This trip abroad is on official business. She and her colleagues will accompany the Ministry of Foreign Trade to the customs office, and then take a ship to Country Y. The journey will probably take one or two months.
Jiangci skips the entire summer and returns when the ginkgo trees are full of golden leaves.
One quarter.
After transmigrating into the book, Jiang Ci and Zhou Mingli had never been apart for so long.
His worries and reluctance are undeniable.
Zhou Mingli knelt on one knee, his hand resting on the bed as he leaned closer to Jiang Ci.
She didn't flinch and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.
He was restless and anxious, and when he kissed Jiang Ci's lips, he was not as calm and composed as before, but rather somewhat out of control.
Jiang Ci's lips hurt from his biting, and she couldn't help but pinch the back of Zhou Mingli's neck. "Zhou Mingli, you're hurting me."
Zhou Mingli paused slightly, stepped back, looked down at her bitten red lips, and said softly, "If you have the chance, call me. Call my workplace, or the convenience store in our neighborhood."
"You know my get off work hours."
His breath sprayed all over her face as he spoke, carrying the crisp minty scent of freshly brushed teeth.
"Is it alright, Jiang Ci?"
Jiang Ci met his deep eyes, as deep as a valley.
She raised her hand and stroked Zhou Mingli's brow bone. "Okay."
Jiang Ci kissed his eyes and said, "Zhou Mingli, you should get used to this kind of separation."
Zhou Mingli remained silent for a long time before suddenly pouncing on Jiang Ci and throwing her onto the bed. He hurriedly undressed her, like a naive young man, and his hot, burning kisses were like the licking of a wild beast, heavy and fierce.
With a click, the light went out.
The dark curtains blocked out all light, and after losing sight, a person's other senses became incredibly sensitive.
His large hand tightly gripped my waist, and his kiss landed on me.
Jiang Ci sobbed softly, trying to raise her hand to cover her mouth, but Zhou Mingli pressed her hands down above her head.
The air in the whole room was somewhat enchanting.
Jiang Ci couldn't help but feel grateful for Zhou Mingli's good suggestion.
Their bed was a kang (heated brick bed), so no matter how wildly or recklessly she and Zhou Mingli made love, they didn't have to worry about making any noise.
Just like now.
People who are about to part ways wish they could embed each other into their very bones, their thoughts, their bodies, and be completely possessed by the other, sinking into lust.
But she also had some worries.
What if the kang (heated brick bed) collapses?
Lost in thought, she didn't have time to respond to Zhou Mingli's kiss, but he grabbed her chin and turned her away in displeasure.
After a night of absurdity, Jiang Ci felt utterly lethargic and didn't even want to move her fingers.
Zhou Mingli carried Jiang Ci to bathe, changed the sheets and blankets, and then put Jiang Ci back on the bed.
"Ugh..." She took a deep breath, frowned, and patted Zhou Mingli's arm. "Are you trying to kill me?"
"I'll die with you." His voice was hoarse as he kissed her cheek, held her affectionately, and sighed, "Jiang Ci, you feel so warm and comfortable."
Jiang Ci thought Zhou Mingli had gone mad.
I was driven crazy by her comment about habits.
Jiang Ci gasped again.
How am I supposed to sleep like this?
"Just sleep like this."
"I can't sleep."
"Then we..."
"no!"
Zhou Mingli: "..."
He answered heavily, "Okay."
Jiang Ci: "Then get out of here right now."
Zhou Mingli lowered his voice, his tone dejected, "I've never been used to it."
Jiang Ci: "?"
He buried his face in Jiang Ci's neck, "From when we got married until now."
"Jiang porcelain".
“I’ve never gotten used to separation.”
Jiang Ci: "..."
There seemed to be a slight chill on my neck.
The porcelain vibrated slightly.
Is Zhou Mingli going to cry?
Thinking about it carefully, this man really did love her to death.
After a long pause, Jiang Ci awkwardly said, "This won't happen again... Waaah..."
"Zhou Mingli! Don't push your luck!"
Zhou Mingli let out a muffled "Mmm," and said, "I won't move, really."
Jiang Ci: "..."
I don't believe he's a ghost.
...
The day before departure, Jiang Ci received instructions from the minister to allow Shan Shengshuo to bring the batch of cultural relics he wanted to sell onto the ship.
So when Shan Shengshuo came over to ask for her answer, Jiang Ci pretended to hesitate before agreeing.
Shan Shengshuo was quite happy, but he wasn't stupid.
After Jiang Ci agreed, he said, "I plan to sell those antiques to those nobles. Xiao Jiang, you get to know them. Have someone from another department take the items over. You just need to communicate with those nobles. Once the deal is done, have them send the items over."
"That way, even if someone notices something is wrong, no one will suspect you, a diplomat who only talks the talk."
Very cunning and cunning.
Jiang Ci mentally assessed the situation, but nodded with a sigh of relief. "I understand, but sir, you also need to tell me the names and eras of those antiques. Otherwise, how can I convince those nobles to buy them? You agree, don't you?"
"If I don't even know these things, and I tell those nobles, 'This is an antique of our country, something from several hundred years ago, even better than what's in your museum, come and buy it from me.'"
“Those nobles aren’t fools, and they can’t believe what I say.”
After hearing Jiang Ci's words, Shan Shengshuo nodded after a long pause, "You're right."
Shan Shengshuo personally took the pen and wrote down all the information about the cultural relics, and even took Jiang Ci to see them.
Jiang Ci took notes carefully, and asked Shan Shengshuo about anything she didn't understand. She also wrote down some English words on the paper Shan Shengshuo gave her, seemingly trying to figure out how to explain what this thing was to the group of foreigners.
Seeing that she took it seriously, Shan Shengshuo felt even more at ease. "Xiao Jiang, your idea is very good, and I trust you completely."
He took out a thousand dollars from the drawer and gave it to Jiang Ci, saying, "Things from abroad are quite good. When you get there, exchange the money for pounds and buy some things for yourself."
When Jiang Ci saw the money, she quickly waved her hand, "No need, no need!"
"Sir, you've helped me so much, it's only right that I do this for you!"
"You've already taken a cut from my earnings, how can I possibly accept any more money from you?"
Jiang Ci refused in a serious tone.
Seeing how serious she was, Shan Shengshuo was overjoyed, feeling like he had struck gold. Jiang Ci was deeply grateful to him, clearly remembering his kindness.
This kind of person is the easiest to control. As long as you give them enough favors, Jiang Ci will be their dog, doing whatever they want.
Thinking this way, Shan Shengshuo became even more determined to give the thousand yuan to Jiang Ci.
He said with a stern face, "If you refuse, I will never ask you to do this again."
"Good child, you'll have many more expenses in the future. Think about your children, think about their plans to go abroad. Don't you want to earn some more for them?"
Jiang Ci hesitated for a long time, gritted her teeth, and said embarrassedly, "Then I will accept your offer."
Jiang Ci accepted the money, and before leaving, he turned around and handed this hot potato to the high-ranking leader who came to see him off.
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