Shu Ziyuan didn't expect Jiang Xinwei to take the initiative to come to his house today, he was very happy, immediately sent him fruit and tea, and called his daughter Wen Nianshi in the capital to go home.

This is not to say that Shu Ziyuan regards Jiang Xinwei as Wen Nianshi's boyfriend in her heart and does not consider Wen Nianshi, but she only hopes that Jiang Xinwei is her son-in-law, no matter which daughter marries him. Whoever can come over with him as soon as possible, she will notify whoever comes.

Now that Wen Nianci is abroad to supervise and inspect the finances of Feixun Group and East-JM Investment Bank, it is impossible to go home, so naturally Wen Nianshi has been informed.

Hearing the news that Jiang Xinwei had arrived at home, Wen Nianshi, who was helping her friend make a movie, was naturally very happy, and immediately put down what she was doing and rushed home, regardless of her friends laughing at her, but said mysteriously: "You wait, we can make the best TV series in China in a few days." ”

Jiang Xinwei and Shu Ziyuan chatted without a word, she asked about the situation of Feixun Group from time to time, and also asked about the physical condition of Jiang Xinwei's parents from time to time, and from time to time talked about her two well-behaved daughters, talking about their cuteness and filial piety.

Her expression was completely the tone of her mother-in-law and son-in-law. As the saying goes, the sooner the mother-in-law sees her son-in-law, the happier she becomes, and she is really satisfied with Jiang Xinwei now.

I don't know when, a beautiful girl rushed in and shouted happily: "Xinwei, are you here? You sent me a script, right? Great, I can also make a TV series." Give it to me!"

When Jiang Xinwei heard this, his face turned red, and he said with admiration: "I'm sorry, I read the poem, I forgot about it." ”

"Ah-" Wen Nianshi came over with joy, and when she heard that it was not what she thought, she couldn't help but say disappointedly, "There is no script, so what are you doing at my house?" You don't know that I am waiting for your script to the point where my eyes are almost blind. ”

Shu Ziyuan hurriedly reprimanded: "Reciting poems! What do you know as a little girl? Do you talk like that? Xinwei has such a big enterprise to manage, how can you remember what kind of script you have as a child?"

Wen Nianshi was not afraid of her, and said: "What, this is what he promised me, and it is to compensate me for not winning the first place in the singing competition." Manly man, how can you forget what you said? Xinwei, don't you say?"

Shu Ziyuan looked at Jiang Xinwei puzzled and asked, "What compensation, what first?"

Wen Nianshi hurriedly said: "Mom, it's not you and Dad, I must sing good songs, sing songs to praise the times, and I can't sing those songs of love and love, so he wrote me a song "Into the New Era", as a result, because there were few pop elements in this song during the competition, the ranking was naturally poor, and the songs he wrote for others won the first and second. To compensate me, he said he was going to write a script for me. Xinwei, you say, if you don't speak, my mother thinks I'm lying to her. ”

Shu Ziyuan was dumbfounded.

Jiang Xinwei said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I really forgot, there are too many things." …… How about I'll write it to you right now and write you ten episodes tonight?"

Wen Nianshi said happily: "Okay, good, great!

As she spoke, she hugged him and slapped him in the face, despite his shyness. It made his face red, and his mouth kept saying "this, this, ......".

Shu Ziyuan was not angry but happy, and said in her mouth: "Reading poetry, you are really scared of Xinwei." Okay, you young people, go and get busy, and I'll cook for you. Recite poems and talk to Xinwei well. ”

Although this is very normal, it can definitely be associated with a word often heard on the field from the bottom of one's heart: come on!

When Wen Nianshi saw her mother enter the kitchen, she grabbed Jiang Xinwei's hand and said, "Xinxu, go, go to my room." Anyway, if there's nothing to do now, you just go and write. ”

Jiang Xinxu looked at her and asked, "Write now?"

Wen Nianshi said: "Okay, let's go, let's go, write a few more episodes, maybe you will forget it again." ”

Jiang Xinwei thought about it, anyway, it's okay, just go write for a while.

Of course, he didn't really conceive any script, but just silently wrote the famous aunt's "Huanzhu Gege" in his previous life from memory. Reborn, he has an amazing memory, and he actually remembers all the lines of the costume drama that he only watched twice in his previous life, and he still remembers the TV screen.

Walking into the boudoir of Wen Nianshi on the second floor, there was a faint and good fragrance inside.

Seeing the dresses hanging in the closet next to the bed, especially after seeing a few lace-edged trousers and covers, Jiang Xinwei couldn't help but feel a little dry, and his eyes hurriedly turned to other places.

Wen Nianshi smiled secretly and slyly, hugged his arm, and asked while shaking: "Xinwei, is my boudoir good-looking?" ”

As she swayed, she leaned against him, the fullness of her chest brushing against his arm.

Jiang Xinwei couldn't help but become short of breath, and said dryly: "Otherwise, I'll ...... I'll go to the living room...... Let's go to the living room and write......"

Wen Nianshi sighed and said in a low voice: "Why do you go to the living room, are you afraid that I will eat you? I don't eat people, and I'm not a tiger, am I?"

As she spoke, her little white hand tapped lightly on his chin and asked, "Xinwei, am I pretty?"

Jiang Xinxu's heart exploded, her head lowered, and her mouth opened and bit her fingers.

Wen Nianshi's body shook, and her whole body snuggled weakly into his arms, and murmured, "Xinwei, it turns out that you are so bad." ”

Jiang Xinwei couldn't stand her teasing, his head lowered regardless of her, inserted it between her neck, and kissed her white neck like a swan.

Soon, she responded, gently holding his head in both hands, hot lips against his.

The moment the lips met the upper lips, two gentle, moist tongues each protruded from their mouths, entangled.

As a virgin, she was kissed by the opposite sex for the first time, and her whole body couldn't help trembling, and her limbs wrapped around Jiang Xinwei's tall and sturdy body like an octopus. And his hands began to roam her delicate body, and finally they both stopped at her chest, holding a plump and gentle one in one hand.

She shrank her body out slightly, making room for his double to spin and knead, and for his hands to penetrate and intersperse through the collar or hem......

Feeling that his belt was loosening, Wen Nianshi finally sobered up, hurriedly pressed his presumptuous hand, and said softly but firmly: "No! No! It's too fast! My mother and nanny are still at home......

She didn't know that it was because this atmosphere was the most exciting, the fear of being discovered and the luck of thinking that he would not find out secretly made him lose his normal thinking, and he no longer even bothered with the question of who he was friends with.

Although he felt the strength of her hands and saw the pleading in her eyes, where could Jiang Xinwei hold it at this time? As soon as he used his strength, he ripped off her belt roughly, and pulled off two buttons, which fell to the ground and bounced several times......