A unique smell of wine and perfume emanated from Qianrou's body and penetrated into Wu Mian's nose. He controlled his frantic heartbeat, carefully admiring her from the closest distance.

Under the light, this drunken and beautiful young woman had red cheeks, looking extremely charming and enchanting. The lips are as tender as a plump fruit, and the rhythm of the breath exhales an even more intoxicating sweet fragrance. The slightly disheveled hair makes her lose her usual elegance and calmness, but adds a touch of seductive indulgence.

Wu Mian reached out and teased her chin, kissed the soft red lips, and sucked greedily.

Wow!

Wu Mian's excited breathing was heavy. Since he couldn't find a girlfriend, this was the first time he had kissed a woman in the last three years. Usually, although he spends some money to solve his physiological needs, he only solves the needs of his lower body, not including kisses.

This long-lost kiss further weakened his self-control, and the kiss became more vigorous. Unexpectedly, her brows suddenly frowned, and her head swayed in resistance. Wu Mian, who had a ghost in his heart, was startled, instinctively stopped kissing, and nervously observed her movements.

Fortunately, she didn't wake up, but muttered a few syllables vaguely, and said, "No...... No...... You...... It stinks......"

Is it because I have a taste in my mouth? Or does it smell like sweat?

Wu Mian was ashamed of "blasphemous beauty", and after a little consideration, he made a decision, reached out and picked up her delicate body, carried her to the master bedroom, and put her on the comfortable big bed.

He glanced casually at the master bedroom, and the first thing that caught his eye was a large picture frame hanging on the wall.

It was a photo of a newlywed. Dressed in a wedding dress, she smiled softly and sweetly, snuggling in the arms of a rather bookish man.

Obviously, this man is her deceased husband, Wu Mian vaguely feels that this person is a little familiar, and he seems to be much older than Qianrou, although he is not an "old woman and young wife", but he must be at least fifteen or sixteen years older.

In addition, there is a small picture frame on the bedside table, which is inlaid with a black and white photo of the man. Wu Mian picked it up casually and looked at it twice, sure that he must have seen this person somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for the time being.

He didn't take this to heart, put down the picture frame, went to the bathroom, took a hot shower, scrubbed his whole body with shower gel, and wanted to brush his teeth after washing, but he couldn't find a second toothbrush after rummaging, so he had to give up.

However, after returning to the master bedroom, Wu Mian accidentally found a can of mints on the desk, as well as a bottle of perfume, and the wrapping paper was printed in French, which seemed to be a very rare European brand. He thought to himself, took out four or five mints and chewed them, and sprinkled a lot of perfume all over his body, feeling that both his breath and body odor were much fresher.

My dear sister, I should stop stinking now!

Wu Mian muttered in his mouth, lay on the bed, and cautiously kissed Qianrou again.

As soon as each other's lips met, Qianrou's originally steady breathing suddenly became extremely rapid, and her eyes opened, as if she had suddenly woken up.

Wu Mian was startled, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"You...... You...... Is that you? You...... Coming back?" the soft voice was clearer than before, and his nose twitched and sniffed, as if to distinguish a certain smell.

"I ...... I...... Don't get me wrong...... I didn't do anything......" Wu Mian apologized awkwardly, and because the distance was too close, all his breath sprayed on Qianrou's face.

Shallow and soft shocked, suddenly raised his arms, held Wu Mian's face with both hands, and said incoherently: "You...... Have you come back from heaven? or ...... I'm dreaming again?"

"Yes, yes, yes...... You're dreaming!" Wu Mian replied in a hurry following her tone, hoping to get through the trick.

"Liar! This ...... It's you...... Unique taste......" The shallow and soft tone is resentful and ecstatic, and the drunken eyes are hazy and full of affection. She raised her head with great difficulty, sniffing Wu Mian like a cute puppy.

Wu Mian suddenly realized. It seems that the bottle of perfume and mints are because of it! The eight achievements were used by Qianrou's deceased husband before his death, and the taste is quite special! After he "borrowed" it just now, his tone and body odor made the half-drunk Qianrou feel "familiar", so he mistook him for his deceased husband under the drunken dizziness.

"I miss you so much...... Don't leave me, okay? Don't ...... Leave me!" The light soft eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and pleaded again and again, and after repeating it a few times, he suddenly hooked Wu Mian's neck and kissed him on the lips......

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…… Suddenly, I heard the sound of "Guangdang", and an item fell heavily to the ground.

This sound made Qianrou tremble, and her eyes opened and looked at Wu Mian in a daze, her body seemed to suddenly become stiff. After a few seconds, she muttered, "No...... You're not...... Oh...... It's not ......"

As he spoke, his arms also turned from hugging to refusing, but the strength was negligible, and after a few pushes, his heavy eyelids closed again, and he was drunk and unconscious again.

Wu Mian secretly shouted that it was dangerous, and thought that it would be terrible for Qianrou to suddenly regain consciousness! Fortunately, she still didn't seem to be able to get rid of the control of drunkenness, so she fell asleep again.

He turned his head to look at the ground, and was shocked to find that the black and white picture frame that had been placed on the bedside table had fallen to the ground and broken a small corner. The man's eyes in the photo seem to be staring at him, which feels a little scary.

Wu Mian knew that this was because he accidentally touched the bedside table just now, and because he picked up the photo frame before and put it too far to the side, which caused it to fall, but he was still a little hairy under his weak heart. Most of his lust disappeared in an instant, and he raised his hand and slapped himself.

Damn! What's the difference between doing this and those villains in Mr. Nan? When she wakes up, your image in her mind will definitely collapse completely...... What you should do is to make this beauty completely forget the pain of losing her husband as soon as possible and fall in love with you with all her heart, this is what a manly man does!

Wu Mian thought of this and made up his mind, picked up the black and white photo frame and put it back in place, leaned over and kissed it lightly on the face of Qianrou, carefully tidied up her clothes, and then pulled the quilt to cover her for her, and reluctantly walked out of the master bedroom.

I was about to drink a glass of ice juice to reduce the fire, when suddenly the doorbell rang "Ding Dong, Ding Dong".

It's strange, it's almost three o'clock in the morning, who else will come to visit Asarou?

Wu Mian quietly walked to the back of the door, looked at the cat's eyes, and almost exclaimed!

The person who came turned out to be ...... Ding Zini!