood.

The tip of the man's tongue rested against it.

The slightest pain with some strange itching.