There are two rooms on the second floor, the center is the aisle, and the left side is a small wine rack leisure area, where a dark black gramophone is placed, the shape is retro, and it is comfortable to play discs and listen to songs when you are leisure.

He probably looked at the direction, didn't hesitate, and walked directly towards the door on the right, which was naturally the master bedroom.

Knock on the door.

There was no movement inside.

Knock on it again, and it's still the same.

Wen Nanye pushed the tip of his tongue on his cheeks, thought for a few seconds, and then pushed the door in.

The room is large, with floor-to-ceiling windows glowing in front of it, and the view is wide, and the graceful moonlight is projected in and falls on the ...... A slender figure curled up on the sofa.

She was lying on the armrest in a silk black nightdress, thin suspenders, the light was blurred, her skin was white and glowing, the darkness was falling like a waterfall, and a small hand hanging down was holding a crystal goblet.

He could only see her back, her shoulder blades bulging, her lines smooth and beautiful, her shoulders flushed with moonlight.

Wen Nanye's steps paused slightly, and she ...... I love to wear lace and silk.

He paused for two seconds, then raised his leg again.

Finally standing on top of her.

The woman seemed to notice it, her little head squirmed, her chin tilted, her eyes squinted at him, the smell of wine was overwhelmed, and her lips were too rosy.

"Ah......" She shook her arm and watched the man's mouth open, "Wen, Professor Wen?"

Wen Nanye pulled his lips meaninglessly, and put the nightdress in his hand on the sofa: "It seems that he is not drunk yet." ”

"I didn't, of course I didn't. ”

Shi Wei struggled to get up from the sofa, knelt on the soft cushion, faced him, and then ...... Grabbed the cloth on his chest.

"Why are you here?"

Wen Nanye hung his dark eyelashes, his eyes fell on the woman's shoulder, the thin strap slid down the right-angled shoulder, the arc loomed, and the tattoo was eye-catching.

He let out a soft "um", raised his hand, hooked the shoulder strap with his index finger, and slowly returned to its place.

"Your assistant says you're drunk. ”

Shi Wei glared: "Nonsense! I have good wine! I don't believe you! I'll walk you in a straight line!"

The woman pushed him away. Stepping on the carpet with bare feet, holding the fabric on both sides of the skirt with both hands, and then shaking in place step by step, she couldn't stand steadily, and stomped her feet angrily: "What are you shaking!

Wen Nanye: "............"

After about three seconds, he understood.

She's gassing at the floor.

I'm really drunk.

He raised his hand to his forehead and looked at the woman who was holding the hem of her skirt and stomping on the ground, his eyes passed through his fingers, and the corners of his lips were very lightly raised.

Also—

It's cute.

The woman and the floor were angry, and after a while, she turned around and looked back at him aggrievedly, her beautiful apricot eyes burst into tears, and she snorted and sobbed: "Bully me, it bullies me, you scold it for me, and it keeps shaking me to nausea." ”

Wen Nanye couldn't hold back, and a little laughter overflowed in his throat.

Then he leaned lazily on the back of the sofa, put one hand in his pocket, and hooked the other hand towards the woman: "Come here, I'll help you." ”

Shi Wei pouted, but still obediently swayed towards the man.

It's really soft legs, and when it's approaching, the man's eyes are fast, and the hand in the trouser pocket doesn't move steadily, lifting the other one, hooking the woman's fine waist that is less than Yingying's hand, and naturally pulling it into the chest.

Shi Wei's body was lying on his chest softly, she stared at him, and suddenly lost her mind.

The man's shoulders are broad, the tie is slightly loose, a little less rigid and a little more scattered wildness, the chest and abdomen lines are smooth and powerful, even if you don't peel off your clothes, you can see the top figure.

Now, the man lowered his long eyelashes, his lips curled like a smile, and the cigarette butt was still smoking, evil and ruffian.

——

She has seen all kinds of men in suits, but only Wen Nanye will make her feel that no one looks better than him in a suit, more upright than anyone else, and more than anyone else.