001 To each his own play
Nine o'clock in the evening.
"Come in with confidence, he's on a business trip today. β
Jiang Wanyan was wearing translucent silk pajamas, with delicate makeup and silky eyes, and his cold hands tightly held Zhao Yicheng's warm arm and pulled him in from outside the door.
The villa is European-style, with three floors, and is magnificent and luxurious.
She ruffled her hair with her other hand, looked at Zhao Yicheng's nervous appearance, smiled slyly, and said in his ear: "Don't be nervous, I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"
Zhao Yicheng was weak, he paused in place with some hesitation, and said, "Let's go back to the clubhouse, at your house...... I don't feel comfortable. β
"What's so uncomfortable? a bed, two people, even better than the clubhouse. Saying that, Jiang Wanyan put his arm around Zhao Yicheng's neck, and said coquettishly: "You also know, since I got married to him, we have always played our own games, even if he sees me and you like this with his own eyes, he won't care." β
With that, she wrapped around his body like a snake, her hand slashed from Zhao Yicheng's shoulders to his chest, and she helped him unbutton his shirt.
The shirt was removed by her, Zhao Yicheng's Adam's apple moved, and his face was a little hotter and red.
The two slowly paced to the second floor, and Jiang Wanyan put his hand on the doorknob and turned around, and they all entered the door.
Immediately, Zhao Yicheng gradually became bolder, grabbed Jiang Wanyan's wrist with one hand, and put the other hand on her waist.
As soon as the clothes fell, his head was buried in her neck.
"Remember to light it later, I just had a cold a few days ago, and my body is a little weak. Jiang Wanyan supported Zhao Yicheng's chest with both hands and explained.
"Got it. A smile appeared on Zhao Yicheng's fair face, and there was a different kind of enchantment under the light.
The clothes on both sides quickly bottomed out, and just as they were about to make their next move, a small sound reached their ears.
"Click".
This sound directly interrupted the thoughts of the men and women on the bed.
"Bang".
Then, there was a loud closing of the door.
A sound of footsteps came into the ear canal, Jiang Wanyan grabbed the white sheet, and listened to the movement downstairs.
After Zhao Yicheng beside him heard the voice, he asked in a panic, "Who is downstairs?"
Jiang Wanyan obviously didn't react.
Zhao Yicheng was anxious: "Didn't you say that there is no one at home, who is coming back, won't it be ......?"
Seeing that Jiang Wanyan didn't speak, Zhao Yicheng was a little anxious, and while getting dressed, he didn't forget to push Jiang Wanyan: "Okay, don't be stunned, get dressed quickly." β
Compared with Zhao Yicheng's panic, Jiang Wanyan looked extremely calm, just wrapped his body with a sheet, and a trace of cunning crossed his eyes: "Don't panic, maybe it's a takeaway." β
Zhao Yicheng was anxious with a trace of doubt: "What did you order? No, how could takeout enter your door......
The footsteps accompanied the unfinished words, getting closer and clearerβ
With a slight "squeak", the study door was opened from the outside.
What caught his eye was a tall man in a suit, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his footsteps stopped abruptly.
After a long silence, the man asked in a calm voice, "What do you mean by that?"
Jiang Wanyan didn't hide, let alone panic.
She looked at the titular husband in front of her, and she laughed and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, I see that you are not here, so I and Yicheng occupied the bed in your study, don't you mind?"