"What's wrong with my brother?" Yan Jing's face became serious, and he was about to follow him.

"Mr. Yan Jing, please come back." He Jin stopped Yan Jing's way, "The boss probably doesn't want to see you very much."

"You are really a good dog raised by my brother." Yan Jing really wanted to throw a punch in the face of the person in front of him, "Go back and tell my brother and tell him to take good care of his body."

He Jin nodded politely, "Don't worry, I will definitely convey it."

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Jian Yue anxiously waited for the elevator, but when the elevator came down and the door opened, Yan Ce came out in a panic.

"You." Jian Yue looked up and down, "Why did you come down, why are you uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine." Yan Ce pulled the man into his arms, "Go home first."

Seeing that the better Jane was, Yan Ce was still worried, but fortunately, he let him follow Jane Yue, otherwise, what Yan Jing really did to Jane Yue, he couldn't imagine the consequences.

After returning home, Jian Yue pulled Yan Ce to sit down on the sofa, took off the other party's clothes and looked at the wound.

"I'm fine." Yan Ce patted his wound, "How about you?"

"Why are you photographing him?" Jian Yue pulled down his clothes, "I'm fine."

Yan Ce patted his thigh, "Sit up, I'll talk to you."

Jian Yue hesitated a bit, but finally sat on the other side's lap obediently, "Speak."

"What did Yan actually say to you?" Yan Ce smoothed the hair on the other side's head, "I know he's coming to you."

"He." Jian Yue twisted his fingers, "before he finished, Assistant He came."

"If he says anything to threaten you, you have to tell me, you know." Yan Ce kissed the other person's ear, "Besides, don't take what he said lightly, and don't go with him."

Jian Yue nodded meekly, "I'll listen to you."

"It's alright, it's alright." Yan Ce circled people tightly, and if he coaxed him, he didn't know if he was comforting the other party or himself.

"Yan Ce." Jian Yue wrapped his arms around each other's neck, "Will you be taken away?"

"Only you don't want me, without me being taken away." Yan Ce felt distressed for some reason.

Jian Yue also kissed Yan Ce's cheek, "Then why do you like me, I have nothing special."

"Why not." Yan Ce began to count with his fingers, "You are beautiful and cute..."

Jian Yue interrupted him immediately, "What is beautiful and cute, I'm not..."

"How good-looking she looks, and she always likes to tell me the opposite, so serious outside, I don't eat this one when I get home, and I don't eat that one, Jin is very expensive, and I know how to point at me and scold 'Yan Ce, I'm ignoring you. '..."

"Shut up! It's not."

Yan Ce continued to display, "At work, you are dedicated and professional, honest and generous to people, without scheming, and you are stupid."

"Are you calling me stupid?"

"No way." Yan Ce squeezed the other's waist, "You only become stupid when you meet me, although you usually call me sharp, but when you don't call me, you're not only stupid. Ask me if I like you?"

As if the secret was revealed, Jian Yue covered the other's mouth embarrassedly, "You are not allowed to say any more."

Yan Ce directly stuck out his head and licked the opponent's palm twice, and Jian Yue quickly retracted his hand and scolded him as a hooligan.

"What's wrong with the hooligan, the hooligan also loves his wife." Yan Ce clings to the other person's ear and whispers, "Wife, do you want to do it?"

"Yan Ce, don't get windy." Jian Yue raised her hips unconsciously, "Not now."

"I've been healed long ago." Yan Ce put his hand under the other's butt to hold it up, "Wife, do you want to?"

"It will split." Jian Yue put his head into the other's shoulder and neck, "No."

Yan Ce's voice was getting deeper and deeper, and the area where his fingers slept became more and more hidden, "I won't split you, I promise."

"No!" Jian Yue jumped up and down like a surf in her heart, "I'm afraid your wound will open."

"No, it's already healed. I want you to coax me more before telling you it hurts." Yan Ce curled his two fingers inside, and Jian Yue snorted involuntarily.

"Yan Ce, don't..." Jian Yue was so shocked that he couldn't speak again, "Don't, there, I... um."

"Wife, you haven't made out with me for 16 days." Yan Ce pressed a slippery point intentionally or unintentionally, "Is that okay?"

"You go first, come out, I can."

Yan Ce stirred for a while with nostalgia, and then retracted the two fingers that were sticking together seven times, "Is it alright now?"

After confirming that the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were closed, Jian Yue changed his sitting position, sat upright on Yan Ceyue's retreat, and slowly withdrew his shirts one by one, revealing his fair skin.

Yan Ce's throat would be so hot that it could scorch fire, and it was his normal state to be hungry in Qinggu.

"Be honest." Jian Yue ignored Yan Ce's lips and rubbed his blushing cheeks, and unbuttoned Yan Ce's clothes in a chaotic manner, "Don't be brave if you're uncomfortable."

Jian Yue's chest shape is very beautiful, not the kind of thin and dry flat, nor procrastination, but a very healthy oval shape, which looks like two gentle slopes.

**Not only beautiful in appearance, but also bulging and elastic, the blush is as charming as two red peony flowers, and the two flower hearts are more three-dimensional and tangible.

"Wife, I promise I'm fine."