Chapter 139 Red plums are given as gifts, and the beauty returns at night

There is a moon hanging in the dark sky, but it is not as bright as it was a few days ago.

After Jiang Ning climbed out of the ancestral hall, she stood in the moonlight for a while, thinking about what to do next.

Nangong Muyan is dead, and so are housekeeper Ma, Dongmei, and even the maid Xiaoqing who knew about it but didn't report it.

Everything is over.

Jiang Ning told herself.

There was a faint fragrance floating in the air. Jiang Ning turned her head and looked. Several red plums were blooming by the wall. The hazy moonlight sprinkled on the gorgeous petals, as if covering it with a layer of light veil.

Liu Mingan.

This name suddenly surged into her heart. Jiang Ning's eyes appeared that handsome and gentle face. At this moment, her longing was like a flood with a gate opened, surging and making her unable to resist.

I want to see him.

Go meet him!

Jiang Ning walked to the wall and was about to climb over it when she caught a glimpse of red plum blossoms in full bloom. She paused, walked to the branches, and tiptoed to pick off a few branches.

After gathering the folded flowers together, Jiang Ning looked around again, found a resilient grass to tie the branches together to make a bouquet, and then threw it into the space.

After doing all this, Jiang Ning took two steps back and was about to gather strength to run when a surprised voice came from behind: "Miss San?"

Jiang Ning turned around when she heard it. Jin Yao was standing on the side of the road holding a lamp, and it seemed that he had just come from the study.

It is normal for the boss's secretary to say hello to the boss's daughter when he sees her, so Jiang Ning nodded to Jin Yao, thinking of waiting for him to leave before taking any action.

But she never expected that Jin Yao would stand there with a lantern in his hand, pretending to chat with Jiang Ning.

"Did Third Miss have dinner?"

"...Yes."

"Is Third Miss here to appreciate plum blossoms?"

"...Yes."

"The plum blossoms in the mansion are in full bloom this year. Does Third Miss like plum blossoms as much as Madam?"

"...Yes."

"Why can't I see Third Miss's maid Xiaoru?"

"..."

"Third Miss——"

Jiang Ning lost her patience and stared at the person in front of her and asked, "Jin Yao, what do you want to ask?"

Jin Yao was not a talkative person. He said this bunch of nonsense just to pave the way for him to get closer to her, so that he could ask the question he really wanted to ask without being so abrupt.

Unfortunately, Jiang Ning didn't buy it.

Jin Yao was stunned for a moment, looking at the coldness and alienation between Jiang Ning's eyebrows, and then he believed what Jin Hui told him that the Third Miss was very different from before.

"Third Miss, how have you been these past few months?"

Jin Yao's voice had just fallen, but he saw Jiang Ning curled up the corners of her lips, and the mockery was obvious.

"If you want to ask, it should be Nangong Ya who asks. If you are curious, you might as well check it yourself."

Nangong Ya?

The Third Miss actually called her father like this?

Jin Yao hadn't come back to his senses yet, and Jiang Ning was too lazy to talk to him anymore. In front of him, she rushed forward and climbed over the wall neatly. Jin

Yao was shocked and stood still. It took him a long time to react and climbed over the wall.

The street outside was empty, and there was no trace of Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning no longer had any expectations of Nangong Ya, an incompetent and biased father. She didn't care what Jin Yao would say to him, so she didn't even bother to pretend.

After leaving the Prime Minister's Mansion, Jiang Ning was thinking about Liu Ming'an, and in a blink of an eye, she put this little episode behind her.

Without stopping, she walked to Wandong Road. The closer Jiang Ning got to the yard, the faster her heart beat.

Since I have met a gentleman, how can I not be happy?

Jiang Ning had only a vague understanding of this poem before, until now that she was deeply immersed in it, she realized how aptly the ancients wrote about the word "love".

In the yard of Wandong Road, Liu Ming'an had dinner and washed up, and came out from the house with a lamp. As soon as he stepped out of the door, there was a "bang" sound from the wall, as if something had fallen to the ground.

Liu Ming'an seemed to have sensed something, and looked up. The girl he had been thinking about day and night was standing at the foot of the wall, holding a large bunch of plum blossoms in her hands, looking at him with a smile.

"Liu, Ming, An."

Jiang Ning read the name word by word, three simple words, as if she had been thinking about it for thousands of times before speaking it out loud, and to Liu Ming'an it sounded like it came from a dream.

Liu Ming'an stood there motionless, just staring at Jiang Ning blankly, as if to confirm whether the scene in front of him was real or just his imagination.

Under the moonlight, the two looked at each other quietly, and time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

Jiang Ning waited for a while, and saw that Liu Ming'an was still in that silly look, with a bigger smile on his face. She pretended to sigh and complained: "Alas, I thought you would come over to hug me..."

As she said that, Jiang Ning walked towards Liu Ming'an holding the flowers.

If the mountain doesn't come to me, I will come to the mountain.

Jiang Ning took only two steps, and the standing figure suddenly moved, rushed over like a gust of wind, stretched out his hand and pressed her whole body into his arms.

"Plum blossoms - um!"

Jiang Ning wanted to take the plum blossoms out of her arms, but her chin was lifted up, and hot kisses were pressed down on her lips.

"Plum - um!"

Jiang Ning wanted to struggle, but Liu Ming'an's lips and tongue blocked the words in her mouth.

Forget it, it's just a bunch of broken flowers.

Jiang Ning abandoned other thoughts, closed her eyes, and indulged in this kiss full of infinite affection.

The bunch of blooming red plums was sandwiched between the two young bodies, being crushed and ravaged, but no one cared about it. The bright red petals fell to the ground and fell at the feet of the two people who were kissing, as if it was a red rain, but the dense fragrance of flowers floated in the air, adding an ambiguous eroticism to this world. The fierce

kiss replaced the language to express the longing in the heart. I don’t know how long the kiss lasted, and the joy of the two people’s reunion slowly subsided in this lingering kiss.

"A Ning," Liu Ming'an gently touched Jiang Ning's face, his forehead against hers, his heart and eyes filled with her, and he spoke in a hoarse voice: "I miss you so much."

After the kiss, Jiang Ning's lips were more gorgeous than the fallen plum blossoms on the ground. Liu Ming'an watched her red lips gently open, and then heard her whisper "Me too". His throat rolled unconsciously, and his eyes were dark.

Ah Ning, too seductive.

His body had already had some reactions. Liu Ming'an lowered his eyes, not daring to look at the person in front of him again. At the same time, he tried to withdraw, but was unexpectedly hugged tightly by Jiang Ning.

"Why are you hiding?" Jiang Ning chuckled. Because of the kiss just now, there was a thin layer of mist in her eyes. When she smiled, her eyes were rippling, and she looked like a seductive fairy.

"No, I didn't hide..."

Liu Ming'an's ears were red, and his eyes were flustered, which made Jiang Ning have the bad intention of teasing him.

The hand that was originally around Liu Ming'an's waist was wrapped around his neck. Jiang Ning slowly moved close to his ear and whispered sweetly: "Liu Ming'an, if I want to sleep with you, will you resist?"

The next moment, Jiang Ning saw as she wished, the skin turned from light red to dark red, as if it was about to bleed.