(Cat flutter Chinese) "Wen Liang, be honest!"

Qi Ye held back his sullen breath and suppressed the woman who was dancing with his hands.

In fact, Qi Ye didn't expect that his own roar would make Wen Liang suddenly quiet down.

The pair of clear eyes filled with water looked at him cutely. The hair is a little messy, but there is a lazy smell in the mess.

For a long time, just when Qi Ye thought she could let go of her, she suddenly bit her pink lips, looked at him in a low voice and said, "Brother Qi, I'm Nuan Nuan." ”

Qi Ye looked at the little woman under him intently, and the soft and glutinous voice seemed to be quenched poison, corroding the depths of his heart inch by inch.

It was a long time before the car stopped.

When Qi Ye lowered his head again, he found that the little woman under him was already asleep......

Qi Ye pushed the car door open, looked at the sleeping appearance of Wen Liang, and hooked the corners of his lips helplessly.

Bending down into the carriage, he gently picked her up horizontally, and then walked towards the villa.

Wen Liang was full of alcohol, Qi Ye knew that she loved to be clean, so she first gently put her on the edge of the bed, and then went to the bathroom to fill the bathtub with water.

The warmth of drunkenness is really tossed.

When Qi Ye adhered to the spirit of Megumi Yanagishita, he finally put her into the bathtub and turned around to get a towel, but the woman suddenly slipped down from the bathtub.

As the water flooded her mouth and nose, the woman, who had just fallen asleep, suddenly emerged from the bathtub and coughed violently.

Qi Ye helped Wen Liang wipe her face, and then helped her obey her back.

But before a soothing action was finished, Wen Liang suddenly slapped him in the face.

"Are you trying to murder me?!" Wen Liangxing looked at Qi Ye with round eyes.

The little wild cat's nails were not short, and Qi Ye's face was stunned to draw two blood marks. The stinging pain on his face made Qi Ye's brows furrow slightly.

The person who dared to slap him like this really only had Wen Liang.

Knowing that Wen Liang was drunk, Qi Ye couldn't do anything to her.

But who knew that the woman who had just given him a slap suddenly reached out to his face again.

Qi Yeyan quickly grabbed Wen Liang's wrist: "Are you planning to slap me here to find a sense of balance?"

Wen Liang shook his head, looked at Qi Ye with silky eyes, and suddenly cried, howling and crying: "You don't want me anymore, and you want to murder me, do you hate me so much? Brother Qi, how can you hate me so much? I don't mind what your relationship is with Yuelan, I don't mind if she is pregnant with your child, I don't even mind if you let her give birth to the child." I don't mind anything, I love you so humbly, I don't ask you to love me, but why, why do you want to kill our baby, why!!"

Qi Ye let go of Wen Liang's hand, and Wen Liang's raised hand fell again. One punch, one punch slammed into Qi Ye's chest.

Once drunk, she exposed all the softest parts of herself.

Those words that are hidden in the depths of the soul and dare not mention them. At this moment, it all became a matter of course.

Her heart-rending cry seemed to tear off the entire roof of the villa.

Qi Ye just caressed her back again and again.

When her crying finally became quieter, he helped her dry herself. Then he carried her out of the bathroom.

A soft white bath towel wrapped around her petite body.

Compared to back then, she really lost a lot of weight.

What used to be a somewhat rounded chin now looks even thinner. On a palm-sized face, long eyelashes seem to occupy a large proportion.

Gently covered her with a soft sheet, Qi Ye was about to turn around and help her find a dress to put on.

However, I didn't expect that the warmth that had just stopped, would suddenly reach out and grab his sleeve.

Her expectant gaze fell on his pupils, as if she was gently holding on.

Qi Ye turned around and sat on the edge of the bed.

The sunken mattress heralded Qi Ye's approach.

A cold and cold handful grabbed him by the neck and overwhelmed him. Then wrapped in a bath towel, straddle him.

"You say, what's so great about you, why do you treat me like this, why make me sad?" Wen Liang said as he stretched out his hand and pulled his tie, his movements were a little wild: "I'll sleep with you today, put you to sleep! I see if you dare to wander around my mind day and night in the future!"

"......" In Qi Ye's memory, he has seen the side of her cool and dead face, the appearance of her deliberately pretending to be a lady in order to please herself, and the appearance of her fighting with others like a wild child, and even seeing her begging to become a good wife for herself.

But his memory did not have the memory of the madness of being drunk and cold.

Now Qi Ye feels like Wen Liang's favorite yellow stewed chicken, ready to be dismantled and eaten by her anytime and anywhere.

With Wen Liang's current posture, it is very likely that he will not have any scum left.

The tie had been ripped off by her, and Wen Liang was now competing with his shirt buttons. The slender white fingers tugged and pulled, and he took off his shirt with one mind.

She's still so naïve, who said to sleep with him, to start with undressing?

Qi Ye held Wen Liang's waist to prevent her from accidentally falling out of bed.

After being troubled by her for a while, Qi Ye was really afraid that if she continued to make such trouble, sooner or later the person who couldn't control it in the end would become herself.

He wrapped his arms around the woman's waist and rolled over to hold her under him, her hands as white as clotted cream, still twisting his buttons. It's just that the eyes that are as clear as an elk look up at him with some horror at this time.

"Enough trouble?" the man's magnetic voice echoed in the silent room, with a soft echo.

The slightly raised tail note made Wen Liang suddenly feel so aggrieved.

Twitching his nose, Wen Liang pouted and said, "I don't want to divorce......"

"I know. Qi Ye responded to her voice, very softly.

Wen Liang pinched the hand that pinched his button, tightened a little, and the grievance was even worse: "Divorce is so uncomfortable......"

"I know. He looked at her eyebrows tenderly, his eyes doting.

Wen Liang's eyes were red, and he pursed his lips: "I hate you...... Qi Ye, I hate you!"

"I know. He took the trouble to answer her and coax her.

Until finally coaxed her to slowly knock on her tired eyes, and waited until she fell asleep peacefully. Only then did Qi Ye gently let go of the hands that were holding her.

He got off her body, and then, softly, took her into his arms.

And her hands, ten fingers clasped, and then took her into his arms from behind. The woman's long soft hair, with the natural scent of shampoo, lingered in his nose, making him extremely reassured.

The night in the villa was quiet and you could hear the rustling of leaves outside the window.

This night, Wen Liang had a dream, and she was still Qi Ye's wife in the dream.

She dreamed that she was in the villa in Jinnan Mansion, and there was a beautiful rattan chair in the courtyard of the villa, and next to the rattan chair was a pure white swing.

The swing was wrapped with beautiful vines, golden ginkgo leaves, which slowly fell and landed on the swing, and then fluttered and blended into the green lawn.

There was a pile of blocks lying on the lawn, and a pink little boy was sitting on the lawn, facing Qi Ye with blocks stacking the castle.

She took a plate of fruit and was sitting on a wicker chair, carefully peeling it.

Qi Ye looked back, pointing in her direction, curling the corners of his lips.

Wearing a white shirt, he was just like the one she remembered, even if he sat quietly, he was as beautiful as a masterpiece of ore......

The dream is so beautiful, so beautiful that Wen Liang is reluctant to wake up.

If it weren't for the harsh sunlight outside the window, she might have been able to stay in this dream a little longer.

The sunlight outside the window pierced her cool face, and she frowned, then opened her eyes.

After being stunned for about half a minute, Wen Liang finally reacted.

No wonder she had such a strange dream, isn't the place where she is the villa of Jinnan Haoyuan?

Wen Liang didn't remember what happened last night, and all her memories were still stuck in the moment before she got drunk.

The sound of gurgling water in the bathroom pulled Wen Liang's whole soul back.

Qi Ye!!

Wen Liang's mind instantly crossed this name, and he knew with his toes that the person who took a bath in the bathroom early in the morning must be Qi Ye.

Wen Liang panicked, panicked like never before.

Her IQ immediately went online, so she lifted the quilt and looked around, but she couldn't find the clothes she wore yesterday, so Wen Liang had to tiptoe to the edge of the closet.

Yuelan had only passed away a short time ago, so it was impossible not to leave a single piece of clothing.

She cautiously pushed open the door of the wardrobe, only to be shocked to find that the entire wardrobe was full of brand-new fashion.

From underwear to shoes and bags.

Different seasons, different styles, different colors, different types......

But there is the same model, her model.

Wen Liang didn't have time to think about it, so he grabbed a set and replaced it.

Then he glanced twice in the direction of the bathroom door, until he confirmed that Qi Ye had not come out, and then Wen Liang ran downstairs barefoot.

Going downstairs with a thief all the way, Wen Liang opened the shoe cabinet to see if his shoes were there.

As a result, I didn't find my shoes, but I found seven or eight pairs of delicate flat shoes, and Wen Liang took one at random, which happened to be her shoe size.

She knew that Yuelan wore size 37 shoes, but she was 36.

I don't know why Qi Ye prepared so many pairs of size 36 flat shoes, Wen Liang casually took a pair and put them on. Then he fled out of the villa gate.

At the gate, a black Bentley stopped, which happened to be at the door of Jinnan Mansion.

The door opened, and a little guy in black bib pants stepped out of the car with a cute flat cap.

Behind him was a woman in her forties, who was anxiously shouting: "Little master, the young master said that you can't come over today......

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