Because the protagonist is not dead, the story has to continue, huh huh. Speaking of which, Liang Jinmo finally found Qin Ningxiang.

Liang Jinmo admitted that he was a little proud in his heart.

I also know that he is a little arrogant and can't give up.

Who made Liang Jinmo so outstanding?

hey-hey

朁(˙w˙ 朁)

So Mr. Liang, who should have gone to the company to meet with Qi, also lay down.

*

"Have you found it?" The servants asked anxiously, and after running away, they disappeared.

"Not yet..." Another servant shook his head.

"Oh, I'm so anxious."

"Hasn't you found it in the young master?"

"Then sure, I will tell us if I find it." Li Dawei replied, "Go quickly and don't chat."

"Okay, go now." The servant replied firmly.

Liang Jinmo: I found it, do you need to tell you?! Why is this?

*

Liang Jinmo was looking at Qin Ningxiang in a daze for a while.

Liang Jinmo was glad that he found her so quickly and the woman was safe and sound.

Qin Ningxiang's breathing was light and smooth, but it was a little weaker.

If you look far away, do you think it is a dough that has been kneaded into a long strip?

This is a rare metaphor.

Qin Ningxiang knew about it, and she would probably be so angry that she divorced Liang Jinmo.

Liang Jinmo sometimes forgets that he is married.

There is always a cognitive imbalance.

After waking up this time, he felt that what had happened before was like a dream.

I can't let Qin Ningxiang know that the woman is really as soft and glutinous as she is at this moment. Liang Jinmo really wants to whisper in one go.

Sigh! A noodles fell into Liang Jinmo's belly.

A man who compares his wife to noodles is definitely a straight man who loves cooking skills, which is unbearable.

Liang Jinmo meets the latter item: love to eat noodles (bushi).

Shouldn’t the president like to eat delicacies? But Liang Jinmo really likes the noodle shop that Qin Ningxiang often takes her to, and also likes the knife-cut noodles that the chef at home occasionally makes.

gbia

G noodles, belt noodles, stretch noodles, oil splash noodles, plate noodles, fried noodles and mixed noodles.

The frequency is not high, only 1, 2, 3, 4 times a week.

Recently, Liang Jinmo has become obsessed with hot dry noodles, but Qin Ningxiang always yells to eat meat and meat. She is a pure meat snack, making every time the noodles turn into beef noodles, ribs noodles, pork chop noodles, hey.

Could it be that Qin Ningxiang has eaten less meat recently?

Or are you eating too much chicken wings and flying away?

He pressed his face against the woman's side, which was a little hot.

Inexplicably cute.

(?????)

Liang Jinmo took the opportunity to touch him everywhere, and the temperature on Qin Ningxiang's body was not very high.

It's much lower than him, only his face is very hot.

He could feel that she was a little uncomfortable.

It shouldn't be too serious.

Maybe it's frozen?

But looking at her appearance, he was a little relieved.

Liang Jinmo touched the skin inside her clothes again, it was quite warm.

He was sure he was not taking advantage of the situation and putting on the stickers. Liang Jinmo pulled Qin Ningxiang's pajamas down and covered her stomach.

Qin Ningxiang likes to wear split pajamas, saying it is comfortable, and in the summer, people also like to wear tops and shorts instead of nightgowns.

"You little guy." Liang Jinmo scratched the woman's nose caressed.

The smooth lines make him very comfortable.

"It must have been like this since I was a child."

People who are not honest in sleeping always take their stomachs out to face the roof, allowing their navel to meet the world, and often feel uncomfortable because of this.

"Next time I'll change some of the upper body to you."

Liang Jinmo quickly sorted out Qin Ningxiang's clothes. Fortunately, she was not wearing very thin pajamas like paper, and the pure cotton was slightly warm.

Although there is a little stuffy on the inside of the compartment, it is particularly warm compared to the outside, and there is no harm if there is no comparison.

There was no air conditioning air in, and there was a soft blanket underneath. Qin Ningxiang's body was quite warm, not cold.

Liang Jinmo couldn't help but gently stroke the woman's cheek and forehead with her fingers, and her forehead was still as gentle as jade.

Although the breathing is shallow, Qin Ningxiang's milk fragrance fills this narrow space in a short while.

Liang Jinmo's cheeks, nose, and even eyebrows were stained with a moist and sweet smell.

It made him a little sleepy, but his hands were not honest.

"It's so fragrant! It's worthy of being called Qin Ningxiang!" Liang Jinmo took a deep breath and felt the fragrance of milk on the woman's body, so he felt much more at ease.

It is said that girls with milky smell are very special, I have read it in the novel.

Unexpectedly, he met a girl like this.

lucky!

"Well, don't touch it, shower gel~" Qin Ningxiang chewed a few sips of the air, then closed her eyes.

body wash???

Does she want shower gel?!

Then help her get it over.

Originally, the trousers and shirts were dull, but they were stained with Qin Ningxiang's milky smell, which made him feel lighter.

Very good, very at ease.

It's like a milk bubble, and it's like a little cream.

Liang Jinmo felt that his body was slippery.

He was even more sleepy, but Wang Xuan called several times, and maybe something really mattered.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time.

Liang Jinmo looked at Qin Ningxiang's side face, her eyes were straight, attracted by her biting lip, and she couldn't move her eyes away.

The chubby lips are like jelly, making people want to take a bite, and that's the case.

When Liang Jinmo realized, he had bitten on the jelly.

The lips are a little salty, probably because of the dry tears.

Liang Jinmo savored it carefully and felt that his consciousness gradually became confused. The air became thinner but sticky, and the surrounding breath became sweet.

Even if he was nostalgic, he could not let the girl stay in a hard place. Liang Jinmo let go of Qin Ningxiang's lips and gently pulled out the person. He pulled it out with the blanket below. He picked him up.

My body was already a little tired, but Liang Jinmo just stood up. This place was too cramped and he shouldn't sleep here even if it was very comfortable.

The man stood up from the floor regardless of the sweat on his forehead, carried Qin Ningxiang out of the cloakroom, and turned into the bedroom.

The bedroom was empty, and others might have gone to search elsewhere. The sweat on Liang Jinmo's forehead had long been blown dry by the air conditioner wind, and he felt very comfortable physically and mentally.

He put the person properly on the bed and covered him with a thin quilt. Liang Jinmo hid the girl's neck and arms in the quilt, and then he felt relieved.

I remembered the shower gel that Qin Ningxiang mentioned just now, walked into the bathroom a few steps, reached out to pull out a bottle from the shelf, and it clearly stated "Milk fragrance".

A little dumbfounded.

???

etc?!
To be continued...