The night is quiet and deep.

Lin Qian lay on the bed, listening carefully to the sound of the bathroom. When he heard the sound of the door being pushed open, he immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Li Zhicheng washed his face and walked back to the bedroom. He saw the woman frowning slightly and her eyes closed at first sight. But as a soldier, he had excellent eyesight and could hit the mobile target hundreds of meters away quickly. What's more, at this moment, seeing her a few meters away clearly, her eyelashes were trembling slightly and she was not asleep.

Li Zhicheng walked to the bed calmly and began to take off his clothes.

Like most men, he only wore a pair of boxer underwear when he slept. Lin Qian squinted her eyes and saw him lying down with a quilt lifted up and lying down. His well-proportioned and sturdy body lines were particularly masculine under the lamp.

Lin Qian didn't say anything and continued to pretend.

Then he felt his body slowly pressing on her waist, and he slowly touched: "Are you asleep?"

"Yes." Lin Qian answered a word without opening her eyes.

"Has it digested?" he asked again.

This was just now in the study. After he confessed his thoughts, Lin Qian was excited, but he said, "Well... I understand. I will digest it again."

In fact, women are the same. If you have a cold war with him or a conflict, even if he explains it reasonably, you have accepted it rationally, but you always have some time to digest it emotionally.

Lin Qian is a very rational woman. From beginning to end, she understood that Li Zhicheng was right to do this. He said that he would not take the initiative to plot against others. He also said that if he did not take the initiative to kill Xin Baorui this time, Ning Weikai would definitely prepare a new brand and ban the vinda who had just improved. It is because now that everyone in Aida is immersed in the joy of turning over. Only when he sees the fatal danger behind it clearly, he will take this step of ruthlessness. He will hide the world, either die or live, and have no choice.

But reason is one thing, emotion is one thing.

She turned around and turned her back to him: "No! I think it will take a few more days!"

Since she is the one he earns with his heart, for example, he has the right to vent his heart at will? Hum...

So should she read his tricks earlier that day? Wouldn't she have the same latecomer as today?

She thought about it and still felt that it was not right.

Although he was able to make a big strategist, there were not without risks and difficulties along the way. If he had not found a cost-effective fabric of Mingde that day, if the old man Mingde had not agreed to his holding agreement; or Ning Weikai had not fallen into the trap and did not take the step of Sha Ying... Then Li Zhicheng could not be like today, the victory was decided, and he would have just waited for the next year to easily reach the top of the industry.

Isn’t he too cold to the top, and he bears several times the pressure from others, step by step like walking on thin ice?

Thinking of this, my heart became a little softer.

At this time, he felt Li Zhicheng's breathing gradually stabilize, and the hand placed on her waist stopped moving.

Lin Qian listened carefully and was speechless - he couldn't... fall asleep, right?

Damn! She was still trying hard to find reasons to forgive him, but he fell asleep so comfortably?

Lin Qian paused for a while, but there was no movement and his breathing slowly became longer. Now she couldn't help it and turned her head to look at him!

Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he bumped into a pair of clear eyes. Li Zhicheng looked at her quietly in the night, wondering how long he had been looking at her.

The surroundings were so quiet and so dark. Only the two of them looked at each other silently.

Lin Qian's heart suddenly became soft again.

As a result, he heard him say, "I have been thinking about you all these days on a business trip."

Lin Qian's eyes suddenly felt a little hot, and she replied softly: "Well, so do I."

I've been thinking about you every minute and every second.

I can't remember who kissed first, but this night, his touch was gentler than every time before; but her reaction was more intense than ever. He slowly went down along the ends of her hair, kissing her whole body lightly; and she hugged his neck tightly on his waist, as if she wanted to sink his nails into his flesh. The grievances, sadness, loss and longing these days were all mixed with those touches, those breathing, and those silent gazes.

When the two of them finally hugged each other and were released together, Lin Qian did have a feeling similar to liberation. She thought, it turned out that this was really the case. The closeness of the body will really make the souls of the two people closer. Because in love, we are the most real and primitive selves, and the most naked ** in the heart is-

It turns out that I hope to have you completely. That’s why I feel disappointed and sad. Because I hope that there is no barrier or alienation between each other.

Whether it is loyal or cunning, whether it is all the mechanism or determination, they are all the you I love. I want to be the one who knows you best in this world. I want to be the one who knows you best, instead of standing in the fog and looking up at you.

So I will no longer avoid it, no longer be afraid.

In the future, I will always see the truest you so that I will not be sad again.

——

Outside the window, stars flashed.

Lin Qian was extremely tired and leaned on Li Zhicheng's shoulder, confused: "I have to read your tricks in the future... I will see in advance."

"good."

"If you fail... don't feel embarrassed in front of me."

There was a smile in his voice: "No."

"This time Aito failed, others will be sad..."

"For the time being, I will make up for it." He said softly, "You forgot your last plan: 'Starting'? At this time next year, Xinbaorui will throw away the leisure bags and outdoor bag markets, and our aito will expand into a comprehensive brand and make a comeback."

Lin Qian has no sound now.

It turns out... aito is not only a abandoned child, but also a last resort. It's just that the time has not come.

The two of them were just quietly staying. After a while, Lin Qian suddenly asked again: "You said last time, you were interested in me at first glance?"

Li Zhicheng calmed down for a while before answering: "Yes."

"Me too."

Li Zhicheng didn't say anything. After a few seconds, he lowered his head and kissed him again.

——

Early the next morning.

At dawn, Lin Qian woke up. He had been used to sleeping alone for many years, but now there are suddenly more people around him, and in fact, he really hasn't adapted.

But men obviously adapt faster than women. Lin Qian looked at Li Zhicheng's stable sleeping face about an inch away. His breathing was slightly sprayed on her forehead, with a heart-wrenching breath.

Thinking of last night's conversation and lingering feeling, it felt like a dream. When I woke up, my heart was a little empty, but looking at the hazy sunlight outside the window, a new day was about to begin, and I felt like I felt full of motivation and hope in my heart.

Is this love?

Love that makes people feel sad and happy, but can't stop.

She looked at him quietly for a while and just wanted to get up. Unexpectedly, although Li Zhicheng was sleeping heavily, he was also very alert. At the same moment she moved, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at her steadily.

"Ash..." Her voice was as small as a mosquito.

"As early." He turned over and pressed her under him.

It's so heavy. The weight of a man's body is completely pressed up, it's so heavy.

No matter how many times I am pressed, I still feel heavy.

Lin Qian reached into his black hair and asked softly: "You...want again?" Every morning, she was used to his erection. But after experiencing last night, she asked this sentence in a very gentle tone.

Li Zhicheng didn't answer, but just stroked her pajamas and began to kiss her breasts.

Lin Qian is used to sleeping in clothes, so every time she finishes her work, she will wear her pajamas and underwear back. In fact, the two of them have only spent five or six nights together, but every morning, he will take off this outfit once.

After kissing his chest, he slowly moved downward, came to her waist, and took off her pants. Lin Qian moaned softly, thinking that he would rub and lubricate with his fingers first, as usual. Unexpectedly, he spread her legs apart, and when he lowered his head, he buried his head.

Lin Qian suddenly felt stiff all over.

At this time, his lips had already covered him and his tongue began to lick him gently.

Have you ever tasted such a private and secret place? Lin Qian couldn't do it anymore and hurriedly reached out and pushed his head: "Don't lick there..."

But when Li Zhicheng became firm, how could he be shaken by her? He whispered: "Don't move." His tongue went deeper and licked faster.

The feeling of electric shock was rising from the waves, and it came from there, spreading all over her body in a blink of an eye, and finally hit her heart hard. Lin Qian even curled up her toes. Although she knew this was a way to make love, for a woman who had never had sex or experience before, this scene was still too impactful.

Especially when I thought that the person who buried her private parts at this moment was not someone else, but Li Zhicheng, the head of Aida. He was the man who usually wears a suit and a trouser and strong suit in the office; the cold businessman who played with the huge Xin Baorui in his palm... At this moment, he bowed his head between her legs, focusing his eyebrows and eyes, and refusing to give up.

"Why are you doing this..." she gasped.

Li Zhicheng looked up at her, his voice vaguely: "Someone is worried about me. I need to prove the loyalty of a man."

Lin Qian was stunned, and the corners of his mouth were bent. But he was still very embarrassed and pushed him again: "What does loyalty have to do with this... God's logic!" Is it different for men and women in this kind of thing?

Li Zhicheng was still firm: "Lin Qian, concentrate."

Lin Qian: "...what do I want to concentrate on?"

“Feeling.”

The two words he said softly and lightly seemed to stir up her love, and a gurgling stream of heat surged from the depths of her body. Lin Qian couldn't do it anymore. She grabbed the quilt to block her red face, but her body was loyal. So comfortable and so stimulating, under the caress of his lips and tongue, she became more and more excited and lost. She lost all her words, only breathing, fighting, and sobbing.

Finally, the trembling undercurrent seemed to burst out from the depths of her body, instantly burying her entire body. She almost wanted to kick Li Zhicheng away and prevent him from licking it anymore. But he seemed to know how to completely confuse her. He firmly clamped her thighs, and his lips and tongue tightly covered her most vulnerable place, and quickly threw her into the dizzy clouds again and again. He curled up tightly and gasped.

Finally, the feeling slowly dissipated, and he let her go, but he covered her again and let her snuggle in his arms.

Lin Qian thought that he would enter immediately after satisfying her as usual. Unexpectedly, he did not take action, but supported one hand on her side, gently stroked her face with the other hand, and looked down at him.

Lin Qian also stared at him blankly.

"Is it comfortable?" he asked.

Lin Qian's face became hot, and she remembered everything just now, and said vaguely: "Yeah." Then she reached out to cover her face, looked at him through her fingers and replied: "...It's very comfortable."

A deep smile appeared in Li Zhicheng's eyes. But his gaze was a little thoughtful, as if he wanted to say something, but he stopped.

Lin Qian suddenly understood.

He wanted her to use his mouth...
To be continued...