"Ah Jiu, have you dealt with it?"

The silver haired man casually fiddles with the dagger in his hand and glances at the handsome man who is sitting on the floor with a notebook on his leg.

“ofcourse。” Ah Jiu closed his computer, rubbed his sour neck, and said in broken Chinese, "boss, don't worry, Si Muhan is busy now. Ah Jiu has done all the things that his wife told him."

The silver haired man picked his eyebrows with satisfaction, waved his hand with a dagger carelessly, and looked down at ah Jiu as if he were a high king, "ah Jiu, you are very good."

His voice is clear and mellow, like old wine, with intoxicating low alcohol.

"Ah Jiu is just doing his best." Ah Jiu Fu's body, inexplicably, feels that his boss wants to do something again.

"Ah Jiu, have you found your wife's sister?" The silver haired man suddenly asked.

Ah Jiu bowed his head, a little frightened, a poor Chinese, some inexplicable joy: "sorry boss, ah Jiu is incompetent, has not found his wife's sister."

The silver haired man suddenly became agitated. He sat up straight and put a dagger into the sandalwood tea table beside him! You can't do this. Get out of here! "

"Yes, ah Jiu, get out of here." Ah Jiu looked at the body of the dagger almost all into the coffee table. He was so scared that he lowered his head and quickly rolled out.

As soon as ah Jiu retreated, the silver haired man was irritable. On his chest, he seemed to be surrounded by an anger that was hard to vent, which made him unable to control his behavior.

He directly bent over, reached for a lift, a tea table to overturn.

"Useless things!" Silver haired men are anxious.

How long has it been? Still *!

If she can't find her sister, she won't be happy!

If Xiaoci is not happy, his heart will ache!

These useless things, even individuals can not find, really raise them in vain!

The inner bedroom of the suite.

Soft and spacious white bed.

A girl with short hair is curling up and lying on it.

I don't know if she was woken up by the noise outside, or if she had enough sleep.

Her closed eyes trembled slightly, and then she opened those beautiful black eyes.

Nanci turned over from the bed and sat up. She reached out and rubbed her bleary eyes. First she looked around in confusion, and then she came back to herself. She was no longer on the island, but came to China.

Nanci lifted the quilt and stepped on the floor stand barefoot.

She is only wearing a long red dress, graceful posture is very attractive, porcelain white skin in the red background, white want to shine.

Qi Er's short hair not only does not make her masculine, but also makes her look very enchanting.

She looks very pure without any powder, but her temperament is charming.

One eye move, all through the fatal temptation, she is like a living poppy, touch the toxic, do not touch but itch unbearable.

She barefoot on the stall, like a lotus step by step, extremely good-looking.

When nanci came out from the inside, it was in a mess outside.

The silver haired man's back was facing her. Besides the overturned coffee table, there were other things, and many other things were taken out by the man and left on the carpet.

Looking at men in this state.

Nan CI touched her forehead with a headache.

What's the matter?

She's just taking a nap. Why is he about to tear down the house?

Nanci comes forward and encircles the man's waist and abdomen from his back. His soft posture is attached to the man's back, like a man without bones, like pacification and coquetry.

"what's the matter with amo? Well, how come I lost my temper again? "

The silver haired man, who is called amo by nanci, is gradually disappearing from his irritability after being hugged by her.

His impatience gradually changed.

Rong Mobai reaches for nanci's slender and white rouyi, turns around and holds her delicate and flawless face. "Xiaoci, although I taught him a lesson for you, I still didn't help you find your sister."

Rong Mo's white forehead is closely attached to the southern porcelain.

When speaking, the heat sprinkled on nanci's face, which made her feel hot.

Nan CI reaches out her hand and holds Rong Mo Bai's face with the same gesture. She stands on tiptoe and smacks on his thin lip.

"It's OK, amo. Don't worry. I'll find her." Nanci gently comforts rongmo Bai.

I'm not worried about my sister.

Anyway, she'll find her.

After all

Nanci suddenly looked down at her left heart. There was an unknown power. She could feel that her sister was not far away from her.Rong Mobai didn't speak any more. He was like a cat that had been blasted but had been pushed to the king of the deep forest. He put away his sharp claws like a cat that didn't kill.

Looking at nanci's face, which almost sucks his soul away, rongmobai is still infatuated with him as always.

He bent down.

He covered her lips and teeth, affectionately called her boudoir name, "Xiaoci My little porcelain... "

Nanci closed her eyes and put her hand around the man's neck, allowing the man to plunder wantonly in her world.

Ten minutes later

Nan CI suddenly thought of something, reached out and pushed away Rong Mo Bai, who was about to become a demon. "Well, ah Mo, your body can't do it."

Know what men want.

But nanci can't let him go. His body doesn't allow it.

"Little China, I can do it."

Let Mo white follow to guide, "evening late said, my body already can move."

Nanci looked at rongmobai with disbelief. She didn't want to give in at all, and resolutely disagreed,

"no! Ah Mo, you can't fool around. You forgot that last time you were disobedient and had been lying in bed for a whole month? "

Maybe it was the last time that Rong Mo Bai was too shocked. At this time, he was picked up by Nan CI. Rong Mo Bai's face was not good immediately. "Xiao Ci, are you blaming me for not being able to satisfy you..."

The tone is very sad.

It's like the cold imperial concubine in the boudoir who can't get the favor.

Nanci stroked her forehead with a headache. For this problem, she felt helpless, "amo, what are you talking about? Don't you know my heart to you? "

There is a sick husband. Nanchi has a headache.

If you are careless, you have to coax me all the time.

Alas

Who let her marry the man.

Kneeling is the end of favor.

"But Xiaoci, we haven't improved our relationship for a long time. Now you only have your sister in your eyes, and I'm almost gone." Rong Mobai continues to glare at nanci, a wayward face that you don't let me cool, I'm going to fight to the end.

"Well, can't I help you?"

Nan CI looks at Rong Mo Bai with a sad look on his face. At last, he has no choice but to make him happy in other ways.

……

In an hour.

Rong bingjiao's joyful embrace of nanci is a reward.

"Xiaoci, you are the best."

Nanci, whose hands are too sour to move, doesn't want to talk.

She leans in Rong Mo Bai's arms and looks at the man who is in a good mood because of satiety. Suddenly, she feels as if she is a little tired, and there is nothing bad about it.

At least, it can make ah Mo comfortable without aggravating his illness.

Rong Mobai suddenly thinks of the man he saved from nanci. He seems to wake up recently.

He stroked nanci's short hair and said casually, "by the way, Xiaoci, the man you asked me to save last time seems to have woken up."

Nanci looked up at rongmo white, his eyes were excited, "is he awake? Really? "

Rong Mo Bai looks at Nan CI with low eyes, and looks at her worried and nervous expression for other men. His eyes are slightly heavy, "but "

when she heard that Rong Mobai couldn't say it, her eyes sank down and she asked," but what? "

Rong Mobai resisted the impulse to go back and kill the man. His tone was slightly heavy. "He was hurt too much. Although he woke up, he had to be in bed at least and lay for several years before he could be cured completely."

Nanci was a little relieved, "it's good to be alive."

"Xiaoci, who is he? Why do you know that something will happen to him at that time? "

Rong Mobai wanted to ask before, but he didn't want nanci to think he was jealous again, so he held back.

But just after seeing that she was obviously nervous and happy when she heard him wake up, he couldn't help it.

"He..." Nanci bowed her head, hesitated to speak, and did not know how to explain the problem.

When Rong Mobai saw that nanci was so eager to talk and didn't want to talk, he suddenly got upset. He pushed nanci away and let her sit on the sofa by herself. He stood up by himself.

"Forget it, don't say it if you don't want to." Rong Mobai resisted the impulse to get angry with nanci and turned to go out.

Although he owned nanci, he never saw through her.

For example, when she had a younger sister, why did she accurately expect that the man would have an accident and let his people stay by the sea in advance to save the man.

His little wife.

He never really knew her

Rong Mobai is very upset and depressed.

This kind of grasp, as if the next second, she will leave his feeling, very uncomfortable.

Nanci looks at Rong Mo Bai's back and delicate face, and gradually gets a layer of melancholy. She whispers gently, "ah Mo, how can I tell you that I am a person with two generations of memory..."What is she going to tell him

In her last life, he actually died in her arms.

And her sister

He died young.

In this life, she just wants them to live well.

That man

It was the first turning point for her to change her fate. Only when he was still alive could her fate begin a new life.

But all this, she can't say.

So ah Mo, I'm sorry, forgive my helplessness, I can't help myself, I can't tell you these incredible things.

I just want you and your sister to live well.

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