After a while, Wen Xin came out of the bathroom and changed into a plain skirt that wrapped her breasts, revealing Wen Xin's perfect figure, and her snow-white breasts were also looming.

The weather turned slightly cooler, and Wen Xin put on a long black coat, ready to go to Boqing.

After looking in the mirror, Wen Xin thought about it, and decided to go to him without makeup.

Hooked his lips and smiled, he had already thought of an excuse to find a thin affection, a perfect reason.

Walking downstairs, Wen Xin was still a little nervous, and when she saw Martell, who had drunk half a bottle on the wine cabinet, Wen Xin picked up the wine bottle and poured a few sips.

Borrowed wine to strengthen his courage: "Bo Qing, you wait, I'll go to you." ”

Today, Wen Xin is going to open up!

Wearing a pair of white high heels, Wen Xin closed the door and walked towards Bo Qing's home. Lan Ling didn't say how many buildings his house was separated from Wen Xin's house, and she still had to look for it.

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After taking a shower, when she came out of the bathroom, she was in a trance for a while.

Unfamiliar environment, huge space, he is the only one.

At that time, he only had a general look at the house, and it was luxuriously renovated, and not long after the renovation was completed, he immediately bought it. The reason is just that it is so close to her.

Now it seems that no matter how good the house is, it can't compare to the place where Wen Xin lives. That, carrying, the place where the two of them dreamed of their youth.

With a sigh, Bo Qing had just sat down on the desk when the doorbell rang.

Frowning slightly, Bo Qing walked downstairs. It's all this time, who will come here to look for him?

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Wen Xin stood outside the door, and when the evening breeze blew, her white thighs were exposed, and she shivered with cold.

Just now, she had already rang the doorbells of the two families, one did not open the door, and the other opened the door by a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man opened the door, and when he saw a beauty like Wen Xin at the door, he immediately showed that kind of ** expression, and Wen Xin felt furious in his heart, and he couldn't wait to slap him directly and then leave.

"Little beauty, who are you looking for?"

"I'm in the wrong place, sorry. ”

Glaring at him fiercely, Wen Xin quickly turned to leave.

At the door of the next house, Wen Xin pressed the doorbell. If this is not a loving home, then she will really freeze to death. Why is the wind so strong tonight?

The door opened, and the man who opened it was Bo Qing in a dark gray nightgown.

Wen Xin breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself, I have finally found your home.

Bo Qing opened the door and was surprised for a while when he saw that the person who came was Wen Xin.

God knows, when he saw Wen Xin wearing a black coat, revealing a large section of white thighs, and appeared at the door of his house with a shrunken appearance, what kind of mood Bo Qing was.

Shock, joy, anger, distress......

Have mixed feelings about.

Shocked, she actually appeared at his door, how did she find it?

The joy was that when he thought about her, she was able to appear in front of him immediately.

Angry, at night, walking outside in such a revealing dress, this woman is really bold!

It's distressing that it's so cold outside, and I wear so little, what if I catch a cold?

Although he thought like this in his heart, Bo Qing still said coldly: "Why are you here?"

At night, he made it clear, didn't he?

"I can come in...... Wen Xin's lips were cold and a little pale, and he couldn't help but tighten his coat.

Anger, except anger or anger.

Did this woman come to his door on purpose to wear so little?

Once, he held her in the palm of his hand for fear of falling, and held it in his mouth for fear of melting, but now she tosses herself like this?

Thinking that Wen Xin didn't care about himself so much, Bo Qing felt very angry.

"No, you can go back quickly. Tonight, I think I've made it clear. Bo Qing's heart was ruthless, and after Leng Yan finished these words, he slammed the door shut.

Wen Xin listened to what Bo Qing said, and saw the closed door in front of him, with a look of disbelief.

That's it, he rejected her?

Could it be that what he said tonight was sincere?

Wen Xin had the urge to cry, growing so big, the first time she was blown by the cold wind, the taste was really uncomfortable.

Squatting down, Wen Xin leaned against the door of his house, whimpering: "Bo Qing, I'm so cold, really cold....."

The wine I drank before I went out just now began to rise, and my head hurt faintly.

Now, if she is asked to walk home, she will not be able to go back. If Bo Qing doesn't open the door, she can only squat at the door, and it's a big deal, it's a big deal, and she will die of cold......

Although Bo Qing closed the door, he didn't move a single step, and kept standing against the back of the door.

The right hand was still on the doorknob and never let go.

Until Wen Xin whimpered and said cold, Bo Qing's heart trembled. This damn woman always knows how to pluck the fragile string in him.

Taking a deep breath, Bo Qing turned around and opened the door again, and saw Wen Xin squatting at the door, his head buried in his legs, and his white legs facing the cold wind, wanting to bury himself in his coat, but the coat was not big enough.

I could only sigh slightly: "I know that I still wear so little when it's cold? Why don't you go home when it's cold, why do you have to lie at my door, Wen Xin, you are really shameless." ”

Bo Qing said this, but Wen Xin didn't react, still squatting there.

"Hey, did you hear me?"

The night breeze poured into the thin nightgown, which was unusually cold.

Seeing that Wen Xin didn't react at all, Bo Qing hurriedly ran over and shook her body.

Feeling the approach of Bo Qing, Wen Xin's body tilted, and the whole person leaned into his arms.

Smelling the faint smell of wine, Bo Qing frowned: "You drink again?"

"Cold, indifferent...... I'm so cold. Wen Xin arched vigorously into Bo Qing's arms, and after a while, his nightgown was opened, and the cold wind poured into it, making him shiver with cold.

"I've convinced you, dead woman. Bo Qing sighed, picked up Wen Xin, and walked to the house.

"Every time I drank alcohol, I would get drunk and come to my house. Bo Qing hugged Wen Xin and walked straight towards the bedroom on the second floor.

In fact, Wen Xin is still conscious, but it is cold outside, and her head hurts, so she just pretends to be drunk and can get a hug from a beautiful man, which is no better.

put Wen Xin on the bed carefully, Bo Qing didn't notice it himself, and actually hooked his lips and smiled: "Fortunately, after you are drunk, you know how to come to me, not to find other people." ”

"Cold ...... It's so cold, I want to hug it, ...... affection," Wen Xin muttered, his hand waving restlessly in the air.

Wen Xin just felt that his head hurt, but he was not drunk. If she could, she still hoped that she was really drunk, and it was really hard enough to pretend to be drunk.

frowned, and Bo Qing pulled the quilt over Wen Xin's body, but she turned around and kicked it away.

Wen Xin had already scolded Bo Qing in her heart: Damn man, so incomprehensible.

It's not that she doesn't want to be warm, but she just doesn't want to take advantage of her danger when she is dizzy. Although, the two had a skin-to-skin relationship seven years ago.