Ms. Jiang was drunk and confused, but Wen Jiuzhan was very sober, especially when her hand reached into his shirt and did something wrong, a tight string in her brain immediately tore at him fiercely, making him more sober in an instant.

Wen Jiuzhan's blood flowed backwards, she didn't dare to move, the hand around her waist was also extremely stiff, and the hand that was rubbing her forehead seemed to be unconscious, stopped there, no longer moving.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms.

Does he want her to be so close to him? Of course he does, he doesn't just want her to be so close to him, he wants more.

Speaking of which he is a little dirty and unbearable, she is the eldest brother's woman, but he has never given up coveting her, he told himself in a high-sounding manner that he can't touch her, he can't touch her, he can find her, she is willing to go back to Wen's house, willing to live under the same roof with him, and he knows that he is satisfied.

But he was not satisfied!

Seeing her dangling in front of his eyes every day, can he not want to?

What man doesn't want to have sex with the woman he loves and enjoy the joy of humanity.

But he couldn't.

He restrained himself with reason, but his heart was tormented.

This kind of torment is reflected in the fact that he knows that doing IVF is actually not good for her, but he still resolutely insists on going his own way.

Because he couldn't get her, he wanted to make up for it somewhere else.

But in fact, how many midnights, he was doing real husband and wife things with her in his dreams.

Wen Jiuzhan hated himself like this, but he couldn't control himself.

As at this moment, his blood was boiling, his heart was beating wildly, and his breathing deepened little by little, appearing disordered and rapid.

He sat there tense, a fine layer of cold sweat slowly oozing from his forehead.

Reason and Yu Wang were wildly intertwined in his mind, her hand was as soft as water, but like the sharpest knife in the world, it cut through the filthy Yu Wang that he was holding tightly in his heart.

There was no more thought in his brain, almost instinctively, and his hand that had been on her forehead slipped down and landed on her face, and then stroked all the way down to her red lips, and then gently lifted her chin and lowered her head to kiss it.

How well-behaved she was, he kissed it, and she greeted her.

It seems that those cold, resistant, and middle-distance attitudes towards him have all become floating clouds, more like an illusion that he once encountered.

But he knew that it was not an illusion.

In her eyes at the moment, he is not Wen Jiuzhan, but Wen Jiurong.

He can take this opportunity to get her, in the identity of Wen Jiurong, in the name of the eldest brother, but Wen Jiuzhan knows better that when he gets it, he will lose it forever.

A night of greedy joy will not be exchanged for happiness, but only the endless darkness of the future.

He knows better than anyone else, so he is more restrained than anyone else.

Almost between the lightning and flint, Wen Jiuzhan suddenly cleared up, pressed Ms. Jiang's head and pressed it tightly in his arms. His breathing became more and more dull, his thin lips fell on her hair, he kissed it again and again, and with his other hand he pressed her hand that was about to untie his shirt, and asked in a dumb voice, "Xinxin, do you know what you are doing?"

The more time passed, the more drunk Ms. Jiang became, and she had no idea what she was doing.

Wen Jiuzhan and Wen Jiurong are brothers, they look alike, they usually can't see Ms. Jiang's thoughts about her husband, she lives happily, as if she is quite comfortable alone, without losing the decadence and missing of her husband, but deep in her heart, she misses her husband every day, and when she is drunk, she is unable to use reason to support the strength of that layer of external disguise, fragility and longing surge, and she suddenly crushed her.

Her eyes were hot, she hugged Wen Jiuzhan tightly, and murmured: "Jiurong, I miss you so much, why did you come back, you hugged me." ”

Wen Jiuzhan grabbed her hand and put it on his chest, his two hands passed behind her shoulders, hugged her tightly in his arms, his eyes were also a little moist, his heart was painful, and he whispered in her ear: "I'm back, I will never leave you again, and I will always be with you." ”

Ms. Jiang listened to his words, rubbed her face against his chest again, and lay there softly, and a trace of joy could be clearly heard in her voice: "Well, you never lied to me, and you can't lie to me this time." ”

Wen Jiuzhan tightened his arms again and whispered, "I won't lie to you, I will do what I say." ”

Ms. Jiang grabbed his hand and pressed it on his forehead again: "Rub it." ”

Wen Jiuzhan saw that she had a headache again, thinking that he must have drunk too much at night, he blamed and felt distressed at the same time, rubbed her forehead, and freed his other hand to touch the phone.

I took out my phone and called Tang Jiang.

Just dial it up and hang it.

Tang Jiang: "......"

He took the mobile phone that rang inexplicably and hung up inexplicably, opened the car door, and glanced indoors.

Knowing that the president was calling him, he had no choice but to walk in.

The moment he stepped into the door, he saw the situation on the big bed in the house, he immediately turned his head away and looked at the decorative cabinet outside.

Wen Jiuzhan said: "Go buy headache medicine, sobering medicine, and pack two meals to come back." ”

Tang Jiang sighed, and immediately walked out, but was stopped by Wen Jiuzhan again.

Tang Jiang paused, turned sideways slightly, his eyes still dripping outward, and asked out loud, "Does the president have any orders?"

Wen Jiuzhan said: "Take the key, remember to lock the door when you go out." ”

Tang Jiang sighed again, and Wen Jiuzhan said, "On the bedside table, come in and get it." ”12345

Tang Jiang walked in with his eyes lowered, took the key on the bedside table and walked out, first opened the door, then drove the car out, and then locked the door from the outside, he drove the car to buy headache medicine, sobering medicine, and dinner by the way.

Also, it's almost nine o'clock, and he hasn't eaten with the president yet.

I'm really hungry.

The president is hungry too!

Wen Jiuzhan is indeed hungry, but no matter how hungry he is, his stomach is not as important as the woman in front of him.

Ms. Jiang made a fuss for a while at first, but she was very good at drinking, she didn't talk nonsense, she didn't vomit, she kept sleeping in Wen Jiuzhan's arms, and seemed to be very relieved.

Wen Jiuzhan kept rubbing her forehead, for fear that she would be uncomfortable, but when he rubbed it, he heard her long breathing.

Wen Jiuzhan looked down and fell asleep.

He smiled for no reason, and his dark eyes fell on her sleeping face, and immediately became dark.

He hesitated for a moment, lowered his head, kissed her forehead, then the tip of her nose and cheek, and then, a dull, burning breath sprayed on her lips.

There was the smell of wine, the smell of smoke, and a thousand kinds of aromas that could bewitch his heart.

He thought, just a kiss, just a kiss.

Thinking so, his lips couldn't wait to go up.

Tang Jiang came back from buying good things outside, and another hour had passed.

When I entered the house with medicine and dinner, I saw the president sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a cigarette in his hand, leaning on the armrest of the sofa, tilting his head slightly, staring in the direction of Ms. Jiang's bedroom.

The smoke condensed and dissipated in front of his eyes, and he always felt that in the blurred smoke, the president's lips kept smiling.

Tang Jiang secretly turned his head and glanced at the direction of Ms. Jiang's bedroom, there was a decoration cabinet in the way, and he couldn't see it, even if he saw it, he could only see a door panel, and he couldn't see the situation in the house.

More than an hour, that's enough!

Did the president get his wish?

Tang Jiang was gossiping at this time, but he only dared to gossip in his heart, he didn't dare to ask, and he didn't dare to show it on his face, so he immediately took something and entered the house.

Wen Jiuzhan heard the voice, turned his head to look at the door, and saw Tang Jiang coming in, he pointed to the coffee table in front of him, Tang Jiang immediately put the packaging bag packed back, and put the headache medicine and sobering medicine on it by the way.

Wen Jiuzhan stretched out his hand to pick up the two medicines, put them aside, and pointed to the packing bag: "Let's eat, I'm starving." ”

Tang Jiang is really starving to death, no, he has been hungry for one round, and he has come to the second round, this is the third round.

Seeing that the president was also hungry, he opened the package, took out the dishes and rice inside, then took out chopsticks and spoons, etc., and handed Wen Jiuzhan a copy, a copy for himself, two business elites, sitting in front of the coffee table, you and I eat with chopsticks.

Fill your stomach and Tang Jiang clean up.

Wen Jiuzhan sat there and drank the mineral water that Tang Jiang bought, no way, Ms. Jiang's house was not familiar with them, and they didn't know where to make tea, Ms. Jiang just came back, nothing was open in the house, not even drinking.

Tang Jiang threw the garbage out, and when he came back, Wen Jiuzhan asked him to make the bed again.

Tang Jiang: "......" has been an assistant for so many years, and he has never made a bed.

However, you can't let the president make the bed, right?

Tang Jiang had no choice but to rush the ducks to the shelves, go to the room where he slept last time, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, and didn't find the sheets, he went to the room where Wen Jiuzhan went back to live, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, and still didn't find the sheets, so he came out to ask Wen Jiuzhan for instructions.

Wen Jiuzhan thought about it, got up and entered Ms. Jiang's bedroom, and came out after a while, holding several sets of sheets and bedspreads in his hands, throwing them to Tang Jiang, and said to him: "Be careful, these are all things in your heart, be careful." ”

Tang Jiang: "......"

People are Aiwu and the house, you are Aiwu and the house.

Tang Jiang nodded solemnly, took the 'imperial gift' sheet and bedspread, and went to make the bed.

After paving, Wen Jiuzhan turned into Ms. Jiang's bedroom again, turned over some toiletries, and threw a set to Tang Jiang, a set for himself, a set for Tang Jiang, and a bath gel and shampoo for himself.

Entered the bedroom, took off his shirt and pants, and then walked into the bathroom, almost the moment he stepped in, his eyes swept to his body, and the place under the second button of the original shirt was a conspicuous kiss mark.

Wen Jiuzhan stared at the kiss mark, reached out to touch it, and laughed slowly.

He hummed a song and turned on the shower, took a bath with Ms. Jiang's shower gel, washed his hair with Ms. Jiang's shampoo, and then washed it fragrantly, and went to bed.

The next day, Ms. Jiang got up with a splitting headache, but she didn't care about the pain, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walked to the bathroom to relieve herself, and when she got up to flush the toilet, she noticed that she was still wearing the same clothes she wore when she went to dinner with Chen Lifan last night.

She reached out and rubbed her forehead, last night, she seemed to see Wen Jiuzhan, and it seemed to be ...... Wen Jiurong is back.

Jiurong, Jiurong, the man she loved so much, will never come back.

Last night's person, it was Wen Jiuzhan, right?

Ms. Jiang lowered her head, her face was horrible and pale, she stood in front of the washstand, turned on the faucet, picked up cold water and threw it on her face.

Last night, she must have mistaken Wen Jiuzhan for Wen Jiurong in a drunken state, so, did she do anything out of the ordinary?