"Aunt and nephew" love

After Lao Li left, Wen Jiayan came to the bar alone. （）

After Mrs. Wen passed away, no matter how late she came home, no matter how drunk she was, no matter how much of a bastard, no one would talk about it anymore.

Wen Jiayan drank cup after cup, tears unconsciously soaking her eyes. She drank a good amount of alcohol, and she was still sober when there were empty bottles in front of her, and the more sober she was, the more painful it became.

Human beings are very strange animals, rationality and sensibility can exist independently in a person's body, for example, outsourcing a beverage factory, rationally said that this is the most correct choice, because she does not know how to operate at all. But the emotion kept telling her that it was her mother's life's work, and it was gone!

"Mom, scold me!" she said weakly as she picked up her cup and spoke weakly into the void.

At the other end of the bar, there sat another frustrated man. drank a lot more wine than Wen Jiayan.

Wen Jiayan saw her, walked over with a wine bottle, and put her arms on his shoulders softly, "Zhuang Nankang, are you hiding here alone and drinking?"

With a slightly drunken smile, it is very charming.

Zhuang Nankang turned his head to look at her, "Aren't you the same?"

"Let's be together, then. Wen Jiayan sat down beside him and poured herself a glass of throat-burning vodka.

"It's not good for a woman to drink such strong wine. ”

Wen Jiayan smiled, her expression was extremely sad, "I just think that this wine is not strong enough, if it is a little stronger, it will either hurt or get drunk, then it will be called happy! ”

"Then don't drink it!"

"What can I do without drinking?" Wen Jiayan smiled self-deprecatingly, "I'm good for nothing." ”

"You're thinking too much, didn't we have a good conversation last time? ”

Wen Jiayan squinted at him, "Tell me, why are you drinking." ”

"Like you, not drunk. So I want to try it, how much do you have to drink to get drunk!"

"Haha, we're also a strange couple!" Wen Jiayan smiled, her eyes suddenly rolled, "Do you really want to get drunk?"

"I'd love to try it!"

Wen Jiayan called the waiter with a wave of her jade arm, ordered all the drinks in the bar, then mixed the wine together, and poured a full bunch to Zhuang Nankang, "It's okay." ”

"You don't want to get drunk, you want to die!"

"It's all wine, where can it be mixed?" Wen Jiayan first poured herself a big sip, more than a dozen kinds of wine were mixed together, the taste was not good, and the four flavors of sweet, sour, bitter and astringent were complete.

Wen Jiayan took a sip and her facial features wrinkled together, Zhuang Nankang snatched the cup in her hand, "Don't drink it!"

"No, it works, I feel like I'm a little dizzy. ”

Wen Jiayan took the cup and poured a small cup for Zhuang Nankang, "Try it!"

Zhuang Nankang took a sip, "It's a novel taste." ”

"Not bad!"

"Not bad!"

The two drunkards drank up a dozen of them together.

Wen Jiayan finally got drunk, and in the hazy eyes of drunkenness, she seemed to see Lin He. He still smiled as gently as he did back then, and was infinitely tolerant of her grumpy.

"Lin He. Wen Jiayan muttered, tears couldn't help but fall from her own eyes, she stretched out her hand to hold the face of "Lin He", and tears rushed like a broken embankment.

She hugged him tightly in her arms, "I miss you so much!"

Wen Jiayan's sudden move made Zhuang Nankang frown, "Jiayan, you are drunk." ”

Wen Jiayan burst into tears like water, her head shook like a rattle, "No, I'm not drunk, I know it's you, you're coming back to me, right?"

Zhuang Nankang tried to pull her away, but Wen Jiayan held on tightly and didn't let go.

"You're drunk, go home. ”

Zhuang Nankang dragged Wen Jiayan out of the bar, and was blown by the cold wind, Wen Jiayan was even more drunk, and his body hung on his body softly.

Zhuang Nankang hailed a taxi and drove towards Wen's house. Wen Jiayan was already drunk, but she still knew to ring the doorbell and shouted, "Mom, open the door, Mom, open the door!"

"Don't you have a key?"

"Key, don't bring the key, my mom will open it. Open the door, Mom!" but she knocked for a long time, but no one came to open the door for her.

Wen Jiayan curled up in a ball, whining and crying, holding Zhuang Nankang's calves with both hands, "Lin He, my mother doesn't want me anymore, she doesn't want me anymore, she doesn't like me...... Woohoo......"

Zhuang Nankang squatted down and lifted her tearful face, "Your mother is not at home, she doesn't want you." Tell me where the key is?"

"Isn't she home?"

"Yes, she's out of the house. ”

"She didn't want me?"

"Yes, she's your mother, why don't you want you?"

Wen Jiayan's tears flowed down even more fiercely. Mrs. Wen favored Wen Jiadong, and it was an indelible scar in her heart, and Wen Jiayan was looking for her mother in countless dreams, and she would have the same dream since she was very young.

It's a nightmare that every child who doesn't get treated fairly.

Zhuang Nankang is the same.

is also the child of the banker's family, but he is not the one who is favored, even if he is the eldest son, he is not the first heir, just because his mother is not the original spouse. He couldn't even remember who his real mother was, and every time he asked, he only had vague answers.

He was comforting Wen Jiayan, but he was not comforting himself.

In the end, he found the key in the potted plant at the door, and Wen Jiayan still didn't let go when she entered the house, she hugged him tightly and kissed him wildly.

Zhuang Nankang wanted to refuse, but her moist lips had a fatal attraction, making him reluctant to let go.

Maybe it's the alcohol that boosts the courage, or the alcohol addicts the mind. Holding Wen Jiayan's body, he felt that the blood in his body was flowing rapidly, and his thinking became more and more confused.

Although Wen Jiayan is over forty years old, his long-term fitness body is more toned than that of the average girl in her early twenties, and her soft body wraps around him like a snake.

Zhuang Nankang felt a fire burning in his body, making him yearn for her closeness, but the remaining reason told him that no!

Suddenly held by a soft hand under his body, Zhuang Nankang snorted, couldn't hold it anymore, buckled the back of Wen Jiayan's head, and kissed it deeply.

Wen Jiayan felt that she had an extremely happy dream, and in the dream there was her favorite Lin He.

You remember that she was eighteen years old and became Lin He's fiancée, but she didn't have time to give herself to him, but he died in the gunfire. She can only use alcohol to anesthetize herself, very different men dating, but she clearly knows that no one can replace him.

But tonight, she finally waited for Lin He.

The crazy night will finally be broken by the dawn, and everything will be calm. The bright sunlight shone obliquely into the room, and the floor was full of messy clothes, pillows, and men and women lying together in the futons.

Wen Jiayan felt sore all over, she opened her eyes with difficulty, and moved her hands, but it was like a thousand pounds. When he turned his head, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Oh my God, Zhuang Nankang, why is he here?

The man's thick hair was open to her shoulders, and his head rested on her arm. The long hand was still wrapped around her waist, and one leg straddled her thigh, almost half of her body pressed against her.

The point is that neither of them is at a loss, and the chaos in the living room is like a devil entering the village, which shows that the battle was fierce last night.

Wen Jiayan stroked her swollen forehead, a little overwhelmed. She did have a heart for Zhuang Nankang, but she slowly realized that it was impossible for the two of them, so she dispelled her thoughts. But I didn't expect it......

Wen Jiayan sighed, forget it, I slept with everything, are there fewer men who have slept with her Wen Jiayan?

She pulled out her arm, took his hand away, and was about to sit up when Zhuang Nankang suddenly opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?"

His gaze was on her collarbone because of the angle. Wen Jiayan is not an untrained girl, although she is a little uncomfortable to be looked at like this, she can force her composure.

She smiled, "yes." You're awake too!"

"Hmm. ”

The two were speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"That, I'm going to wash up first!" Wen Jiayan grabbed the coat not far away, put it on herself, and was about to get up. Zhuang Nankang grabbed her and pulled her back into his arms.

"You...... And so it goes. ”

Wen Jiayan smiled, "We are not old, so it seems that there is no need to explain more about such things." It's better to think of each other as partners who meet by chance in a bar. Put on our clothes, we are still our old selves. ”

"Is this what you really think?"

"Otherwise, crying, making trouble, hanging yourself, arguing for you to be responsible? This kind of unscientific topic, I don't think we need to waste each other's time. ”

"Wen Jiayan!" Zhuang Nankang was a little annoyed, "In your opinion, am I the kind of man who likes to go to night clubs to pass the loneliness?"

Wen Jiayan was stunned, "That's not what I meant. ”

"Wen Jiayan, you slept with me, aren't you going to be responsible?"

"I ......"

"Nankang, don't be kidding, in terms of kinship, you have to call me aunt, we ...... Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"So when Jiayan used to show me goodwill, didn't she remember that it was my aunt?"

"At that time, I couldn't get along with Wen Wan, and I didn't treat her as a family at all. But now, I've reconciled with her, and we'll ...... again."

"You mean you're not going to be responsible?"

"I ...... Nankang, you see I'm so much older than you. We are also not suitable for our age. ”

"No, I think it's appropriate. Wen Jiayan, I like you, I like your mature body even more. As you said, we're not young anymore, and I'm long past the age of marriage. If I could, I wouldn't mind if you were older than me and became my wife. ”

Wen Jiayan's mouth opened wide in surprise, and she couldn't believe her ears.

"Don't be kidding, how can we be? Then, isn't it a mess, it's impossible, it's impossible, Zhuang Nankang, just act as if nothing happened, we just had a drink together. ”

Wen Jiayan hurriedly waved her hand, pushed Zhuang Nankang away, and hurriedly got up, unexpectedly, she dragged her down again and again, and her lips were caught, and the kiss that could not be refused invaded her lips.

Wen Jiayan fell to his domineering offensive. She felt that she must be crazy to have sex with him again. But soon she convinced herself that she would do it once, and twice as well. When you leave this house, you don't think there's anything going on.

"Now, can I go?" Ms. Wen pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

Zhuang Nankang smiled, "Of course!"

He picked her up and soaked in the bathtub with her.

Wen Jiayan's brain is even more messy, this matter is too paradoxical. When did Zhuang Nankang like himself, and why did he like himself?

She is a woman with a bad reputation and a lot of age, why did she arouse the favor of him, a rich and handsome?

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