Jiang Ning had just finished a lawsuit when he was hurried away by a phone call.
Zhou Jingsheng was sent abroad for half a year and was eager to come back tonight.
Said on the phone that he wanted to see her.
Perhaps it had been too long since she had seen this man. When she heard his voice, Jiang Ning was in a daze. She went back to the apartment to dress up a little, and after taking a shower, she rushed to the hotel to meet Zhou Jingsheng.
Zhou Jingsheng liked her very much when she went to see him with delicate light makeup.
As soon as the two entered the door, he was a little anxious.
The familiar taste of male Shen Lie wrapped around his lips, exerting a force of gravity on his waist.
Zhou Jingsheng asked in a deep voice: "Do you miss me?"
"think."
"How much do you think?"
Zhou Jingsheng raised his face slightly, wanting to see her expression.
Only then did Jiang Ning see the man clearly. He had high brows and slender eyes. He had had his hair cut before coming here. His sideburns were very clean and neat. The tear mole under his eyes showed his dignity.
She was smiling, and her peach blossom eyes were charming and soft.
Jiang Ning's panting mouth was as clear as honey: "What do you think!"
Zhou Jingsheng closed the door, hugged her and turned around to press against the wall.
He pinched her arm with one hand and kissed her passionately, their lips and teeth mingling.
She was out of breath and struggled to open her hands: "Breathe evenly."
On the verge of suffocation, Zhou Jingsheng moved his mouth half way to give her a space to breathe.
"Can't you stand this?"
The deep voice swirled in her ears, and the strong smell of his wine made Jiang Ning feel dizzy.
Zhou Jingsheng was a little crazy tonight.
Jiang Ning came to Jiangzhou when he was twelve years old, and began to follow Zhou Jingsheng when he was nineteen years old.
She is twenty-five years old this year and has been with him for six years.
Along the way, Jiang Ning witnessed all kinds of women around Zhou Jingsheng.
Until he announced his engagement a year ago and married the powerful Yu family in Hong Kong City.
Jiangzhou is covered with snow in the middle of winter.
Thin flakes of snow drifted down and fell on the floor-to-ceiling windows. The collision between the snow layer and the glass lasted only three seconds before melting, just like her relationship with him would never see the light of day.
Jiang Ning looked a little lost in thought.
She suddenly felt very tired of this kind of contact.
"Trance?"
A man's noble and frivolous voice sounded behind him.
Zhou Jingsheng hugged her with one hand, and the fingers of the other hand dug deeply into the soft flesh of her waist, with a sense of punishment.
It hurts a little.
Jiang Ning frowned and said, "The floor is too cold."
She spoke the four words in a particularly tactful and charming way.
"Then go to bed."
Zhou Jingsheng carried her to bed.
The two of them stayed together until late at night, with the blurry night outside the window, and the strong atmosphere of ambiguity that filled the room.
Jiang Ning opened his eyes and looked at the man in the darkness: "Didn't he say he wouldn't come back until the beginning of next month?"
"The business over there is done."
"When do you plan to return to Zhou's house?"
This time, Zhou Jingsheng remained silent.
There was a rustling sound in his ears. He turned over and went to find clothes to take a bath.
He didn't say anything, and Jiang Ning didn't get to the bottom of it.
She pulled up a bedside wall lamp. The moment the light was turned on, Jiang Ning could see the man's face clearly. Zhou Jingsheng was noble and gentle by birth, a typical gentlemanly scum look.
Gentle on the outside, wild on the inside.
It's her favorite style.
She has broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and her figure is so good that just showing her upper body is pleasing to the eye.
This makes Jiang Ning, who has never been so serious about sex, often feel that Zhou Jingsheng is indeed an excellent partner. He is rich and good-looking, especially in good health. Whether in bed or off, he fits her taste perfectly.
Zhou Jingsheng only took a bath towel: "I'm going to take a shower first."
"Um."
Jiang Ning looked back at the room.
The chandelier hanging above the head illuminated the "evidence" of the stalemate in the house.
Her sweater and Zhou Jingsheng's shirt were tangled together.
Zhou Jingsheng has severe mysophobia.
Every time I finish, I stay in the bathroom for a long time.
Jiang Ning then got out of bed, put on a pink and pink nightgown that reached her ankles, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the hurried traffic downstairs. She regained her low mood and raised the hand holding the cigarette.
The pain in the entire arm extended to the shoulder.
To be precise, there is no good spot in the whole body.
Zhou Jingsheng has always been cruel to others, going crazy and ignoring them.
Halfway through the cigarette in his hand, the bathroom door opened.
Jiang Ning brought the cigarette closer and put it out.
Trying to say in a calm tone: "Yu Zixin has come to see me. She wants me to break up with you. After all, you are getting married in three months. It is normal for her to have this request."
