The man standing in front of the sofa has a similar appearance to Nangong Tou. He has a straight nose and deep eyes. His tall figure still has an impeccable and perfect figure. His cold facial features still have a fatal attraction, just like Miss Song, as if
Like God's beloved, time has not left too many traces of vicissitudes on his face, only adding a bit of depth and experience to his eyes that have experienced years of experience.
The news on the TV has finished playing, and the fluorescent lights on the TV are flashing, and cheerful advertisements are playing in a joyful atmosphere.
But the woman lying in the man's arms had extremely sad eyes. After calling the man's name, she raised her head and looked hesitant to speak.
"Get the troops and horses ready, gather the necessary supplies, and set off after dinner tomorrow."
A low male voice came from above. The man's face was expressionless, but his words were steady and his momentum was gone.
When Xiaozhi heard this, his heart moved, but he said nothing. The arms around his waist tightened unconsciously, and he looked up at him. The anger and uneasiness he felt just now disappeared instantly.
Nangong Jue is her man. It was destined many years ago. Over the years, he has pampered her to the heavens, but his ice-cold temper and domineering temper have never changed; but when things happen,
On the road, Nangong Jue will always be the steady helmsman, deciding the direction, the next step and the future. It has never changed through ups and downs, because, over the years, he has never been concerned about the decisions Song Xiaozhi has made.
miss.
Although Zhizhi understood this, after all, the matter was related to Nangong Mo. When she received reports from her insiders and the alliance that people similar to Nangong Mo were found in several urban areas in China, she used various methods to
Reasons and excuses, I went to several cities mentioned in the tip to find out.
After all, it was a pity that when she arrived in City D because of the relationship between Shitou and Miss Yan, the matter of Qingtian, the matter of Tang Shuang and Ye Junqi, and the matter of having to deal with arms... all the things mixed together made her confused.
I didn't stay in D City for long, and I never met the person I was looking for.
When she arrived, White Cat asked her on the plane, "Sheep, why do you think you are so noisy these days? You and Master Jue are both at this age. Stop looking for trouble all the time. It's time to live a good life."
She acted scornful, said a few jokes and got over it.
Bai Mao didn't mention it anymore, but she knew that all she had done these days was just because she got the information about Nangong Mo that had disappeared for many years. Therefore, she was uneasy and restless. Under these covers
, began to gradually take action.
But she didn't expect that Nangong Jue would notice it so quickly.
"The Rose Garden on the outskirts of City D is his residence. He and his adopted son Lin Shu are now dependent on each other. A week ago, I ordered people to start investigating and paying attention to the black terror's actions in order to find out the location of the black terror's family." Nangong Jue looked down at her,
Are the sentences coherent?
His voice was slow and low, "Mont Blanc is the turning point. The Wu family and Shitou have all had accidents here. It is also an excellent investigation place to find the black terror lair. If you want to save Nangong Mo, the premise is that you and Shitou must go on this trip."
Pay attention to personal safety."
He is born with a commanding voice and tone, but he can always convince people without any reason.
Song Xiaozhi was stunned for a moment after hearing what he said, and looked at him in disbelief, "Nangong Jue, you knew this a long time ago..."
I knew early on why she always used excuses to fly away from Nangong's headquarters these days and run around in various cities in China; the fact that she started investigating and paying attention to black terrorist activities a week ago meant that Nangong was definitely the first to notice the murder of the Wu family and the gang.
I'm afraid it's related, and it's also related to Nangong Mo's disappearance to this day.
Even though I have never been to the scene, my location is the farthest away. I don’t even need to ask in detail about the ins and outs. I can quickly make judgments, issue orders and make decisions by relying on the collection of information and the reports of my subordinates...
He is said to be the best deacon in the history of the Nangong family, and his abilities should not be underestimated.
And in this matter, Nangong Jue was slightly better than Young Master Tou in being able to make decisions quickly and intuitively, without looking forward or backward, without hesitating.
After Miss Song realized this, she looked at her husband, who had lived with her for many years, and couldn't help but admire her again. This man was really perfect. He was always so strong no matter what he did.
After all, Nangong Tou was attacked on Mont Blanc a few months ago and lost his memory.
The so-called obsession with the authorities involves the painful memory chip that has been growing in his brain for many years. Nangong Toru will naturally consider it carefully before making a decision. For Absolute Leader, who has always been a bystander in a calm state, the situation prevails.
In other words, in six words, ginger is still spicy!
"Since you know that I want to save Nangong Mo...why do you still help me?" After hesitation, Zhizhi still asked. She raised her head and raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "You...are not angry?"
The jealous man is so generous this time? This is against the laws of nature.
"You are my woman. You save people and I help you. It is only natural. Why are you angry?" Master Jue frowned slightly and answered with some displeasure.
Zhizhi heard this, breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at him, and apologized, "I'm too reckless. I always do random things these days, which makes you feel wronged."
"Miss Song, it's your ability to make me feel wronged." Master Jue smiled slightly and answered generously.
"I know that the Nangong family has several important transactions that need someone to preside over in the past two days. After all, the old man is old and has been vacationing in Phuket, so he can no longer preside over the overall situation. Shitou is still worried about his lost memory. I
You are busy with your own affairs again, and this burden is all on your CEO again." Zhizhi smiled, Chao Nangongjue was sincerely grateful, "To be honest, the Nangong family is lucky to have a leader like you.
, I have a man like you, Xiaotou is lucky to have a daddy like you who will never retire."
Miss Song rarely said such emotional words, especially to Young Master Nangong Jue, and Miss Song even more rarely said such words of confession, especially if they were of a proactive nature.
When Song Xiaozhi finished speaking, he felt his waist tighten, and he was picked up in the air and walked towards the room at the back——
After being married for more than ten years and having two children, Miss Song already knew about what the CEO's move meant for the next step.
As soon as I got off the plane and rushed back, I was thinking about beastly things. Mr. Nangong, how come you haven't cleaned up the yellow waste in your head for so many years, and you are thinking about unscrupulous things?
"I said..." Zhizhi was too lazy to struggle, leaned on his strong arms, and asked aloud, "You came back from Germany and flew for nearly ten hours. Aren't you hungry?"
"Hungry."
The master answered simply, "So, I want to eat you."
Miss Song was immediately speechless. She rolled her eyes and asked the sky, feeling that she had asked the wrong question again.
"President, why do you never blush when you say this?" Zhizhi sighed, pushed his chest, and said, "The children have reached the age of marrying a wife, so you can't be more restrained and be careful of kidney failure."
"I don't have kidney deficiency. Miss Song will know after she tries it."
When Young Master Jue said this, he had already arrived at the study room closest to the living room. He turned around and pressed her against the door. He pressed her up, his hot lips held hers, crushing and turning, and the fiery temperature immediately coated her.
Her body——
Zhizhi snorted unconsciously, and her head returned to its mushy state. She collapsed in his arms and weakly accepted his kiss and his series of bullying...
Jue Da Shao not only still has good physical strength over the years, but her skills in some aspects have also improved a lot. After many years of getting along with her, she has become completely familiar with the methods and movements to use to seal her duplicitous lips and resist movements. She is very familiar with them.
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His hands hovered around her waist for a few moments, then they reached into her clothes, moved upwards, covered her round and plump dogwood, explored the palms of his hands, kneaded and rolled them, and began to caress the erect ears with moderate strength...
"Don't touch..." Song Xiaozhi groaned and wanted to stop him, but his next movement made him choke. He grabbed his shoulders with both hands and began to breathe lightly...
He knows very well how much he loves this little woman, and he also knows very well where her sensitive points are, and how to make the couple's life the most harmonious.
After having done enough foreplay, Xiaozhi, who was still in a state of mourning just now, could no longer think in his head. He placed him on the desk in a hazy state. Before he could recover, his clothes had been stripped off and he was
The hot male body and muscles were pressed beneath her——
"No..." She still wanted to refuse, "I have to make travel plans and routes tomorrow. I will be tired after doing it tonight, and I won't be able to get up tomorrow..."
A low moan came from the woman's thin lips as the man thrust forward and wedged her.
She trembled all over and felt a strong force running through her body, bringing with it a scorching temperature that quickly filled her body.
"Don't worry." Young Master Jue leaned over, moved his waist, bit her ear, and whispered hoarsely, "We won't leave until tomorrow night, Miss Song. We have plenty of time tonight."
Miss Song immediately rolled her eyes - she finally understood why the efficiency-minded Young Master Nangong set the departure time in the evening. It turned out that he had clearly considered the plan of the beastman in advance.
Should this mean that the actions of a son must come from his father?
She seemed to understand who her son's actions from the past two days were inherited from...