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After everyone finished the New Year's Eve dinner, according to domestic customs, they had to watch the New Year's Eve together. However, the time was too long, so everyone thought of some entertainment and games. Although they were of different ages, in today's atmosphere, Lu Jian and the others Putting aside the usual rigor and rigidity, I had a great time playing with two young people.
There was nothing unusual about this night in France, but Song Jiaojiao thought that the Chinese friends who stayed in France and could not go back to celebrate the New Year might be in the same mood as them.
After twelve o'clock, everyone went back to their rooms, including Lu Jian. After the three assistants left, he stayed and chatted with them for a while.
"Jiaojiao, you will be returning to China in a few days, right?"
Song Jiaojiao had calculated before that there were still six days left. She nodded to Lu Jian, "Well, we'll leave on the 15th."
"Have the flight tickets been booked?"
¡°Not yet, we¡¯ll decide in two days.¡±
¡°It¡¯s difficult to book a flight ticket to return to China after the New Year, but it doesn¡¯t matter. I¡¯ll ask people from the company to keep an eye on it and help you book it directly when the time comes.¡±
"Uncle Lu, I can decide it myself."
"Why are you so polite to Uncle Lu?"
Lu Jian really likes Song Jiaojiao. He has no daughter. God knows how much he wants a daughter. When Song Jiaojiao was born, he had already discovered that he was an invisible girl-controller. His daughter-in-law is also a daughter after all. Thinking of this, He couldn't help but feel relaxed.
After Lu Jian left, Lu Jingzuo hugged Song Jiaojiao and made love. Song Jiaojiao reached out and covered his lips, "You see you can't wait."
Lu Jingzuo hugged her and sat on the sofa. His leg muscles were firm and warm. This position made Song Jiaojiao uncomfortable, so she moved slightly. Lu Jingzuo immediately groaned when she moved. , the hand on her slender waist squeezed gently, "I think you did it on purpose."
Song Jiaojiao¡¯s cry of injustice was definitely not intentional, it was just because her sitting posture was uncomfortable. She immediately shook her head, ¡°Absolutely not.¡±
Lu Jingzuo slowed down for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Whether it is true or not, I will treat it as if you did it on purpose."
"You are too" domineering
But before Song Jiaojiao finished speaking, she was lost in his eyes as black as a deep pool. She swallowed subconsciously, "Youwhy are you looking at me like this?"
Lu Jingzuo gently twitched the corner of his mouth, hugged her with one hand, and unbuttoned his shirt with the other. His fingers were long and well-jointed, and he had an indescribable allure when unbuttoning. Since coming to France, Song The most common thing in the bright room is that Lu Jingzuo is wearing a suit. Well it is different from the previous casual and comfortable style, with the charm of a mature man. Well he seems to have the feeling of a gentle scum
Her eyes fell uncontrollably on his fingers as he unbuttoned his buttons. He moved his fingers lightly, one, two, and three Song Jiaojiao was a little stunned, and his cheeks spontaneously turned red, with a hint of burning. Feeling the heat, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold his palm, "Wellit seems to be quite late today."
Lu Jingzuo glanced at the big clock on the wall and said with a muffled laugh: "It's just the twelve o'clock shift. It's not like I haven't experienced the joy of two or three in the morning."
Song Jiaojiao: "!!!"
She knew very well what he was talking about. She really didn't know why a man had so much energy. He didn't get home until early every morning, washing and stroking at either two or three o'clock, but that's it, he still had energy at night. To toss her, she would often be forced to open the business even though she was half asleep. This feeling almost made her cry. In this way, after tossing her a lot, he could go to work refreshed in the morning.
While he was thinking about it, his earlobe suddenly felt hot, and the man covered it with his hot lips, holding it in his mouth and biting it lightly. Song Jiaojiao was so stimulated that his whole body went limp, and she leaned against him weakly.
¡°Baby, I¡¯ve been thinking about it all day long.¡±
Song Jiaojiao grabbed his collar and said, "You stop talking." She can't refuse his advances at all now. If you don't agree to him, he can say anything dirty. She has said it more than once Suspicion, her boyfriend seems to have been switched.
"Don't tell me, I'll do it."
After Lu Jingzuo finished speaking, his lips quickly found hers and entangled them skillfully.
The two of them were sitting on the sofa in the living room. When they lay down, the light above the living room was a little dazzling. Song Jiaojiao subconsciously reached out to cover his eyes and muttered, "The light is so dazzling."
Lu Jingzuo didn't hear clearly at first, his thin lips lingered on her fair and graceful neck. Song Jiaojiao was crying, and couldn't help but resisted and reached out to push him. Lu Jingzuo responded:??Finally, I couldn't hold it back and went back to look outside.
When she looked over, Lu Jingzuo happened to turn around. When she saw his turning action, Song Jiaojiao couldn't hold back her tears for a moment. She had been standing here for a long time, and he had just turned around. Then didn't he stand there all the time before? Was he worried that she would look back for him?
Thinking of this, Song Jiaojiao felt even sadder. She watched the tall body go further and further until it disappeared into the sea of ??people. Then she went to the boarding gate in despair to wait for boarding. She didn't like the feeling of separation.
She was lost in thought when the phone in her palm vibrated. It was a WeChat message sent to her by Lu Jingzuo.
¡ª¡ªBaby, wait for me, I¡¯ll be back soon.
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Jiao Jiao has returned to China, is Brother Zuo still far away?
This book is coming to an end soon. Please give me advance notice for my follow-up copy. There are really very few advance notices.
"One Hundred Dreams"
Lu Qiong has a warm and popular writer named Nan Xing who works for her. She has watched him grow from obscurity to fame, but in the past six years, she did not even know what he looked like or whether he was a boy or a girl.
The first time I saw Wen Nanxing was in the hospital. The man was sitting in a wheelchair. He had a handsome face, soft facial lines, quiet eyes, and a faint smile on his lips.
"Are you the beauty editor?"
Everyone around Lu Qiong knew that this woman had never put any man in her eyes. She was aloof and cold, but she loved the handsome man named Wen Nanxing very much.
She originally thought that he was a thin and pitiful little white flower on the high mountain, making people feel loved and pitiful. Until later she saw him wearing a suit and leather shoes, and the surroundings were cold, but the pair of black eyes looking at her were familiar and hot. stubborn.
It was only then that she realized that maybe in his eyes, she was the poor little white flower.
Later, she asked him, "Since you left, why did you come back?"
His cold lips were pressed against her neck, which was so white that her meridians were clearly visible, and he murmured softly, "The person you want to see in your dreams will naturally be found."
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Paranoid and indifferent great writer x cold and aloof Bai Fumei