"Aunt Ji is good." Fu Zhining stepped forward and greeted politely.

The last time the two met at the funeral, before they had time to chat a few words, the elegant and indifferent woman warmly held her hand and talked. "Auntie just saw you in the past and wondered if it was you, it was really too similar to your mother, I haven't seen you for so many years, Ning Ning has grown into a big girl, and she is getting more and more beautiful."

"Auntie is still so young." The middle-aged woman smiled implicitly when she heard Fu Zhining's praise, and there was no trace of sadness in the look between her eyebrows, and her father's death had no effect on her at all. On the contrary, she has an excellent complexion, looking like she is in her thirties, and her appearance and elegant and noble temperament are not inferior to movie actresses.

"Some time ago, my family was busy, and I just returned to China and had a lot of things to deal with, I told Luo Chuan to invite you to sit at home, this kid must be too busy and forgot about it in the back of his head."

It's been almost half a month since the funeral, and Ji Luochuan did mention it once on the phone, but Lin Yize was worried that she would be in danger all day long, so for the sake of prudence, Fu Zhining didn't agree.

"It should be me visiting my aunt, and I haven't found time to be busy at school these days." Fu Zhining casually found an excuse to perfunctory the past.

"It doesn't matter, young people have their own arrangements. If you have time tomorrow, you will come, and your aunt will make you your favorite osmanthus cake. The woman's face was kind, her gestures exuded full tenderness, looking at her like a mother, and her light and picturesque eyes were full of expectation, which was unstoppable.

When Fu Zhining was young, he often went to Ji Luochuan's house to eat and drink, and every day after school, he thought about those colorful and delicious pastries, Ji's mother made dim sum skills, and she couldn't find a second place in the city, speaking of those mouth-watering tastes that she hadn't tasted for many years, and she really missed them.

Nostalgia for the taste of the past and the time that has passed in a hurry.

As soon as the two chatted a few words, Lin Yize walked through the corridor from the foyer, and Fu Zhining saw a familiar figure as soon as he looked up. The man walked up to them and said hello to Ji's mother, and the woman saw his assertive arm around Fu Zhining's waist, smiled slightly and said no more.

Before leaving, she instructed Fu Zhining again, "Ning Ning, come to Auntie's house tomorrow, and I will ask Luo Chuan to pick you up." Fu Zhining shirked and nodded in agreement.

Saying goodbye to Ji's mother, they returned to the box, Lin Yize opened the menu with a cold face, obviously a little unhappy, and his narrow black eyes rose with a cold sharpness.

The people of the Ji family are really ghostly, and it is not enough to have a Ji Luochuan, this time the whole family is eager to revolve around Fu Zhining every day. Ji Jiangtao, who had just sent away a harmful spirit during the day, Ji Luochuan's own mother beckoned the little girl to eat at home again, there are so many restaurants in Lincheng, I knew that I wouldn't come here.

The witty Miss Fu naturally knew the resentment in the heart of Mr. Lin, who had a small belly and chicken intestines, and after ordering the food, she dragged the man with a black face to her side and raised her mobile phone to take a group photo.

Fu Zhining glanced at the cold handsome model in the camera and ordered, "You smile." ”

Mr. Lin was forced by the "oppression" of his fiancée, and resigned himself to the corners of his mouth. At the moment when the little girl pressed the shutter, Lin Yize turned sideways and quickly printed a fragrant kiss on Fu Zhining's face.

"What are you doing, out there!"

The little girl subconsciously looked around, the last time Lang Lang Qiankun was bumped into in the man's office, her fragile heart left a deep shadow, but fortunately, there was no one else in the room except them.

"Nobody saw it."

Fu Zhining, whose mind was blank, instantly flushed her cheeks, she hammered Lin Yize a few times in annoyance, the man enjoyed it very much, hugged her and sat on his lap, and took a lot of photos of others, and glimpsed that Fu Zhining chose a photo to set as the background of the mobile phone, and the dark clouds above Lin Yize's head just now had long disappeared.

Good wine, good food, beautiful women, a rare blessing in the world.

Fu Zhining got Mr. Lin's permission to drink a few glasses of red wine, the little girl's tender face was very tempting, the atmosphere was here, Lin Yize didn't drink less, a bottle of 82-year-old Lafite quickly bottomed out, and the two ended the dinner happily.

After getting into the car, I don't know who started first, the two bodies slowly approached, and the four lip flaps never left each other's hot lips along the way, Lin raised the baffle to isolate the driver, and the ambiguous breath in the confined space flowed in all directions, and the numb pleasure spread to the entire nerve in a moment, and her body couldn't stop trembling.

The chill of winter could not contain the flames of the moment, and the raging fire seemed to have infinite heat enough to melt the 10,000-year-old glaciers of the Arctic.

The fragrant aroma of grapes flowed down the tip of his tongue into his mouth, and the alcohol paralyzed the last reason, Fu Zhining forgot to struggle, and involuntarily responded to the man's tender and long kiss. Lips and teeth fit, collide, entangled, whimpering and gasping are all swallowed, and the man's domineering kiss seems to possess everything she has. Lin Yize's left hand was on the back of her head, and the other hand was interlocked with the little girl's ten fingers, and all the moments were frozen, standing still along with the heartbeat.

Fu Zhining's eyes were misty, the man's warm palm stroked the broken hair on her forehead, and his thumb wiped away the wet beads of sweat. The little girl opened her eyes slightly, Lin Yize's always handsome and cold appearance was covered with a layer of heavy desire, and her usual ascetic appearance was replaced by an irrepressible desire.

Stumbled from getting out of the car to the door, Lin Yize opened the door and turned on the warm air of the central air conditioner, he put the little girl behind the door and kissed and kissed, and the gray scarf and coat were scattered at the entrance unconsciously.

When Fu Zhining was breathing, the man lifted her hips with both arms and put the person on the shoe cabinet, holding her crimson cheeks with his big hands, and continued to swim down the white neck, skipping the sexy collarbone, and kissing one after another left light pink marks.

Without the hindrance of others, Fu Zhining gradually let go, and his arm hung on the man's neck. She also learned from Mr. Lin's way to pry open the other party's teeth, shallowly falling an evocative kiss, and her dexterous tongue continued to penetrate with the man's rhythm, occupying this territory that only belonged to her. Lin Yize indulged her recklessness, and her lips were gnawed and bloodshot red.

From the hallway to the living room, from the sofa to the dining room, from the dining table to the bedroom, the two forgetful people are inseparable, and their clothes are sparse and falling everywhere. Lin Yize rudely ripped off his tie and unbuttoned his shirt with one hand to reveal his strong chest.

Fu Zhining's lung capacity was not large, and now the whole person feels like he is about to faint after kissing for so long, Lin Yize was possessed again but was pushed away by her refusal hand, and the man had to reluctantly let go of her. The little girl lay on the soft bed and took a big gulp of fresh air, and the lost reason gradually returned, only to find that Lin Yize, who was kneeling on the bed, was already naked, but fortunately, her shirt was still there.

She clutched her collar tightly and gasped, and the man suddenly printed her red lips, and before she could resist, the clear and sweet warm water gradually crossed into her mouth, relieving the dry and unbearable throat in an instant. Lin Yize fed several mouthfuls in a row, and Fu Zhining felt that his throat and eyes felt better.

The man showed mercy and let her rest for a few minutes, who knew that Fu Zhining got up and wanted to escape into the bathroom, Lin Yize grabbed her slender ankle and threw her back on the bed, "Didn't you say it during the day, do you want to admit it?" ”

Fu Zhining: "......"

In order to let the man leave obediently, Fu Zhining told him in the office, "Go back at night and continue", how could she have expected things to develop to this point, and if it continues now, isn't that ......

"No, ......," Fu Zhining replied weakly.

Although she had done some homework, she was still nervous. Lin Yize seemed to guess her concerns, pecked the tip of the little girl's nose, propped his elbow beside her and comforted her softly: "It's okay, if you're not ready, we can not continue." ”

Fu Zhining slept beside him every day, and he endured it for so many days, and the two had the same mind, and they still cared about this moment, Lin Yize hoped that all this was her willingness, and he was unwilling to force her to make any compromises. Just as he got up and was about to go to the bathroom to calm down, a small hand grabbed the edge of his pants, he turned his head, and although Fu Zhining didn't speak, the man read her choice from those clear and bright eyes.

Lin Yize sat down and stretched out his hand to press the switch, the electric curtain slowly closed, and the white bedroom ceiling light went out, leaving only the small lamp at the head of the bed, and the yellow and clear soft light shone on the beautiful room.

He carefully brushed the black hair in front of the little girl's eyes, his strongly restrained eyes stared at her shy face, the blood in his body kept gushing as if it was about to burst out, Lin Yize tried his best to suppress his physical desires.

"Is that okay?" Lin Yize confirmed it one last time.

The girl slowly closed her eyes and acquiesced to the man's next move.

The silky smooth and white skin touched the man's hard and bulging muscles, Fu Zhining trembled and curled up his toes, and a gentle and affectionate kiss floated down his forehead and fell all over his body, the strange touch made her completely forget her tension and fear, and was willing to get lost in the man's world. She writhed her legs unconsciously, and the black sheets left a mark.

"Don't be afraid." Lin Yize's low and hoarse voice lingered in her ears.

In the next second, a tingling sensation that she had never felt before swept through her body, she grabbed the man's back in a panic, Lin Yize's warm and safe chest pressed against her shoulder and continued to soothe, until Fu Zhining's brows soothed and he didn't dare to move slightly.

All night, Fu Zhining's little lonely boat floated in the vast sea of Lin Yize, overflowing with moans again and again with his turbulent waves. No matter how she bit her red lips, she couldn't stop the inside-out stimulation in her body, the boat rolled back and forth on the sea, undulating, shaking, and the sound of crying attracted the baptism of the storm, waiting for her was wave after wave of love.

When the little girl was covered in sweat and lying in the bathtub with weak limbs, she had already lost the ability to think, the man thoughtfully wiped the water droplets on her body with a towel, Fu Zhining fought with her upper and lower eyelids, leaned on Lin Yize's strong shoulders and fell asleep in a daze.

As for how she got back to bed, I have to ask Mr. Lin about the aftermath.

The man covered the sleeping little girl with a quilt, and the daily good night kiss came as scheduled, he raised his hand to extinguish the light, and the darkness covered the tender and sweet night.

In the dark night, the two skin-to-skin kisses are firmly nestled together, without the slightest gap.

Lin Yize thought that this was probably the most memorable Christmas of his life.

Not one of them.