MTL - The Whole World Knows She Loves Me-Chapter 95 Gudong

Song Xian was tempted, and his rationality, which was so tense to the extreme, broke with a bang! The tip of her nose was filled with familiar scents, crowding from all directions, imprisoning her in a small world, only Jiang Liuyi's world.

Seeing that she didn't move, Jiang Liuyi turned her head and leaned her thin lips from Song Xian's cheek to the corner of her lips, and kissed it. It was hot and intense, and mixed with forbearable madness. She clasped Song Xian's shoulders with both hands, and moved from the shoulders to the back of her neck. , with a slight force, Song Xian raised her head, and Jiang Liuyi's kisses fell down densely, she was a little dizzy.

There was no time to take a breath, Jiang Liuyi didn't give her a chance to breathe at all, and kissed her in the car for a long time while holding her down.

Song Xian's lips were numb.

After the kiss was over, both of them were out of breath. Song Xian looked at Jiang Liuyi, and before he could speak, he heard Jiang Liuyi say, "I'll drive."

Song Xian switched places with her.

Jiang Liuyi didn't talk much along the way, she didn't dare to turn her head to look at Song Xian more, for fear of seeing her, she couldn't help but stop at the curb and kiss again, she held back, but Song Xian kept looking at her from the corner of her eye .

Jiang Liuyi caught that stealthy gaze when he was about to get home, Song Xian hurriedly glanced away, his expression changed like never before, Jiang Liuyi was tickled by a cat in his heart, when Song Xian turned his head Show the ears behind the hair.

Redness of the earlobes.

Jiang Liuyi said: "Get out of the car."

Song Xian opened the car door, and as soon as he stood still, Jiang Liuyi had already walked to her side. She looked at Jiang Liuyi, lowered her eyes, and the atmosphere between the two was only a match away.

After arriving at the door of the house, Jiang Liuyi put down her bag and did not turn on the light. She put on slippers and carried Song Xian directly into the room. Song Xian was dragged into the room with a slipper still hanging on his foot.

The door was closed, a match was lit, and Jiang Liuyi said in the dark: "You don't need to get up early tomorrow, let's do something different tonight."

Song Xian asked: "What..."

Before the word "different" was asked, Jiang Liuyi had already taken off her shirt, passed the two cuffs of the shirt under Song Xian's armpit, wrapped it around her arm and tied it in a knot. It was not tight at all. Song Xian only needed to slightly She could break free with force, but she didn't. She just grabbed the cuffs of the shirt with both hands. The silk felt cold and smooth to the touch, which was completely different from the thin lips that wandered on her body.

The thin lips followed the curve of her body all the way down.

The extreme cold and heat collided, and Song Xian soon softened into a ball, flooding Jinshan.

In the second half of the night, Song Xian was tossed and tossed like this, Jiang Liuyi was very energetic, and finally she was made to fall asleep. For the first time, she fell asleep hugging the pillow without even thinking about changing the sheets.

Jiang Liuyi woke up and went to take a shower. When she came back, she simply tidied up the room, changed Song Xian into new pajamas, smelled the fragrance of Song Xian's body, and fell asleep in her arms.

Sure enough, no one woke up the next morning.

Of course, no one dared to call to harass the two of them. After nine o'clock, the editor-in-chief asked the assistant, "Is Song Xian still here?"

Didn’t the agreement that was agreed yesterday have already been handed over, and we’re going to report today?

The assistant reminded in a low voice: "Editor-in-Chief, I am also an assistant to Mr. Jiang when I come to report. Maybe Song Xian is urging the manuscript now!"

The editor-in-chief smiled at her reminder: "You're right."

She has to help Song Xian apply for not having to clock in this month.

Song Xian slept like this until noon, the alarm clock didn't wake them up, or Jiang Liuyi woke her up when she got out of bed, Song Xian opened his eyes and asked, "What time is it?"

Jiang Liuyi said, "Eleven o'clock."

Song Xian quickly woke up in a daze for two seconds, walked out of the room barefoot, immediately took the mobile phone from the coffee table, and was about to call the editor-in-chief first, when she saw several messages from the editor-in-chief.

She rubbed the corners of her eyes, frowned, turned her head after reading the news, Jiang Liuyi was about to wash up, when she noticed Song Xian looking over, she asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Xian said: "I was transferred to the children's magazine, to be your assistant?"

Jiang Liuyi nodded: "Your editor-in-chief told you?"

Song Xian said: "Just told me, why didn't you tell me?"

Jiang Liuyi smiled: "I told you last night."

Song Xian was rarely tongue-tied.

Last night, she just said that she didn't need to get up early today. What kind of reason is that? Song Xian shook his head lightly, put down his phone after replying to the editor-in-chief, went into the kitchen with Jiang Liuyi after washing up, tilted his head and asked, "So what do I need to do?"

Jiang Liuyi was making breakfast with her head down, when she heard this saying: "Eat first."

Song Xian was pressed by her to sit at the dinner table and had lunch with her. After the meal, Jiang Liuyi asked, "Have you ever been an assistant before?"

"No." Song Xian shook his head, this was the first time since working, Jiang Liuyi asked: "What did you do in the children's magazine?"

Song Xian thought for a while and said, "Typesetting, retouching, or painting."

Children's magazines were not busy in the past. When Song Xian arrived at the magazine office just in time for the new issue to come out, the boss's attention was on the new issue. There were few orders for children's magazines, and the profit was low. Even everyone's workload was very little. Song Xian was not busy. I will draw some illustrations from time to time.

Jiang Liuyi nodded: "Being an assistant is to help me arrange the meeting time, and remind me before handing in the music. The most important thing is that you have to follow me during this time."

Song Xian looked sideways: "Following you all the time?"

Jiang Liuyi was serious: "Yes, you have to follow me all the time as an assistant."

After she finished speaking, she stood up: "I can talk to your editor-in-chief."

When Song Xian was still thinking about the job of an assistant, Jiang Liuyi had already called the editor-in-chief of the children's magazine, clearly requesting that Song Xian must follow her all the way during this period, the editor-in-chief had no objection at all, nodded and said: "Of course, of course! With Song Xian following you, we can rest assured that Song Xian is serious about his work!"

It is rare for Jiang Liuyi not to distinguish between public and private, so she used business to keep Song Xian by her side. The editor-in-chief hung up the phone and Ye Yinge walked into the office and said to her, "Editor-in-chief, I have tidied up Teacher Jiang's office. When will she come to the office?" ?”

The editor-in-chief looked up at her and said, "I guess I don't have time recently."

Ye Yinge was surprised: "Why?"

The editor-in-chief explained: "Ms. Jiang still has to write a song, and I'm not allowed to disturb her until the meeting."

Ye Yinge held his breath and nodded: "Understood."

She finished speaking and was about to go out, then turned her head: "By the way, Song Xian..."

The editor-in-chief looked at her and said, "I will arrange Song Xian's work, so don't interfere with her work."

Ye Yinge felt sullen, she walked out of the office with a hum, the editor-in-chief looked down at the itinerary, and sent Song Xian a meeting time for the next issue.

Four days later.

After the editor-in-chief sent it back to Song Xian: [Taking advantage of this time, take a good rest. 】

Song Xian felt warm when he saw these two messages, and replied to the editor: [Got it. 】

After posting, she returned to the WeChat page, stared at one of the names, hesitated for two seconds, and still didn't send a message. She turned her head and saw that Jiang Liuyi was drying the bed sheets. The man was standing on the balcony in home clothes, holding the bed sheets on the shelf. Once pulled, a sheet was ready to dry. She put down her phone and walked over to help Jiang Liuyi. Jiang Liuyi said, "I'll do it."

Song Xian lowered his head, touched the half-dry bed sheet and glanced at Jiang Liuyi.

Soon the two of them finished drying their clothes and returned to the living room. Jiang Liuyi released the disc vacuum cleaner, and a buzzing vibration came from under Song Xian's feet. Jiang Liuyi tidied up the coffee table, and Song Xian sat on the sofa with a pillow in his arms , suddenly felt that the atmosphere was very comfortable and comfortable, which was a rare feeling in the past, but now facing Jiang Liuyi, I often think so.

Jiang Liuyi asked: "Want to sleep?"

Song Xian shook his head: "I don't want to."

Jiang Liuyi said: "Then follow me."

Song Xian was led into the piano room by her hand. The piano room was full of sunshine and the sun was shining brightly. Although it was not midsummer, the light cast by the sun from the cracks in the clouds was still a bit dazzling. Standing in the piano room, Song Xian saw the quilt The covered A2 piano, Jiang Liuyi has already pulled her to sit next to another piano.

This piano was used by Jiang Liuyi before. After she sat down, she said to Song Xian: "I have prepared two new pieces for the children's magazine. Would you like to listen to them first?"

Song Xian doesn't know much about the piano, so he can't give professional advice, so he can only express intuitively whether it sounds good or not. The first song is a slightly cheerful tune, which is very simple. The listener is in a good mood, and a very pleasant feeling emerges from his heart. She nodded: "It sounds good."

Jiang Liuyi patted the place beside her: "I'll teach you."

Song Xian was startled, and then sat beside her, seeing which key Jiang Liuyi pressed, she pressed it, and the clear music sounded in the room. After teaching it once, Jiang Liuyi tilted her head and smiled: "How is it? Simple, right? "

Song Xian nodded, it was indeed not difficult.

Then Jiang Liuyi played the second piece for her. The piece was a bit longer and slower than before. Song Xian listened intently. Jiang Liuyi saw that she liked to play it twice more. They spent the whole afternoon in the piano room When Jiang Liuyi was resting, Song Xian went out to cut the fruit, Jiang Liuyi stared at the piano covered with a cloth, with deep eyes.

After a while, Song Xian walked in with a tray, which contained cut fruits and a fork. Jiang Liuyi ate the fruit and heard Song Xian call her: "Jiang Liuyi."

Jiang Liuyi turned her head and saw Song Xian looking at her, her eyes were clear and penetrating, her long eyelashes were like a small fan, and the fine sunlight fell on her side face, making her outline more clear. Song Xian only wore pajamas at home, showing her slender On her neck and collarbone, there were obvious teeth marks from being bitten, as well as mottled red marks. She lowered her eyes to hide the waves in her eyes, and said as calmly as possible: "Huh? What's the matter?"

Song Xian hesitated for a few seconds, put down the fork and said, "I want to treat my senior sister to a meal before she leaves."

Jiang Liuyi squeezed the fork tightly and said, "Of course, I can book the hotel?"

Song Xian looked relaxed and nodded: "Well, good."

Seeing her like this, Jiang Liuyi couldn't help shouting: "Song Xian."

Song Xian raised his eyelids, and Jiang Liuyi said, "The time is set for the day of her interview, right? Let's have a meal together after the interview."

"The day of the interview?"

Jiang Liuyi nodded, picked up a piece of fruit and said, "Let's go there on the day of the interview, she is not very convenient after all, we should take care of it."

Song Xian stared at her fixedly, his heart was gradually covered by the tenderness given by Jiang Liuyi, warmed up, and then a sharpened pen engraved Jiang Liuyi's name bit by bit.

Deep, to the bone.

Jiang Liuyi saw that she didn't move or respond for a long time, but her eyes became more and more hot. She shouted: "Song Xian? What's wrong?"

Song Xian looked at her and said bluntly, "I want to kiss you again."

Before chewing the fruit on the tip of Jiang Liuyi's tongue, she swallowed it with a thud.