That night, when Wang Jian carried Zeng Jingrong into the other party's room, he never came out again.

Zeng Jingrong hit him, pushed him, and let him out.

Wang Jian went out, but he went out and locked the door. After locking the door of Zeng Jingrong's bedroom, he "hey, hey", walked towards Zeng Jingrong's bed with a bad smile, and undressed as he walked:

"Sister Jingrong, illness comes like a mountain, and illness goes like a thread. You've just gotten a little better, and I don't dare to be careless. Tonight, I'm going to keep a vigil at your place, just in case!"

"You're my biggest accident! Get out of here - do you want your mother to slam on my door?" Zeng Jingrong, who was already lying on the bed, saw Wang Jian's swaying face, picked up the pillow behind him, and threw it at him.

"I'll take it!" Wang Jian grabbed the flying pillow with his hand, held it with his mouth, and quickly took off the clothes on his body, becoming like a woman, only after the autumn clothes and autumn pants, and then jumped on the bed with the pillow.

Wang Jian suddenly got into the woman's warm, with Zeng Jingrong's body fragrance quilt, hugged the woman's soft waist, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then said slowly:

"Don't worry, sister. My mom wasn't dazzled, deaf, or that idiot, and she must already know about our relationship. Therefore, we don't have to take off our pants and fart, pretending not to know each other. I'll sleep with you tonight. I'm really worried that you'll have a fever in the middle of the night – taking a warm shower isn't a panacea, and high fevers are likely to come and go. Then, I want to tell you something, something about Xiaoya. ”

Zeng Jingrong's change in attitude towards him in the past two days, if Wang Jian was still a little confused at the beginning, tonight, after seeing the woman's attitude towards him, and the pitiful appearance of self-torture and self-destruction when he was sick and did not go to the doctor, slowly, Wang Jian also figured it out:

His pretty cousin, most of the time she found out that he and Lin Xiaoya were bored and sulking, and they were jealous!

Zeng Jingrong was stunned when she heard that Wang Jian was going to tell her about Lin Xiaoya, and thought that the other party was finally going to confess the "adulterous love" between the two like her, and transferred from the underground to the ground.

"Is he finally going to tell me? He and Lin Xiaoya finally ...... Are you finally going to come together generously?" Zeng Jingrong was stunned for a moment, and her pretty face, which was originally ruddy and even had a little smile, suddenly turned pale.

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Wang Jian closed his eyes, only cared about inhaling the good aroma on the woman's body, and didn't see the abnormality of Zeng Jingrong's complexion, thought about it, cleared the thoughts in his mind, and said:

"The breakthrough in my relationship with Xiaoya was ...... that night four days ago"

In the next time, Wang Jian slowly told Zeng Jingrong how Lin Xiaoya invited him to dinner in order to thank him for his care, and how he borrowed wine to drown his sorrows because he was abandoned by Ye Lu, and finally got drunk, and then drunk and hazy, mistook "Xiaoya" for "Jing Rong", and directly stiffened the other party, and then the next day, after waking up, facing the crying girl and the little blood stains like red plums on the bed, I knew that I had made a big disaster, and I actually harmed an innocent, still yellow flower girl.

He was frightened, and immediately apologized to the other party for admitting his mistake, and repented of his mistake, kneeling on the ground and begging for forgiveness.

“…… Sister, in the past few days, the reason why I have been running towards Xiaoya every day is that I have stabilized her, destroyed the corpse, and destroyed all possible evidence.

"In the end, after a sincere apology and confession of my mistakes, and I was willing to take responsibility and let her be my girlfriend on the condition that I finally obtained her forgiveness, not sue me, not sue me, and not say it to anyone. ”

Zeng Jingrong's mouth was wide open, completely stunned.

She didn't expect that Wang Jian had been running outside every day for the past few days, not returning to the house at night, and she couldn't think about it, and the reason inside would be this.

He actually gave Lin Xiaoya ...... Give a strong *?

And she still treats the other party as her to force*?

Suddenly, Zeng Jingrong didn't bother to pay attention to the point in her heart that she didn't want to admit that she was jealous, her head was full of heads, and all her thoughts fell on Wang Jian's safety.

Zeng Jingrong turned around, grabbed Wang Jian's shoulder, and said nervously:

Lin Xiaoya, she ...... Is she really willing to forgive you......? Isn't it a delaying tactic?"

"A plan to delay the army"?poof--my cousin, I'm afraid I've watched too many palace fighting dramas, right?

Zeng Jingrong's appearance made Wang Jian want to laugh on the spot. But he knew that at this time, he couldn't laugh, otherwise he would laugh and go.

Wang Jian took Zeng Jingrong's somewhat cold hand and kissed it to his mouth, and said with a slight smile:

"No, sister, don't worry. Xiaoya, where does she know what to do to delay the army? And even if she did, she wouldn't use it on me. By the way, you still don't know Xiaoya's background, do you? Alas, Xiaoya is really a poor girl! Six years ago, when my old man left, I thought I was the most unfortunate person in the world, but compared to Xiaoya, what kind of misfortune do I call it? Xiaoya is the real unfortunate ......."

In the following time, Wang Jian told Zeng Jingrong with a sympathetic and pitiful expression, in a low, sometimes sighing tone, about the tragic life of Lin Xiaoya's three-year-old father and eighteen-year-old mother.

Zeng Jingrong was shocked again, trembling all over, unable to speak.

She never thought that the beautiful girl who was usually quiet and shy, but who looked sunny and cheerful, and was full of hope for life, would ...... has such a miserable and pitiful background?!

She couldn't imagine how Lin Xiaoya, an eighteen-year-old girl, came to the big city of Jiangcheng alone, studied and lived, and could always maintain an optimistic spirit and a positive attitude towards life.

Suddenly, a wave of sympathy and pity grew and spread uncontrollably in Zeng Jingrong's heart.

Then, it was a kind of self-blame and guilt - she felt deeply sorry for eating Lin Xiaoya's vinegar in the past few days, and even imagined and evaluated the other party with all kinds of ill intentions.

"I'm sorry, Jianjian, I ...... I don't know Xiaoya...... She turned out to be an orphan girl, and she was so pitiful......" Zeng Jingrong said to Wang Jian with a look of self-reproach, her eyes were red.

Wang Jian pursed his lips and smiled, held Zeng Jingrong's face with both hands, gently kissed the fair and delicate cheeks on both sides of the woman, shook his head, and said:

"Don't be sorry, sister. Xiaoya is a very contented and grateful girl, and she doesn't have any ambitions. She had told me that she would not hold a grudge against me for the wrongs I had done to her, nor would she take the inappropriate promises I made to her in order to keep her steady as a lever, and would be pampered and proud of me, and would make any demands of me. She even said that even if I go to other women now, she will not blame me, she will only blame her own bad life and not deserve the beauty and sweetness of love.

"Xiaoya, she is really a very simple and kind girl. ”

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Wang Jian's coaxing and deception, false and real rhetoric, finally eliminated all Zeng Jingrong's unhappiness and mustard against him and Lin Xiaoya, and in turn made the other party feel self-reproachful, and even "guilty".

In this way, the time bomb that accompanied him was finally completely eliminated by his "Hurry to Make Wisdom and Make Up Stories". Tomorrow, he only needs to find time to make a good deal with Lin Xiaoya, and he will be foolproof.

In this regard, Wang Jian also felt a little fluttering, and somewhat admired his intelligence.

Because, in today's society, there are more women than men, women's rights are high, women are not easy to mess with, and beautiful women are not worried about getting married! No matter how handsome and rich a man is, if he wants to step on two boats and the harem is quiet, he must be cautious and hollow out his mind!

Otherwise, what awaits him is likely to be a chicken flying egg beating, and a bamboo basket hitting water!

For example, he is as powerful as the "national husband" Wang tearing onions, although there are beautiful women around him, but at the same time, he only dares to have one girlfriend - at least nominally - otherwise, he will be under strong public opinion pressure and be criticized as a "scumbag"!

In order to further reassure and make Cousin Qiao feel at ease and happy, and at the same time increase the anxiety and burden in the other party's heart, Wang Jian thought about it and said:

"Sister, let me tell you something, although I have been staying with Xiaoya a lot of time these days, but don't get me wrong, I'm a gentleman who doesn't move his mouth, don't look at incivility, don't listen to incivility, don't say anything incivil, and stick to the ancient etiquette, except for being confused that night when I was drunk, I didn't do anything to be sorry for you, huh?"

"Hmph, don't talk about me first, do you think you believe what you say?" Zeng Jingrong was stunned at first, she didn't expect Wang Jian to tell her this, but then she snorted coldly and looked sneering.

"I ...... I'm really sticking to the ancient rites—"

"You keep a fart!" Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zeng Jingrong, "If you really keep the courtesy, you won't do anything to me!" Also, Xiaoya has come to work these days, with a peach blossom on her face and a moist face, you treat me as a blind man, can't you see?"

Wang Jian was stunned for a moment, his face was pale, he didn't expect that Lin Xiaoya, who was moisturized by him, would show his feet, and he suddenly felt that he was a little more drawn.

So, Wang Jian could only bow his head and defend in a whisper:

"Uh, sister, that, although it's also ...... It's not completely indifferent, but, the conscience of heaven and earth, for so many days, Xiaoya and I, definitely not as you imagined, I ...... We...... Only...... I only did it twice—if you don't believe it, you can ask Xiaoya tomorrow! Xiaoya's constitution is weak and malnourished for a long time, and she is the same as you before me...... Huanghua girl, she is a little afraid of doing that kind of thing, and I can't force her. Most of the time she and I basically just chat, put on a show, talk about people's livelihood and welfare, and care about the future of the country, it's not what you imagine, and we are doing that kind of thing all day long!"

"you! Don't say that to me! I don't care what you do—I can't control it, and I don't want to care about it!" Zeng Jingrong finally couldn't stand Wang Jian's rumors, her pretty face turned red, turned over, and stopped looking at him.

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