Chapter Forty-Seven: The Daughter of the Mistress

"What?" I asked.

Jiang Li didn't speak, just pointed to a corner of the sofa.

I walked up to her suspiciously, for some reason.

When my eyes touched a lump on the couch, a thread broke in my mind.

Boom –

As long as you get closer, the special smell can still tell what is wrapped in the tissue.

Am I going to be so unlucky?

I want to cry without tears.

After twenty-five years of life, it was the first time I had failed to be a human being and couldn't hold my head up.

I blushed and grabbed the tissue with my head down, walked to the bathroom with my feet in vain, and threw it directly into the toilet.

After flushing it no less than five times, I let out a heavy breath after making sure that there were no more stubble of the paper towel in the toilet.

Heaven is going to kill me!

At the moment, I am like a shy little boy.

When I walked over to her side and sat down with a shy face, I nervously began to explain, "That, the man who lives alone, always needs special means to deal with some of the more unspeakable needs. It's normal, yes, it's normal. ”

The language is pale, and the explanations are incoherent.

In my heart, I cursed myself for talking nonsense.

"Hehe, what are you shy, everyone is an adult, isn't it just doing something to solve the needs, as for saying so profoundly? People who don't know still think that you are a teacher in which school, dull, boring. ”

Compared with Jiang Li, who was talking lightly about this kind of men's intimate topics, I seemed more cramped and uneasy.

It's just that every word she says, I feel very heartbroken.

Although I often have those ambiguous and provocative behaviors in my behavior, I have never really messed with any woman.

Of course, in addition to my wife who exists in name only, there is only Jiang Li in front of me.

One is just following the most primitive instinctive desires of human beings, while the other is a longing that I can't help but can't help it.

The more I think about it, the more it rises in a certain place.

I quietly lifted my ass and moved it to the side.

The tip of the nose lingers with the faint body fragrance on Jiang Li's body, which makes people's hearts ripple.

If my embarrassment at this time is discovered by her, I am really not just embarrassed, but also a perverted and obscene uncle.

"Ahem, what's the matter with you?" I casually pulled away from the subject, leaning forward slightly, and placing my hands crossed on my thighs.

Such an action is just enough to cover up that embarrassing place.

"Can't you come if you're fine?" Jiang Li's voice was a little drifting, and she couldn't tell how she felt.

But that definitely made me excited.

I subconsciously turned my head to look at her.

She is indeed very beautiful today, with light makeup, red lips, and a very simple but figure-showing outfit on her body.

The bare shoulders are snow-white and evoking reverie, reminding people of a flower bone.

The beauty of budding.

If she can bloom her beauty under me again, I think I will be happy and cherish it.

However, I want not only her body, but also her heart.

It's not a heart-to-heart blend, even if it's entangled, it's just physical pleasure.

I want all.

It is said that the entanglement of the combination of body and mind will never be boring.

For this purpose, I have to sit still.

"If there's anything to do, you can come. "There are some things I don't dare to say too bluntly.

Because what she thinks, I don't know.

Jiang Li's smart eyes were glowing with a little starlight, which was charming, and she smiled, "Why are you with my sister?"

How to answer this question, I don't know how Jiang Qing told his family.

One day it was a husband and wife on the agreement, and I still couldn't take care of myself.

"This kind of woman's topic, Jiang Qing should have explained it to her family. I whispered, but in a very affirmative tone.

It's just that the mention of Jiang Qing makes the faint ripples that are rare for us to show embarrassment, all reminding each other's identities.

One is a sister-in-law and the other is a brother-in-law.

It's weird.

My mind is not pure, her ambiguity is ambiguous.

I knew that this was wrong, but we met, and she even entered the house of me, a man who lived alone.

Now, it's 5 a.m.

Would a normal sister-in-law show up at her brother-in-law's house so early?

The answer is, no.

I furrowed my brow, uneasy and inexplicable.

I rejoiced when she came.

Why? But I don't know it, I don't say anything.

"Why did you say sorry to me that day?" Jiang Li suddenly spoke, and I didn't understand the meaning of her words for a while.

"What, what's sorry?"

As you can imagine, my expression was stunned.

Jiang Li raised her eyebrows, and the smile in her eyes was faintly sad, "What, I don't admit it after eating, I'm afraid that the East Window incident will send me away with three words: I'm sorry?"

"I ......," I stiffened, tempting to say no, but she was right.

If she hadn't been married and I hadn't married when we met that day, I wouldn't have let her go, but I was her sister's husband.

At that time, I tended to be timid and cowardly, and I became a turtle with a shrunken head.

I'm afraid that my affair with her will be discovered by Jiang Qing.

Aren't you afraid now?

No, I'm just as afraid, but I want to get Jiang Li's heart even more.

Because of desire, because of greed.

Suddenly, I mustered up the courage to grab her arm violently, "Don't you have a boyfriend? Why did you come to me so early?"

I'll have to ask.

"What do you think?" Jiang Li didn't shake off my hand, just supported her head with her other bent hand.

Breathtakingly beautiful.

She threw the olive branch to me again, which was a bad feeling.

I can't help but think that my deliberate neglect prompted her to come to me, but now, the initiative is in her hands.

Sure enough, whoever is tempted loses.

Suddenly, I let go of her hand, and then I hid all my emotions, and said lightly: "Hehe, how do I know? I asked, you didn't say, but you asked me to guess, I couldn't guess." ”

The heart is still the same, but it also wears a mask.

She stopped smiling and looked at me with a frown.

"I saw a picture of you in her room in a camouflage uniform, are you a classmate of her?"

I didn't speak, but my heart was turbulent.

You don't have to think about it to know that the one Jiang Li said is Jiang Qing, but why does she have my photo!

I was absent from the military training before the freshman entered the school because of my family, so the only time I wore a camouflage uniform was when I was a sophomore in the wilderness.

I suddenly thought of Wang Zheng's brainless question, which was also about my sophomore year survival in the wild.

But as far back as I can remember, there was no woman named Jiang Qing in my class when I was in college.

"It's not. I replied earnestly, and then asked, "Has your sister changed her name before?"

I had an unformed idea in my mind that I urgently needed to verify.

It's just as smart as Jiang Li, and there was a touch of sarcasm in her eyes, "She's your wife, you don't ask her, but ask me about her, is it appropriate?"

I really don't give up hope.

Shrugged his shoulders and smiled indifferently, "I just remembered it suddenly, you don't have to say it." ”

On the contrary, my indifference to the matter made her feel very unhappy.

"She used to have her mother's last name, oh, by the way, I'm half-sisters to her, she should have told you. Jiang Li snorted coldly, and instead told me about Jiang Qing.

She paused, lowered her head and rummaged through her bag.

When Jiang Li lit a lady's cigarette and put it on her fingertips, she continued: "My father and her mother are family marriages, but at that time my father loved my mother, and under the pressure of my grandfather, my father could only compromise, but my father has always broken the connection with my mother, and then I have it." ”

She just lit it, and didn't take a puff.

I looked at her, my eyes twinkling, but I didn't interrupt her with amusement.

"Hehe, Jiang Qing found out about my existence when she was a teenager, and then changed her surname and changed her name, hehe, I didn't like her since I was a child, why can she live so wantonly, she can do whatever she wants, and I, being criticized, I am the daughter of the junior? Hehe, why?!"

At this point, her tone was a little agitated, and her face was a little distorted.

But I don't hate it.

On the contrary, I was distressed. Still, I didn't speak.

I don't think what she needs right now is my comfort, being her listener is the only thing I can do for her.

Although, I really want to hug her and tell her, don't be sad, you have me.

But no.