Chapter 55 You won’t be for others
“Ji Xiaolan, twelve hours have passed, where are your photos?”
The sound of running water came from the bathroom, and Ji Lan received a text message from Xu Ying. People who eat melons have never left the front line.
Regarding the issue of whether Ji Lan's new man was his third uncle, Xu Ying was more superior than the person involved.
It feels like having incest CP knocked on your doorstep.
Ji Lan felt itchy, put away her phone and went downstairs. While Ji Mingzong was taking a shower, he searched from the first floor to the second floor but couldn't find a single photo. He stopped at the door of the man's study and considered whether to push the door in. .
Whether he is in politics or business, he attaches great importance to his private territory. Ji Lan knows that this door is not easy to push, so if he pushes it open and goes in, it will be fine if he doesn't see anything.
If you see something you shouldn't see, it could be a business secret at least, or your life could be at stake at worst.
Ji Lan slowly retracted his hand that was on the doorknob, thinking: That's it.
No matter what he is, he has already slept and done all the things, so what else can he do?
After a moment, she sighed deeply and was about to turn around and leave. A hot body came up behind her, and his naked arms crossed her body and pushed open the door.
Straightforward and uncomfortably frank: "If you want to come in, come in."
Ji Lan's back went numb with fright.
Above the head, the man's light voice came with warm breath: "I don't have that many secrets."
Ji Mingzong stood at the door of the bedroom for a long time, watching her struggle and hesitation. He originally thought that she would open the door without hesitation and go in. Who would have thought that this man chose to retreat after all kinds of considerations.
The chase between a man and a woman is very simple. If someone takes the lead, someone has to lose heart, otherwise the game will only be about lust, like an empty shell.
Ji Mingzong has been living abroad for more than ten years and has worked hard to reach his current position. In the words of others, he has seen everyone's ghosts.
He wanted to plot against Ji Lan and would not give her the slightest chance to escape.
From Ji Lan's perspective, the more she struggles, the more magnanimous and magnanimous he should be.
Otherwise, why would you try to gain her heart?
"Come in," the man, whose lower body was wrapped in a bath towel, put his arm around her shoulders and led her into the study.
Ji Lan reached out and pressed the switch beside the door. When the bright light came on above her head, Ji Lan's eyes dodge for a moment.
"Mr. Ming is not afraid that I will see any secrets?"
"I'm afraid I won't bring you back," Ji Mingzong said calmly, leaning against the door, his whole body wrapped in the relaxation of the superior.
In front of him, he looked like a trapped beast programmed on a fixed line.
She was struggling in the cage, and he stood outside the cage and talked with her, giving her some help with his nodding emotions.
He couldn't pull her out of the abyss, and he wouldn't watch her die.
This man has a deep mind.
To put it bluntly, it is nothing more than restraining love and giving her just the right critical point.
A superior person can even measure love.
"Mr. Ming is trying to drag me into trouble!" Ji Lan pointed out.
There was a faint smile on Ji Mingzong's lips: "Which water?"
Ji Lan remained silent, staring at him without even the slightest dodge.
Ji Mingzong has never been a coward. He walked towards Ji Lan: "If we talk about career and interests, Ming can't be guilty of dragging a woman into trouble, but if we talk about love,"
Ji Mingzong paused slightly, looked at Ji Lan, and spoke word by word: "I do have this idea."
Ji Lan can't be moved by him gradually, right?
He was already on fire after his repeated invitations to live together were rejected.
It's just that it's not her fault and it's not easy to blame her.
"Everyone's emotional threshold is different, Mr. Ming, you are trying to make things difficult for me." The man stared at her with naked eyes, leaving her nowhere to hide. Ji Lan wanted to hide.
Seeing his intention, the man stepped sideways to block her way, pinched her waist and lifted her to the desk.
The thin lips fell down, the friction gradually began, and the man's kiss fell from the lips.
When he reached his waist, Ji Lan stretched out his hand to block her: "No, my aunt is still here."
The man responded with a hoarse voice: "I know."
Ji Lan shuddered as he nibbled on his waist and rose out of the air.
The weather in June was getting hotter and hotter. The greenery around Lanting Villa was excellent, and tall trees blocked the space between the buildings, forming a Secret closed loop.
Downstairs, Yan Hui and his bodyguard were walking in the yard. Near the study area in the backyard, a loud scream sounded. They were so frightened that their hands shook. The cigarette on their fingertips fell on the lawn, and the sparks scattered all over the ground.
The two looked at each other, not daring to stay long.
Leave quickly.
Mid-June, Dragon Boat Festival.
The Ji family has rules and must gather together every year for the festival. In previous years, Deng Yi started preparing early at this time. The old lady paid attention to family rules. Deng Yi and Chen Yan made good rice dumplings since they married into the Ji family.
Moreover, the taste of the rice dumplings changes every year according to the tastes of the old man and the old lady.
From picking the rice dumpling leaves to cooking the pot, every step is done by the two of them.
Jijia Manor has a wide territory and occupies the entire top of Maoshan Mountain, overlooking half of the city.
Halfway up the hillside in the backyard, Chen Yan was wearing long sleeves and a hat, cutting rice dumpling leaves, chatting with Deng Yi at random: "I heard that the old lady asked Ji Lan to come up too?"
"I heard it is," Deng Yi responded calmly.
"I haven't seen her in the main house for twenty years. What's wrong now? I noticed her after seeing her once?" Chen Yan was quite curious. The adopted daughter could not enter the elegant hall. The old lady paid attention to blood relations, so ordinary family gatherings were natural. Ji Lan will not be allowed to go up.
But recently, I don’t know where I’ve gone wrong.
"Don't blame me for not warning you. You have to be careful. After all, Rourou was raised from a small family. The old lady has a high vision. Don't let an adopted daughter steal the limelight."
Back at the manor, the old lady was coming out of the old man's ward with a solemn face. Shu Wen helped her sit on the sofa and comforted her.
The two sisters-in-law looked at each other and walked over to care about the old lady, but were stopped by Shu Wen who said, "It makes me feel bad to see the old gentleman like this."
The two of them stopped trying to explore.
An old housekeeper who has been with the old lady for decades is far better than the daughter-in-law who only meets during the holidays.
I feel unwilling to do so, so I can only endure it for the time being.
"You are so useful!" Xu Ying has been talking about it all day: "I didn't sleep all night. I came to the company early in the morning to wait for you. You come here and die."
"Tell me, you, a aunt who can be chastised by others, are you going to be successful?"
Xu Ying held the steering wheel and became angrier as she thought about it.
The melon-eaters didn't get the first bite of the melon, which was more uncomfortable than being robbed of a man. Ji Lan was so disappointed.
"Can you please stop talking?" Ji Lan rubbed his head irritably: "I've been talking about it all morning and it's so annoying."
What happened last night was a waste of money.
She could still clearly remember the temperature of her palms, so she silently took out a tissue and wiped her palms.
"You're worthless and you're still embarrassed?" Xu Ying replied lightly. He caught a glimpse of her wiping her hands from the corner of her eye: "There's shit on your hands? You wiped them all the way."
"Ji Xiaolan, aren't you doing a hardware softening project for someone else?"