Good Morning, Mr. President!

Compared with Wen Yanzhi's cold and angry look, Jing Rong smiled.

His smile annoyed Wen Yan even more. What are you laughing at? When he came back, he brought a man to stimulate him and smiled so happily! Definitely provocation!

Wen Yanzhi held his face, and the kiss that was furious and angry continued.

At this moment, he had no regard for the people in the parking lot, nor for those pointing eyes.

It's as if I'm going to swallow the person I haven't seen in two years before.

Jing Rong allowed him to kiss and did not push away. Kissing and kissing, Wen Yanzhi was not as rude as she was just now, and she had a lingering tenderness and a deep desire.

He was breathing more and more heavily, burning his palm to Jing Rong's waist, and scrambling into the hem of his shirt. Jing Rong trembled fiercely, and under his caress, it was difficult to fight.

However, his intellect is always a little better than Wen Yan. He clasped Hu Lai's hand, panting, "Don't mess around, this is the airport."

Wen Yanzhi can see Jing Ronghong's earlobe. It turned out that he was still as shy as two years ago.

"Get in the car. The other accounts will be with you later."

Wen Yanzhi pulled open the door of the back seat and stuffed Jing Rong directly. He was tortured by desire, but Jing Rong was not much better.

Sitting in the back seat, it was safe to stay away from him. Otherwise, it is really dangerous at high speed.

Wen Yanzhi drove all the way. The car got off the highway, and even had no time to go home. He turned and drove directly to the deserted suburb.

Jing Rong took a plane for more than 20 hours and was bumpy all the way, already a little sleepy. When the car stopped, I woke up a little, looked out the window, and looked confused.

Why did this guy turn himself here?

Just about to get out of the car, Wen Yanzhi had already got down from the driver's seat in front, Jing Rong pushed the door of the car and just hit him. Before he could wait, Wen Yan's long fingers pinched his chin and raised his face.

The frantic, overwhelming kisses were approaching, Jing Rong felt unable to breathe. But this feeling made him extremely greedy. As if all the thoughts of the past two years, at this moment, I have a good foothold.

Two years, it is not long.

It seems to be tormenting every day; it is so short that the man is not pale in his memory.

The mood was surging, and Jing Rong responded eagerly with strong emotions. He held Wen Yanzhi's face and deepened the kiss in the wilderness.

Wen Yanzhi grabbed his shirt hem and pushed it up to his waist. The big palm hugs Jing Rong's waist, and leans him against the chair in the car.

In the past, Wenyan Capital drove sports cars, but today he drove a large off-road vehicle.

Jing Rong thinks this guy is probably intentional.

"Did you think about this for a long time?" Jing Rong asked. Breathing disorder. He looked up at the man above, and those clear eyes were dazzling with bright light, so that he could not move his eyes.

Wen Yanzhi's wild and wild breath sprayed on his face. "When you left two years ago, I started thinking. Is this too early?"

Jing Rong laughed, "You are a hooligan."

In Wen Yan's eyes, there is a deep passion, mixed with a passion that cannot be melted. Fingers fascinated and gently stroked on his waist, making Jing Rong difficult to control himself.

"I'm a hooligan, even if I'm really a hooligan." He murmured, and started to pull his shirt with his fingers.

"Will you take off your clothes? You will destroy this one and you will pay me!"

"Compensation! Ten or hundreds!"

Wen Yanzhi overwhelmed Jing Rong in the back seat.

There was a hum of desire in the large carriage. Two people in love embrace each other in the most sincere mood.

I don't know how long ...

The heat in the car has not completely dissipated.

Wen Yanzhi's craving is on Jing Rong. Jing Rong's hand rubbed his waist, "I'm obviously not that fat, why is it so heavy?"

"Don't you see my **** muscles? This is the result of my two years." Wen Yanzhi mentioned this special pride and grabbed Jing Rong's hand and put it on his chest. "Come, touch it."

Jing Rong grabbed two politely.

I immediately felt a reaction from someone below me.

He pulled his hand back. Lost to this guy!

"You haven't been here for the past two years. I just rely on fitness to help me feel depressed." Wen Yanzhi covered his shoulder and sucked gently. "How about you? You have been there for two years. Have you missed me?"

Before Jing Rong said anything, she heard Wen Yan frown, and said a little angry: "Looking at you and other men so happy, I'm afraid I have long forgotten who I am. In the past two years, you There should be the loneliness of the kid just now? "

Jing Rong knew he was referring to Ji'an. Just looking at his face, I knew he was misunderstanding.

He nodded earnestly, "It really depends on him. He is very lively and humorous. I am bored, and it is not particularly boring because he is there."

Wen Yanzhi was so angry that his mouth was crooked. He stared at Jingrong coldly. "You better not tell me, you have been interested in him for the past two years. You must dare to have other thoughts on others, I ...

"How are you?"

"I ... you raped me first!"

Jing Rong laughed and clasped his messy hands. Looking at him again, he looked more serious and serious, "Jian and I are just friends."

"What friend? Boyfriend?" Wen Yanzhi did not hesitate.

Jing Rong was helpless, "Ordinary friends! Or, a little better than ordinary friends. But our relationship is very pure, not what you think!"

After a pause, he added: "In the past two years, I have not been interested in any man or woman."

Jing Rong spoke solemnly and sincerely. He is not a person who speaks beautiful words in order to coax him, and Wen Yan should believe his words. The depressed depression in my heart disappeared at this moment.

He smugly smacked his lips. "What about me? In the past two years, are you still interested in me?"

"... Don't ask it knowingly."

"I never know why!" Wen Yanzhi hovered over him with a smile in his eyes. "I only ask if I don't know. So, hurry up. Are you still impatient with me?"

Jing Rong's eyes fell deeply on his face. Wen Yanzhi thought the boy wouldn't say something nice. After all, he's a stuffy gourd and it's hard to get him to open his mouth.

When he left two years ago, he didn't have to say something nice to coax himself. Instead they are words that are ruthless or calm.

However, he did not expect that this time he nodded.

"Heartbeat. It's heartbeat. For the past two years, I'm still heartbeating for you every day, no less than two years ago."

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