Chapter 571 But I don’t want to wait
The two met to discuss the countermeasures and repeatedly confirmed whether there were any missed details.
Finally, after confirming that there was no problem, Jiang Qilan quickly sorted it out in his mind, raised his head and said to Cheng Ling: "You still have makeup on your face, you go and wash up first, I can sleep on the sofa at night..."
Cheng Ling stood up, and the tuxedo jacket Jiang Qilan put on her at some point slipped to the ground.
Jiang Qilan bent down to pick up his clothes. When he stood up, he accidentally caught a glimpse of Cheng Ling's smooth, mutton-fat jade-like back.
He felt his breath tightening, and a strong wind roared past his ears.
Everyone longs for close contact with their lover.
Jiang Qilan is also a human being.
He also has normal human emotions and desires.
At this moment, in the dead of night, a man and a woman alone are in love...
Jiang Qilan turned away, put his coat on the back of the dining chair, and cleared his throat that suddenly became dry.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, Cheng Ling leaned over and climbed up the back of his neck with two bare arms.
Jiang Qilan subconsciously hugged her back.
The silky skin under the fingertips feels so good.
Cheng Ling leaned close to his ear and whispered: "Brother Lan, have you forgotten something?"
Jiang Qilan was thrown into Cheng Ling's arms. His mind was stuck due to the excitement. He stammered and asked: "What...what's the matter?"
"Lan...oh, no, Mr. Fang, you asked me to wait for you in your room...don't do anything now," Cheng Ling loosened her arms around his neck, leaned back, and looked at him with a mischievous smile. Looking into Jiang Qilan's eyes, "...Mr. Fang, could it be that you are ill and unable to do your best?"
Jiang Qilan: "..."
Cheng Ling reached back and pulled out the hosta tied behind his head.
Her black hair was slightly curled and spread loosely.
Jiang Qilan's hand was still holding her back.
The loose hair draped gently on the back of his hand.
——Jiang Qilan had the illusion that what Cheng Ling let go was not her hair, but his indestructible will.
The black hair was scattered on the white back, giving people a strong visual impact: Men may have long hair... Jiang Qilan thought in confusion.
Cheng Ling blinked her innocent eyes, smiled like a little fox, and called him softly: "Mr. Fang Wenjian?"
Jiang Qilan half-closed his eyelids, his long black eyelashes covering the rolling lust in his eyes.
He almost gritted his teeth and said, "Cheng Ling, don't challenge my patience..."
Cheng Ling raised one leg. The knot in her long skirt had been loosened at some point, and a slender and tight jade leg was hooked up, gently rubbing his thigh.
Although there was a layer of suits and pants between him, Jiang Qilan felt her rubbing against him.
A stream of evil fire jumped up.
But the wicked Cheng Ling refused to give up and continued to play her role. She pulled his head down, touched the tip of his nose with her own, and exhaled like a blue: "Dad, the sponsor, are you dissatisfied with me?" ?”
Jiang Qilan felt something explode in his head.
With a strong effort of his arms, he easily picked up Cheng Ling in the air and placed her on the dining table. Then he clasped the back of her head with his palms, lowered his head and kissed her deeply.
After a long time, Jiang Qilan let go of Cheng Ling. His hair fixed with hairspray had long since fallen loose, and the dim restaurant lights cast a beautiful shadow on his face.
He said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Ling'er, don't torture me anymore... It's not the right time to do this now... I want to leave this matter for a better time, such as the engagement day, or a certain interview. Resort hotel rooms facing the sea, such as..."
Cheng Ling stretched out her slender white fingers and gently touched Jiang Qilan's thin lips, stopping what he was going to say next.
Her eyes were bright and her cheeks were rosy.
He heard her say: "But, I don't want to wait."