At 5:30 in the afternoon, the meeting ended. Nie Yiquan hurriedly left the venue, but was blocked by a person behind the white column.
"Jingrou?" Nie Yiquan looked at the slim girl in front of him with a look of joy on his face: "Why are you here?"
A mischievous expression flashed across Nie Jingrou's face: "Of course I came here to inquire about your gossip."
Nie Yiquan's handsome face flashed with anxiety: "Have you met Huang Yao?"
Nie Jingrou raised her eyebrows: "Well, I saw you at noon today."
"Jing Rou, please don't spread her story to others. I don't want to expose her yet." Nie Yiquan immediately warned his sister anxiously.
"Don't worry, of course I know you want to protect her, and I will too." Nie Jingrou agreed with a smile.
Nie Yiquan breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm just not ready yet to take her to meet her parents."
"Where is she from? What does she do at home?" Nie Jingrou couldn't help but become curious.
At noon today, she was also curious, but she couldn't ask Huang Yao face to face.
Quan Junrong, the Nie translator, flashed a hint of nervousness and said in a low voice: "She is from a very ordinary family. She just came back from studying abroad."
Nie Jingrou blinked and then laughed: "It doesn't matter if you are an ordinary family. My mother is also from the working class. Didn't my father marry her?"
"The situation is different. My mother is considered a middle-class family. When my father married her, he had just started working. At that time, the two of them were not far apart." Nie Yiquan frowned: "Jingrou, you
You must help big brother."
"Will I help you?" Nie Jingrou immediately reached out and held his arm: "Don't worry, you finally fell in love with a girl. I know you must be serious, and I will help you."
Nie Yiquan breathed a sigh of relief instantly: "Okay, I'll go back first, she may be waiting for me."
"But your parents asked you to go home for dinner at night, and I came to pick you up." Nie Jingrou's pretty face became anxious: "You won't stay home at night, will you?"
Nie's translator Quan Junrong flashed a hint of embarrassment: "It's time to go home."
Nie Yiquan took out his mobile phone, walked to the side and dialed a number.
Huang Yao was sitting on the sofa reading a book. When the phone rang, her whole body started to tremble.
He immediately walked over and answered the phone, and what came out was the man's deep voice: "Yao Yao, I'm going home for dinner tonight. I'll ask Li Qingqing to bring you dinner. You eat first."
Huang Yao felt a flash of disappointment in his heart, but he replied happily: "Okay, you go home quickly, I will take care of myself."
"Okay, I'll come over later."
"Okay." After Huang Yao said that, he hung up the phone.
Li Qingqing brought dinner as usual, three dishes and one soup, carefully paired every time.
Huang Yao looked at the food on the table, but her appetite was not as good as before. She took a few bites and then put down her chopsticks.
When Li Qingqing came to clean up, he found that she had eaten very little, and immediately asked her with concern: "Ms. Huang, are you feeling unwell? Why do you eat so little?"
Huang Yao was stunned and immediately laughed dryly: "I'm losing weight."
Li Qingqing immediately smiled and praised: "You still need to lose weight. Your figure is the envy of many people. If you increase it by one point, you will be fatter. If you lose one point, you will lose weight. You already have the most standard figure."
Huang Yao's face turned red after being praised by Li Qingqing, and he whispered: "Then I will eat more next time."
Li Qingqing then left with a smile.
Time flew by and it was already ten o'clock. Huang Yao had no intention of doing anything. She just sat blankly on the sofa. Sometimes she ran outside and wandered around, and sometimes she went upstairs to lie on the bed for a while.
Finally, two beams of car lights came from outside the courtyard gate. The lights tore through the darkness of the night and illuminated a small bright space.
Huang Yao was upstairs. She quickly walked to the window with bare feet and looked down.
Sure enough, she saw Nie Yiquan getting out of the car. She breathed heavily and wondered if she should hurry downstairs to greet him.
However, just after taking two steps, Huang Yao took back her foot again. She couldn't act too eager.
In this way, it is easy to lose yourself.
So, she had to go back and put on her shoes, and then walked upstairs slowly.
As soon as I reached the middle of the stairs, I saw a man at the entrance of the stairs slowly walking up the stairs wearing a white shirt and trousers with a coat on one hand.
When the man heard the footsteps, he raised his eyes slightly, with a smile in his eyes.
Huang Yao's heart began to flutter again. Damn it, how could Nie Yiquan, wearing a shirt, be as handsome as the clear moon and as gentle as a jade tree in the wind?
Soon, the man walked up to her. Because he stepped on the next staircase, he could now look Huang Yao straight and clearly see the strange expression on her face.
"What? You don't seem very happy to see me?" As the man spoke, he stretched out his hand to gently smooth the hair that fell on her cheeks, and tucked it behind her ears.
Huang Yao's heart felt like it was being gently tickled by a feather, sweet and itchy.
"No, of course I will be happy when you come back." Huang Yao immediately explained in a low voice.
Nie Yiquan's thin-lipped smile deepened. Then, he took a step forward and naturally reached out to hold Huang Yao's little hand.
Huang Yao felt as if her fingers were burned in his palm. His hand was extremely hot, but felt extremely safe.
Nie Yiquan led her all the way back to the bedroom. He glanced at the quilt on one side that had been lifted, as if someone had been lying on it. He felt an indescribable sense of peace and joy in his heart.
Huang Yao followed him back to the bedroom nervously. The air seemed to have become thinner, and ambiguous elements were wandering around. She was obviously very bold, but why... At this moment, she was nervous and uneasy, as if she was doing this.
It requires great courage and endurance.
Nie Yiquan looked sideways at her, and then squeezed Ye's palm: "Why are you sweating so much? Are you very hot?"
Huang Yao's mind drifted into the distance. When he asked her, she seemed startled. She immediately looked up at him and nodded: "Yes, it's a bit hot. Maybe I wore too much."
As she said that, she threw away her coat. Nie Yiquan glanced at the coat, which seemed to belong to him, and his thin lips curled up again.
"Why isn't there a bed in the room next to you?" Huang Yao asked in a low voice.
There is only one big bed in this whole building.
"Why do you need a bed?" Nie Yiquan suddenly took a step towards her: "Isn't one bed enough?"
Huang Yao's breathing became erratic, and she asked casually, why was he so excited?
"Enough...enough." Huang Yao took a step back and leaned on the bookshelf next to her. A book she had just read above her head was shaking. The next second, it fell directly. The man stretched out his big hand to grab it.
Huang Yao realized later that a book had almost hit her on the head.
The man just suppressed her, stretched out his long hand, and easily pushed the book into its rightful place.
Huang Yao was completely trapped by him, his pretty face flushed, and he asked him in a low voice: "Why do you still keep the medical book? Can you read it?"
Nie Yiquan curled his thin lips and answered her in a low voice: "I have seen it. I put all the books on the bookshelf here after I finished reading them, so that I can find them later."
Huang Yao's eyes were stunned, and he immediately turned his head and glanced at the two rows of large bookshelves. Has he read all the books here?
Nie Yiquan gently placed one hand on the bookshelf and looked down at the woman in his arms.
When Huang Yao doesn't wear high heels, she looks petite, especially under his silhouette, she looks even more slender and weak.
"You want to do...um." Before Huang Yao could finish asking, the man's thin lips had already moved down and kissed her lips easily.
Huang Yao's brain went blank for a moment, and his figure was all over his mind.
Nie Yiquan seemed to be holding back something. It was clear that there was a beast roaring in his body, but every move he made was extremely gentle.
Huang Yao quickly became immersed in it, because she simply couldn't resist his tenderness.
As if he didn't feel enough, Nie Yiquan reached out his hand, gently pinched her chin, and deepened the kiss.
Huang Yao's hands tightened weakly on his white shirt, and his back gently leaned against the bookshelf.
A kiss makes the space rise, the temperature in the room heats up, and it also makes the two people's bodies feel strange.
Huang Yao couldn't stand it. A thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead. She found that she seemed to have become greedy and wanted more...
So, her fingers began to unbutton the man's clothes.
However, as soon as she got one, the man's other big hand stretched out and held her little hand to prevent her from messing around any more.
Huang Yao's face turned red, and he immediately turned his face to one side to prevent him from kissing her.
Nie Yiquan looked at her with heavy breathing, his eyes dark and unclear.
"What's wrong?" Feeling that she suddenly felt a little emotional, the man asked her with a low smile.
Huang Yao's little hand was still grasped by him on his chest, and she immediately broke free.
Nie Yiquan looked at her and seemed angry. He immediately reached out and pulled her into his arms.
His thin lips were close to her ear, and he explained in a low voice: "Yao Yao, now is not the time, can we wait a little longer?"
"No..." When Huang Yao said these two words, even she was shocked.
Oh my god, why did she become so casual?
She didn't take men seriously before, and she didn't care about such things as love.
But now, she seems to be extremely impatient and wants to push him down all the time.
Nie Yi Quan Junrong was startled. Is she in a hurry?
In fact, Huang Yao is anxious because she knows that she can't wait until the day of marriage, so she wants to be with him now. When the day is forced to separate, she will at least have him.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became subtle, and Nie Yiquan was still looking at her in astonishment.
Huang Yao realized that his performance might have scared this man.
She quickly straightened her hair around her ears and explained forcefully: "I mean stop kissing me. I can't bear it."
Nie Yiquan had no choice but to nod: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore."
Huang Yao nodded: "My willpower is not as good as yours."
Nie Yiquan smiled helplessly. Who said he had a strong will? He could bear it and almost lost half his life.
"I'm sweating again. I'm going to take a shower first." Huang Yao gently pushed him away and walked towards the bathroom.
Nie Yiquan lazily sat on the sofa. Tonight, he drank some wine. At this moment, the alcohol made his body sensitive and fragile, and he did not dare to light the fire anymore.
Huang Yao was in the bathroom, feeling annoyed and blaming herself again. She stared at herself in the mirror, her face red, as if she hadn't touched a man in eight hundred years.
After taking a shower, Nie Yiquan stood up from the sofa, opened the closet and found his pajamas: "I'm going to wash them too, do you want to sleep first?"
Huang Yao nodded, walked to one side and lay down. Nie Yize entered the bathroom and found a faint fragrance in the bathroom.
Youmu glanced at the women's products on the display shelves, and his heart softened.
Huang Yao couldn't sleep at all. She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling.
More than ten minutes later, Nie Yiquan came out, wearing a set of gray pajamas, looking noble and noble.
"I still have some documents to deal with. Let's go to the study. If you can't sleep, just listen to music on my iPad."
Huang Yao was stunned for a moment, then saw the man open a cabinet and take out an iPad and a charging cable: "It may have been unused for too long and the battery is out. Please charge it for a while."
Huang Yao reached out and took it, blinking: "Are there any private things of yours in this? Can I see it?"
Nie Yiquan's eyes were startled: "I have nothing to hide from you."
"No, I mean work. After all, your status is different. If there is anything confidential, I will see if it is inappropriate." Huang Yao explained quickly.
Nie Yiquan shook his head and whispered: "This is my personal thing. It is not a political document. Just read it."
Huang Yao then charged the battery. After a while, the man ran upstairs and brought her a cup of milk, while he himself made a small cup of coffee.
Huang Yao's heart warmed up, and he suddenly realized that with Nie Yiquan, there was no need to do things between men and women. Just enjoying his care and attention was already a great blessing.
"It's so late at night, why are you still drinking coffee?" Huang Yao smelled the burnt aroma of coffee.
Nie Yiquan chuckled: "I drank some wine at night, and now my mind is not clear enough. I want to have a drink to refresh myself and work more efficiently."
Huang Yao looked at him distressedly: "Do you have a lot of things to deal with every day? Do you feel tired?"
Nie Yiquan shook his head and nodded: "It's quite tiring. There are endless things to do every day."
Huang Yao reached out and held his big hand: "But you give me the feeling that you are never tired. Every time I see you, I feel that you are very energetic."
Nie Yiquan laughed helplessly: "That's all shown."
Huang Yao felt even more distressed. Outsiders could only see his beauty, but not his efforts behind the scenes.
In the past few days, she used the domestic Internet to read some reports about Nie Yiquan, and found that among the good reviews, there were always some negative comments.
Some people say that he will be reincarnated, some say that he was born in Rome, some say that he will no longer have troubles and obstacles in his life, and his parents can arrange everything for him.
But what Huang Yao saw in Nie Yiquan's eyes was that he stuck to his post every day, rain or shine, and had never seen him truly stagnant.
"Okay, I'll take care of things first and then come over." Nie Yiquan found that she was holding on to his hand and putting his hand on her cheek. His heart palpitated and he could only twitch gently.
Kai, gently rubbed her hair, turned around and went out.