MTL - The Blind Date Went To the Wrong Room, But Was Confessed By the Other Party-Chapter 203 1 night before going abroad

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The Porsche was parked in the downstairs garage. After the two went home, Fang Zheng sat on the sofa as usual and worked on the lesson plan for tomorrow's class.

Jiang Xiyao took off her slippers, tied her hair into a ponytail, and put on an apron to show her boyfriend what was in the refrigerator.

Turning the meat, he felt that it was not good to be so late, so he turned his head and asked Fang Zheng, "I'll make you some vegetables, otherwise it will be difficult to digest if you eat too much at night."

"Well, just look at it and figure it out."

He took some parsley and streaky flowers to the kitchen. The parsley was cut into pieces, and the meat was cut into strips. Although the sound of the range hood was not big through the door, a subtle humming could be heard inside.

Stir-frying vegetables is not a waste of time, and they are cooked very quickly.

The sound of oil creaking from the iron pan was mixed with the aroma of meat and coriander. If Jiang Xiyao had just returned from a full meal, he would have to pick up two more chopsticks.

Today, Fangzheng's work is handled very quickly, and practice makes perfect. He has been the head teacher for those guys in the class for more than two months. Some things know how to be lazy.

After the man finished packing, he turned around and found that Jiang Xiyao was still attentively cooking vegetables with a shovel in the kitchen.

Fairy Chang'e, who doesn't eat human fireworks, is also very beautiful to cook a dish occasionally.

The kitchen door was opened by a man, Jiang Xiyao glanced at Fang Zheng: "Why are you here? Just wait a little longer."

When Fangzheng approached Jiang Xiyao, he could smell the familiar fragrance of jasmine flowers, which was a unique fragrance on women's bodies.

He hugged the woman's waist from behind, resting his head on her shoulder.

"Not yet?"

Jiang Xiyao blushed and felt that the vegetables in the pot were almost cooked, so she turned off the fire and asked deliberately, "I didn't hear you when I asked you to eat more, now you know you're hungry?"

She used a shovel to get a piece of parsley, and after blowing it lightly, she used her slender fingers to pinch the vegetable that was still a little hot and oily and fed it to Fangzheng.

"Try it."

Fangzheng chewed: "It tastes good, let's have another piece."

Jiang Xiyao leaned on Fang Zheng's body and turned her head slightly to look at the man lying on her shoulder, and reluctantly took another piece with repeated steps.

After Fang Zheng tasted it, he felt that it was quite fragrant. It was different from using chopsticks.

Jiang Xiyao said, "I can't come back this week. If you can't, you can eat at school at night, or go downstairs to buy something casually."

"Don't be so exaggerated, right?"

Jiang Xiyao turned around and faced Fang Zheng: "It's always good to be careful, it won't take long to heal the injury anyway."

Fang Zheng thought about it and nodded.

The woman looked at Fangzheng's face carefully, and when she saw that the corners of his mouth were oily, she couldn't help but tore off a bit of toilet paper from the stove and wanted to wipe Fangzheng's mouth.

As a result, the man suddenly pinched Jiang Xiyao's wrist.

"It's a waste of time, you don't plan to taste what you've made?"

Jiang Xiyao, whose sixth sense has always been very keen, obviously understands Fang Zheng's bad thoughts.

But he still took the plan and said with a smile, "I just had enough to eat, and I don't want to taste it."

Fang Zheng stared at Jiang Xiyao and was very dissatisfied with the answer: "I'll give you another chance."

The corners of the woman's mouth were raised, and her tone was very slow: "I want to taste it."

Fangzheng put his lips up slowly. As the saying goes, happiness is something that happens countless times once, when he gets his first satisfaction.

The woman seemed to let go a lot, and took the initiative to embrace Fang Zheng's neck.

Her back hips were leaning against the edge of the kitchen stove, her slender waist was hugged by Fang Zheng.

The grease on the man's mouth also sticks to the woman's attractive pink lips. She closes her eyes and enjoys the happiness that a woman should have.

The sweet feeling still lingers on her lips. After the kiss, Jiang Xiyao licked her lips and hugged Fang Zheng again.

"You've made me less and less like myself. Obviously, I haven't left yet, and I already miss you a bit."

Fang Zheng's injured hand didn't dare to make too much movement, so he supported Jiang Xiyao's jade-like back.

"It's my fault too? I didn't do it, right?"

Jiang Xiyao's tone was very light, her head buried in Fang Zheng's arms, the smell of hormones on the man made her almost reluctant to leave.

"It's you. I never thought before that I would become like this, that I would like someone so much."

Fang Zheng used his intact hand to cover the lid of the iron pot.

"Either don't eat supper, I'll take it to school tomorrow to eat."

Jiang Xiyao left Fangzheng's arms for a short while, aren't you hungry?

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "I'll eat you when I'm hungry."

The woman pursed her lips and laughed, and the cold beauty Jiang stood on tiptoe and opened her mouth again to kiss her.

"I'll let you eat enough tonight."

This night, except for what I couldn't do, I didn't do it, and I didn't touch what I couldn't touch.

In other places, Fangzheng didn't let go of his entire body, just his chest, Jiang Xiyao was like an absolute defense, and in other places, she had obviously given up struggling.

Whether Fang Zheng touches or kisses, it basically depends on a man's temperament.

But more and more like this, when the woman leaves in the morning, she is actually more and more reluctant, and Fangzheng is similar.

To say that Jiang Xiyao is still brilliant, the brilliant thing is that when you can't eat, you will always miss this woman in your mind.

If you want to go to the sky in one step, apart from the perfect opportunity the night before yesterday, you probably won't be able to see it before you get married.

After all, even on such an ambiguous night last night, Jiang Xiyao was ashamed and annoyed to hold the bottom line.

Jiang Damei's idea is also very simple, in order to let Fangzheng keep thinking of her, otherwise, before marriage, according to Fangzheng's temperament, this man will easily be lawless.

When Fangzheng went downstairs, he saw that Xiaomi had been waiting to help Jiang Xiyao to pack up the luggage for going abroad, and greeted the little secretary downstairs.

Then he rode a small electric donkey to work at school.

At that time, Jiang Xiyao also came down to pick up Xiaomi, and sent Fang Zheng off by the way. The two women stood together and watched the disappearing figure.

Jiang Xiyao had a straight waist and put his hands around his chest~www.novelbuddy.com~Xiaomi put both hands in front of him, and said respectfully in a low voice, "Mr. Jiang, Brother Fang rides an electric car to work like this every day?"

Jiang Xiyao smiled and said, "Isn't it good? He also looks handsome when riding an electric car."

When Xiaomi heard this sentence, he was stunned for a moment, then he covered his mouth and joked, "You are too much in the eyes of a lover."

Jiang Xiyao gave her secretary a white look: "You talk too much! Go upstairs and pack up with me. What time is the flight?"

When the little secretary saw that her boss was going upstairs, she followed behind her.

"It's eleven o'clock, there are more than four hours left, Mr. Jiang."

"Have you packed all your luggage?"

Xiaomi nodded, and the little feet in the high-heeled shoes stepped on the stairs: "Well!"

Today is July 2nd. The temperature in Lvteng City continues to go higher. When riding the electric car, Fang Zheng didn't feel anything, and the weather was quite cool.

But when I got to school, I realized that the day was getting harder and harder.

Fortunately, there is an air conditioner in the office, so Fang Zheng doesn't even want to go to the classroom.

Fortunately, today's two Chinese lessons are in the afternoon, so he can take a break in the office in the morning to make up for a while.

After all, it was quite a long time to toss last night.

Especially when Jiang Damei is so sensitive, kissing her on the back makes her tremble, and kissing her again, she can't help biting her lip and snorting.

It's really fun.

Ke Fang was fishing in troubled waters comfortably in the office. Last night, a certain vice president had a very tormented life.