Ji Wanmei, naturally beautiful and graceful, was the factory director's daughter. At eighteen, she was admitted to the provincial university. With her braids and floral skirt, her waist swaying...
Chapter 322
Actually, regarding the matter of Ji Wanmei's aunt bringing back the will left to her by her maternal grandfather...
Ji Wanmei was also surprised.
Because this didn't happen in that time in my previous life.
Because of her mother's death and her maternal grandfather's long-standing rejection of them, Ji Xingguo was unwilling to meet her aunt and her husband.
When Ji Wanmei was in college during summer vacation, her aunt and uncle called to say they wanted to see her, but Ji Xingguo refused. At that time, Ji Wanmei followed her father's wishes and did not insist on her own opinion.
So, several years passed until Ji Wanmei and Yang Zhiping got married through a blind date in their previous life. Later, the Yang family father and son conspired to seize power, annex the factory's assets, and caused Ji Wanmei and her father such a terrible fate.
After Ji Wanmei had weathered the two most difficult years and began to pull herself together to face death, her aunt finally learned of the situation and returned from abroad to tell Ji Wanmei about her will, offering her support.
But by that time, Ji Wanmei had already gradually emerged from her slump through her own abilities, started to study fashion design on her own, and also started to establish a clothing brand and factory.
However, later, Ji Wanmei planned to expand her business and wanted to cooperate with foreign partners. She went abroad several times, but always stayed temporarily at her aunt's place.
This time, because of Ji Wanmei's decision, her aunt came to see her eight years earlier.
This incident may have foreshadowed that the fates of all of them were no longer the same as in their previous lives.
Ji Wanmei came to her senses and felt Lei Tingjun's gentle kiss on her hair.
Lei Tingjun gently placed her on the soft mattress. Her long, black, smooth hair, freshly dried, was spread out on the pillow like a handful of ink.
Her black hair was truly like a waterfall, half-hidden with affection.
Ji Wanmei's eyes were slightly closed, her long, thick eyelashes fluttering gently like two butterfly wings.
Lei Tingjun loved her eyelashes the most, so he bent down and kissed them affectionately again and again.
The warm breath fell on her face, and Ji Wanmei felt her fingertips go weak and she had no strength left.
Lei Tingjun brushed the long hair by Ji Wanmei's ear with his fingers, revealing her entire face, and then lowered his head to kiss her earlobe.
Ji Wanmei's earlobes were soft and white, looking like a piece of delicate white porcelain. When her lips touched that piece of white porcelain, the tremor caused even the fine baby hairs on her skin to resonate with it.
Ji Wanmei rubbed against him and turned her face away.
"Meimei." Lei Tingjun murmured her name softly, cupped her cheeks, and made her open her eyes to look at him.
Rough hands brushed her black hair, following the shoulder straps of her little dress, gently and slowly, tracing down her exposed, rounded shoulders and arms...
“Thunder Army…” Ji Wanmei met his dark and deep eyes, closed her eyes trembling, and felt as if his hand was setting her on fire.
Wherever his palm touched, she felt an uncontrollable heat.
It was already midnight outside the house.
In the summer of May, the sky is filled with stars, and a slightly warm night breeze blows gently in from outside the window, causing the curtains to sway softly.
The guesthouse window faces the street, and occasionally a car or two drives by, making the sound of tires rubbing.
Apart from that, everything was quiet.
The guesthouse rooms were dark, except for a small, dim, yellowish light in the bathroom.
On the windowsill that is turned outwards, there are two pots of spider plants.
The spider plant is in bloom, and its delicate fragrance, carried by the night breeze, is intoxicating and enchanting.
Nearby, a loving couple gently caressed each other.
They longed to understand each other better and get to know each other more deeply.
"Meimei, I want to kiss you, is that okay?"
In the darkness, Ji Wanmei heard Lei Tingjun ask in a low, hoarse voice in her ear.
Ji Wanmei was already limp and weak, and mumbled a response in a daze.
Then, she felt the rough, short hair come to her neck, caressing her soft skin, leaving a moist imprint on her collarbone.
Ji Wanmei raised her hand, her fingers tugging at his stiff, black hair, her fingertips threading through it.
He went further and further down, following the path where her shoulder strap had slipped, and devoutly offered her a kiss.
He had just said he wanted to kiss her, and Ji Wanmei thought he meant to kiss her lips, but she never expected it to be...
Ji Wanmei half-opened her eyes, lowered her head, and saw his rough hair and the back of his head resting against her heart.
Like a thirsty traveler who has been wandering alone in the desert for a long time, encountering sweet spring water.
Ji Wanmei blushed, thinking that at this moment, he must be able to hear her heartbeat, which must be very fast.
The night is still long...
***
Yesterday at Guangyuelou, Ji Wanmei and the others made an appointment with Zhao Si to meet at the Pidian Electrical Wholesale City at nine o'clock the next morning.
They continued discussing the next steps of the business deal.
Yesterday we only agreed on the quantity of discs and tapes.
Ji Wanmei still remembers that she wanted to buy a film camera.
We also need to order several DVD players and cassette players, which we need to bring back from Zhao Si.
When Ji Wanmei woke up in the morning, a ray of sunlight was already shining in through the window.
She slightly raised her hand, using the back of her hand to shield her eyes from the sunlight.
She turned over and reached around, but there was no one next to the bed.
Lei Tingjun had gotten up at some point and was no longer in the room.
Where did he go?
Ji Wanmei was stunned for a moment, then sat up, still wrapped in the blanket. Her thin-strapped dress slipped down, revealing an ambiguous red mark from her shoulder to her chest.
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