Falling back to gl

Chapter 93

Ji Cen'an let out a low sound from his throat: "Yes."

In response to the request of Xia Nanjia, he is especially obedient and gentle, and it is easier to get along with him than usual.

Nanjia put both hands on her shoulders, and then slowly slipped them down after a while, caressing a piece of her collarbone.

Leaning against Ji Cen'an with his whole body, he once again showed weakness and leaned against him.

Both parties are not the character that can communicate openly, there is no need to chatter, just such a close contact is enough.

The company's troubles, family conflicts, and Ji Cen'an's miscellaneous annoyances, there is no need to talk to each other.

Nanjia touched Ji Cen'an's back lightly, and soon passed his hands through the man's loose black hair, passing the gradually heavier breath to her, with half-closed eyelids.Rarely, Nanjia's demeanor tonight seemed a little depressed, and there was an inexplicable energy all over his body, as if he was pushed too hard, and he wanted to find the comfort he wanted from Ji Cen'an.

During the day, the emotional backlog was too much, and the reaction was delayed, and now it is gradually stretched.

Just embracing Ji Cen'an, it didn't matter, and didn't even make any unnecessary moves, but Nanjia seemed to have found a vent, hugging Ji Cen'an tightly, her breathing fluctuated accordingly, and she became unable to control herself.

The one lasted for a long time, so long that the two of them could not feel their lips, and it was difficult to breathe in and out of their teeth.

Ji Cen'an was also slightly depressed, with his usual gloom.

The house in Heyuan is a large flat, with an area of ​​more than 400 square meters. The Jiangjing Building is far away from the downtown area, and it is quiet and quiet at night.

This place was renovated last year, and it is new inside and out.The beginning of September in the Gregorian calendar is the end of August in the lunar calendar. Tonight's moon is a blurred silver hook with weak light. The watery moonlight leaked into the room, outlining a shallow halo around them.

The privacy of the small community is good, and the view from the floor-to-ceiling windows is also wide.Ji Cen'an picked up Nanjia, turned him to the cushion behind the window, and put him down.

They stayed here for another 10 minutes, overlooking the night scene outside the high-rise building, exposed in the bright white.

The river view outside is barren, and it is still in the development stage, and many places have not been fully built.Looking around, the place near here is brightly lit, and the gorgeous bright colors are dazzling and warm, while the opposite side of the river bank is another scene.

Decadent, dim, endless black envelops the buildings in the night, and everything is submerged in the boundless haze.

Ji Cen'an put his arms around Nanjia from behind, not letting him get away, and whispered in Nanjia's ear, "... Just rest like this, don't move."

Nanjia leaned on him and didn't move.

If you don't make a sound, you really don't speak, Ji Cen'an is very determined, resting his chin on Nanga's shoulder, and wrapping his arm around her lower abdomen.

Nanjia raised his head and leaned back a little.

The scene of deja vu had happened in the past, not only once.

The two of them were like this when they gave in to each other, letting go of their so-called principles and persistence, and gradually approaching each other.

Words are fragile, not as direct and sharp as actions.Ji Cen'an held Nanjia in front of him, lowered his eyes, and was quiet and docile.

The occupancy rate of the community is not high, there are not many lights in the whole building, and it is pitch black everywhere.

The two of them were shoeless and walked barefoot on the soft carpet.Nanjia wore a serious summer suit, which contrasted sharply with Ji Cen'an, who was dressed in loose clothes.Ji Cen'an's body had a faint aura of fireworks, which was less frivolous and impetuous than before, making her comfortable. Nanjia leaned against her chest, with her head on the side.

After a while, Ji Cen'an folded his legs and rubbed against Nanjia's ankle.

One after another, the strength is not heavy, but the touch sometimes disappears.

No matter what she did, Nanga never stopped or responded.

There was an obvious feeling, but his eyes fell on the outside world, and he was in a daze.

Until he relaxed and his mind was not so tense, Nanjia grabbed Ji Cen'an's arm, touched the wrist and squeezed it, and said in a low voice: "Maybe I will go to City C again later, probably in the next few days." sky."

Ji Cen'an continued, "Did they contact you again?"

"I made a video call with Mr. Wang."

"Ah."

Nanjia: "Sun Mingtian is not doing well, the situation is not very good."

"I know." Ji Cen'an said, "He entered the emergency room again tonight."

Nanjia turned her head and looked at her: "You checked the news yourself again?"

Her face was next to Nanga's temple: "No."

Nanjia said: "Zhao Qihong conveyed it."

Ji Cen'an: "Yes."

Nanga: "I let him take charge of the docking over there."

Ji Cen'an: "He also said that."

"He is sincere to you." Nanjia said, and moved a little further, "I don't think he is more positive to others."

Ji Cen'an didn't argue, and said, "It's not easy for Housekeeper Zhao, it's quite tiring."

Nanjia raised his eyes, turned back to face the outside, and did not reject Zhao Qihong's cleverness.

Open one eye and close one eye, don't get too entangled.

Slightly bending his back, Ji Cen'an bent his upper body, leaned close to Nanga's neck again, and whispered softly when he was close enough, "Are you tired?"

Nanjia fixed her eyes on the deep night, as if she missed this question of concern, and ignored it without answering.

Ji Cen'an asked again: "Are you tired today?"

Nanjia said, "It's nothing."

Ji Cen'an: "Tell me about it."

"What?" Nanga asked back.

Ji Cen'an said softly, "You can talk about anything you want."

Nanjia replied: "There is nothing to talk about."

Ji Cen'an: "Then find something to talk about."

Nanga: "No."

"You're in a bad mood." Ji Cen'an straightened his back slightly, and kissed her earlobe very tenderly, patiently, and after a while, he dropped it down, and opened his wet and hot lips, aiming at Nanjia's earlobe, "No I'm glad that's the way it is, it hasn't changed."

The warm strange feeling was too direct, Nanjia couldn't get used to it, felt a little itchy, and subconsciously shrank back.But he couldn't do it. As soon as he moved, he was caught by Ji Cen'an, restraining him from dodging.The body reacted involuntarily, Nanjia's ears felt hot, and his hand also exerted strength, his little finger trembled.

"I haven't changed." Nanjia said, uncomfortable, his tone was still calm and steady, and then he refused to admit it, retorting without a trace of conviction, "I'm not unhappy, just a little tired, too many things during the day, relatively busy."

Ji Cen'an dismantled it without losing face: "Didn't you say you were not tired just now?"

Nanjia: "I didn't say that."

Ji Cen'an raised his eyebrows: "I can change my mind."

Nanga: "No."

"That means you didn't listen to me and ignored me on purpose."

"……Um."

Punitively, Ji Cen'an hugged her tightly and hooked her back, making Nanjia feel himself, being restrained and unable to break free.

Ji Cen'an was more energetic, and while tossing and tossing, he also held Nanjia up into the air to pick up some.It was very strenuous for both of them to sit on the ground, but this man did it with ease, lifting Nanga off the ground with ease.

His body tilted and he almost fell down, Nanjia couldn't help but feel his heart tense, being bluffed by the opponent's sudden move.

Ji Cen'an was quite leisurely, he didn't forget to "add trouble" at this time, and when he put down Nanjia, he pecked on the side of Nanjia's face, taking the opportunity to find trouble.

Nanjia was stunned, as if he hadn't expected this.I'm not used to fighting with people, and I love to carry it since I was a child. When I experience this kind of situation suddenly, my mind is empty.

Ji Cen'an didn't do this before, he wasn't that nervous, and he couldn't do this kind of low-level behavior-on the other hand, he couldn't let go of his airs when he was young and frivolous, and he was almost as good as Nanga, and he didn't have that kind of heart. That "courage".

Now that there is nothing left, instead of putting on airs like that.Not counting after kissing the face, Ji Cen'an also kissed Nanjia's jawline, and the rest of the way down, he would not let it go.

Nanjia was at a loss and struggled: "Don't make trouble."

Following suit, Ji Cen'an also took a bite out of Nanjia.

The lower mouth is very light, and it still bites through the fabric.

It's not really about doing something to Nanga, just a symbolic gesture.

It didn't hurt, or even feel, but Nanjia still shook, and the next moment, he completely fell on the hands of the people behind him.

Brushing her hair, Ji Cen'an asked in a low voice, "Are you ticklish?"

Nanga said, "Let go."

Ji Cen'an continued: "It seems that I wasn't so afraid of this a few years ago."

Nanjiala pulled her arm, recovered from the immersion just now, and didn't like her bad teasing, only felt that this person had never changed his temperament, and faintly fell into old problems again.

"Get up and drive if you have nothing to do, don't make a fuss."

Ji Cen An stopped when enough was enough: "Don't be angry, I won't trouble you anymore."

Nanjia pinched her hand, but he didn't use force and didn't hurt her.

Ji Cen'an disliked him, pretended to be, and said, "I was wrong, Mr. Nan doesn't remember villains."

She couldn't utter a few nice words, she was clearly begging for mercy, but what she said was not the case, as if whoever owed her, she was the one who was wronged.

Nanjia had always been serious, and couldn't deal with this shameless move, so he had to pinch her again.

This time I tried my best, but I still didn't let the other party hurt.

Ji Cen'an was annoying for thousands of years, instead of restraining himself, he grabbed Nanjia's hands and wrapped them together.

Nanjiatai took this seriously, was not used to it, and didn't know what to do, so he broke free instead.

It's not as good as someone wants, and I'm too lazy to get used to it.

Neither of them backed down, you come in and I come in too, just now they were talking about business, but it didn't take long for everything to change.

Ji Cen'an just wanted to provoke Nanjia, knew how to guide the other party, and deliberately did some inconspicuous behaviors, so as to provoke Nanjia's "dissatisfaction".

They both fell on the carpet very quickly, Nanjia turned around and pushed her, Ji Cen'an raised his hand and pulled Nanjia, taking the opportunity to lead her to lie on the ground.

The moment it touched the bottom, Ji Cen'an also held Nanjia tightly so that he could not break free.

Before Nanjia had time to dodge, he spun upside down in front of his eyes and was crushed instantly.

Ji Cen'an touched the back of her head with his palm to protect her from touching the ground.Nanjia froze, pursed her lips, and had a strange expression.

"Go down." Nanjia said, but there was no deterrent effect in the words.

Unmoved, Ji Cen'an withdrew his hand, and pulled Nanjia's slender ankle a second later, dragging it to this side.

Playing tricks on one spot, Ji Cen'an watched condescendingly, stared quietly for a while, and then continued... I don't know when, instead of Nanjia gaining the upper hand, Ji Cen'an was pushed down.

Sitting on the opponent's waist, with his legs half kneeling, Nanjia looked down at Ji Cen'an, folded his hands above his head, and firmly controlled him.

Ji Cen'an wasn't worried at all, and let him do whatever he wanted.

Straight and paralyzed, like no bones, gave up resistance.

In the deep misty moonlight, Nanjia's body was covered with light white, and the outline was indistinct.

Ji Cen'an's throat slid, his voice was slightly hoarse, his red lips parted and closed for a while, and he softly begged for forgiveness: "Mr. Nan calm down..."