The Untouchable President

The night came quietly, and after dinner, Jiang Weiwei took a shower and put on a very comfortable t-shirt and slacks, a long washed hair, naturally and softly scattered behind her head.

Xiang Qingqi and bodyguards were downstairs. She was alone in the room. She sat in front of the window and looked at the night outside the window. In her mind, it was today under the bamboo forest, and Xiang Qingyi expressed her confession.

She did not expect that he would confess so quickly, and her uncertain heart, in his affectionate sweets, seemed to be determined instantly.

Yes, she has a good impression on him, and she doesn’t know when it started. However, this good feeling is gradually getting stronger. She can see that everyone in the family likes him, even the parents are very satisfied with him. .

Jiang Weiwei did not think that her love would come so fast, but now she fell in love, she did not want to escape, love itself began to understand each other.

Jiang Weiwei looked at the bed next to her, her pretty face was red, and she was too tired last night. She was tired when she fell into bed, but tonight, she found that she could not sleep.

She held her chin, her eyes tender and tender, looking at the night outside the window, thinking of a person inside, and this person is downstairs, this feeling, that is, satisfying and sweet.

Unexpectedly, I arrived at 10 o'clock in the evening. The lights in the whole village were almost extinguished. Because the people here used to go to bed early, Jiang Weiwei heard the footsteps outside the door, and she immediately became tight.

She gathered her long hair and looked up at the man who pushed in the door. Xiang Qingzhen looked at her and sat at the window. He smiled and asked, "I haven't slept yet?"

Waiting for me? ”

Jiang Weiwei's pretty face was blushing, and she smiled, "I still can't sleep."

Xiang Qingyu also took a shower. He wore a gray casual suit and a masculine boy's breath.

His ink is soft and affixed to the forehead. It is not as rigorous as usual. This makes his whole breath converge and makes him warm and at home.

“Do you usually have the habit of working around the clock?”

Xiang Qingzhen sat opposite her, the girl under the light, clean as a piece of jade, comfortable and charming.

Jiang Weiwei nodded. "Sometimes, because the inspiration at night is better."

"Not allowed in the future."

Xiang Qingyi immediately ordered a hesitant command.

Jiang Weiwei’s glimpse, except for the parents will take care of her, this time, one more.

She smiled. "Good! Then I try not to stay up late."

Xiang Qing’s gaze fell on her white face, and the quietness around him made some emotions spread more and more, and Xiang Qing’s eyes showed a lingering desire.

Jiang Weiwei faced the quiet air. She blinked nervously. She was really intimate with men.

"You...what are you looking at!"

Jiang Weiwei did not dare to touch his deep sea-like eyes.

"Look at you!"

Xiang Qingjun also knew that he was not not good at taking the initiative, but he did not meet the person who let him abandon all pride of self-respect.

Now, when he meets, he knows that even if he is even more numb, how to get into the bones has already come.

He just wants to attract her attention and attract her close.

Jiang Weiwei was so overwhelmed that she had a pair of watery scorpions fluttering, and two small fan-like eyelashes exude beautiful colors.

Xiang Qingyu reached over and took her hand straight. "Rose, I really like you."

Jiang Weiwei nodded, she knew, because she also knew that she also liked him, that is, this honey contact, she did not adapt.

"When I go back this time, I will propose to your parents, I want to marry you."

Xiang Qingyu’s voice is low and serious.

Jiang Weiwei immediately jumped. "Don't be so fast, can we wait any longer?"

Xiang Qing smiled a bit. "I am too anxious, I have not considered your feelings. Ok, let's take a good look."

Jiang Weiwei nodded, too fast feelings, giving her a feeling of being unreal and insecure, so I can understand each other again. If I love each other, why should I fear everything in the future?

At this moment, a lost firefly flew in from the window, and the flash of light flashed Jiang Weiwei, "Firefly."

She grew up in the city and has never seen a real firefly! Jiang Weiwei opened her hand and closed it together. She wanted to trap her in the palm of her hand and enjoy it.

However, when she went to capture, the fireflies suddenly flew behind the engine, and Jiang Weiwei did not rush, but the whole person was out of balance and plunged into the man's arms.

Her hands clasped his neck tightly, and Xiang Xiang saw her fluttering, and the arm was stretched out and hugged her.

Jiang Weiwei’s breathing, watching the disappearing fireflies, she was a little embarrassed, it seems that she seems to take the initiative to send a hug.

Two faces, this time only half a palm, under the dim light, each other's breathing entangled each other, a subtle breath, surrounded by two people in an instant.

Jiang Weiwei was so flustered that she wanted to push it away, but Xiang Qingyi refused. His eyes fell on her two ruddy red lips, an eager impulse that made his other hand buckled to her. Behind the brain.

Jiang Weiwei realized what he was going to do. She immediately closed her eyes and suffocated, until her red lips were affixed with two cool lips, and the gentle and clear breath made her slowly open her eyes.

The eyes were filled with the man’s deep night-like shackles. She took a sigh of relief and didn’t hate the kiss. Even she knew that the kiss was sweet and instigating.

Xiang Qingzhen did not go too far, he just paid for a while, then let go of her, and let go of the girl, the pretty face is red enough.

"sleep early!"

Xiang Qingyi reached out and stroked her back.

"Ok!"

Jiang Weiwei had not been sleepy yet. At this moment, a kiss made her brain lack oxygen and drowsiness came.

Jiang Weiwei lay down, Xiang Qingyi sat at his bed, and he reached for his quilt for a moment. "Be careful with the cold, the wind is big at night."

Jiang Weiwei only felt warm and in the heart, and there was a kind of beloved happiness. She blinked her eyes.

Her beautiful and delicate eyebrows made the man bend down and kissed her forehead. Then she felt that her eyes were always cute and very cute.

He kissed her eyes again, and Jiang Weiwei felt his man's love for her, not possession, not even the simple and rude of getting things for men and women.

"You also go to bed early."

Jiang Weiwei whispered.