Almighty Little Secretary, She is Flirtatious and Arrogant

Midnight, almost two o'clock

A large sea of ​​​​fire suddenly broke into Xu Yifan's dream.

There, he was surrounded by fire that suddenly fell from the sky. He had nowhere to escape, but he seemed to be unable to feel the pain.

There was only an endless sense of loss of control.

Like a jumping machine falling at a high speed, he suddenly opened his eyes the moment he fell.

"Brother, brother, what's wrong with you?"

The next second, Nangong Anyao's face that was about to cry appeared in front of him.

"Are you scared? Sorry, brother is fine, it was just a dream."

Xu Yifan habitually touched Nangong Anyao's head, and then gently took his younger brother, who was kneeling next to him with an anxious look on his face, into his arms again.

The nervousness that was beating in my heart also dissipated.

I don't know since when, Nangong Anyao became Xu Yifan's only effective comfort that could relieve him when he was anxious or nervous.

After a while, after hearing the little guy's steady breathing again, Xu Yifan opened his eyes again and moved his injured arm slightly.

What appeared in his mind was Bai Mengtang's "hopeless" face in the morning.

It was only at this time that Xu Yifan realized belatedly that he had always been confused about what the feeling that appeared in Bai Mengtang was.

But it turns out that it is the hatred and entanglement that people reveal before they die. They do not want to die.

'Maybe she didn't want to die. ’

Xu Yifan murmured silently in his heart, and then fell asleep again at some unknown time.

On the other side, in the master bedroom

Jiang Mingyu just came out of the bathroom.

Barefoot, wrapped loosely in a bathrobe.

The neckline and collarbone are dotted with some eye-catching stars. Even if you look at it now, it still makes your eyes warm.

There is some irresistible impulse.

Tang Jinchuan leaned on the bedside, his hands firmly placed in front of him, unable to move, but his eyes were wild and direct.

Wandering on the body of the woman who is constantly approaching him, back and forth, inside and outside.

It seems to have a built-in see-through function, and it is really enjoyable to watch.

Jiang Mingyu unconsciously moved his eyes away, starting from both sides of his cheeks and rolling out a coquettish pink color.

Satisfied but unwilling to restrain himself, this is the best word to describe Tang Jinchuan at the moment.

This hateful man who always calls himself "crippled" often uses this as an excuse to force Jiang Mingyu to take the initiative.

When he was young, Jiang Mingyu, who finally couldn't stand the "invasion", warned in a low voice,

"Tang Jinchuan, please stop."

"Mr. Jiang is planning to bully me."

However, this time, it was Tang Jinchuan who was ridiculed by Jiang Mingyu.

After that, the days continued as usual.

It was as if nothing strange had happened, and it was incredibly calm.

Whether it's in real life or online, it's all too calm.

Regarding the accident that day, even the small corner that no one noticed has never happened again.

But such an obviously abnormal situation did not surprise Jiang Mingyu.

At that time, in the office

Jiang Mingyu sat next to Tang Jinchuan and whispered,

"It seems that the other party can't help it and is already planning to take action."

"Well, you have to be more careful."

"Know,"

Jiang Mingyu nodded, even though the pain in his knees still lingered, he still nestled into Tang Jinchuan's arms with great greed.

After all, the time for the two of them to separate was very, very close.