132 Men are misguided
The morning light is slightly lazy, and the warm sun shines on people's faces, which is particularly intoxicating. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Jiang Weisheng narrowed his eyes and stretched. But just as he was about to reach the side, he suddenly touched something, which seemed to be a warm ...... Body.
She glanced down slightly, and it was a hairy head, just level with her chest. And her little waist, which was no longer slender, was domineeringly held by a pair of men's hands.
Ahhhh......h
Jiang Weisheng seems to be frozen, what is the situation? What happened last night? Why don't you have enough brains? Can't remember at all!
Her cheeks were a little hot, and she quickly shook off the hand that was across his waist. The other party muttered in a daze, sleeping quite deeply, and didn't wake up!
Oh, my God!
She actually slept in the same bed with someone other than her husband, which was unbearable!
Jiang Weisheng endured his anger and raised his right hand, intending to slap it hard. However, the other party's handsome face + sleeping face was in front of him, and the hand that was about to fall was frozen in mid-air.
In these years, you have to look at your appearance.
I really don't know where to start.
360 degrees without dead ends.
And him, the nightgown is slightly open, revealing a strong chest and a healthy complexion!
Why?
The world is so unfair!
Why can a N hand goods that have been repeatedly used by people be handsome to new heights? Such N hand goods are given to her for free, and she ...... It's better to consider taking it, after all, it's free, and you don't need money.
Jiang Weisheng looked at him as if he was looking at a pet, repeatedly observing his appearance and figure.
Someone suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were as bright as stars. He took her hand and smiled very easily and happily, "Morning." β
Jiang Weisheng opened his eyes a little weakly, and indifferently touched his cheek with his hand, it was still hot, and he didn't know if he noticed that she was spying on him just now.
"It's not early." She deliberately cleared her throat, made a serious gesture, picked up the mobile phone on the side and looked at it: "It's 8:55, don't you have to go to work?" β
Ling Qianwei sat up from the bed abruptly, slowly looked at the sunlight outside, and looked at Jiang Weisheng with some incredulity.
"What do you think I'm doing?"
"You've taken me badly, Fennen." Ling Qianyi's face was dark, and he said unhurriedly: "I never got up at eight o'clock before, but I slept with you last night......
"Stop!" Jiang Weisheng interrupted him coldly: "Please don't make do with others, I only got up late because I was pregnant." What's the matter with you, are you also pregnant? Yo Yo Yo, how many months have you been? Also, you can go back to your own accommodation, this is my bed, and you can't be presumptuous! β
"Your thinking is dangerous." Ling Qian's eyes darkened, and he suddenly leaned over to her.
"What are you doing, I'm going to sue you for being strongβhmm!" Jiang Weisheng's eyes were full of tears, and she didn't want to complain anymore.
Cover your mouth! This is Ling Qianyi's nirvana!
"Throw it away when you're done with it, you're very unkind." His hands were at her sides, and the masculine aura enveloped her. He looked down at her condescendingly, glanced at her belly in embarrassment, and the base of his ears was a little red, as if he was holding back something: "Can I take a shower in your bathroom?" β
What else could Jiang Weisheng say, and nodded tearfully.
Male, male!
When Ling Qianwei entered the bathroom, Jiang Weisheng got out of bed and changed his clothes, and just wanted to go to the bathroom downstairs to wash, when suddenly there was a vibration sound. She picked up her phone, no. After listening carefully for a while, he found that the source of the vibration was actually on the hanger by the window, and on the hanger was a black windbreaker that Ling Qianwei had put out last night.
Jiang Weisheng came closer, still shaking!
She hesitantly glanced in the direction of the bathroom, and there was the sound of rushing water, but the phone was ringing...... Forget it, just let it ring! It's rude to answer someone else's phone.
The sound of vibrations stopped suddenly.
Jiang Weisheng breathed a sigh of relief, his breath was not smooth, and the sound of vibration-
Here we go again!
With such perseverance, is it a very urgent call?
Jiang Weisheng sighed, slowly reached into the pocket of his windbreaker, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and forgot who it was, so he directly reflexively pressed answer.
"Thousand?" The coquettish female voice from the other end made her tremble inexplicably.
Jiang Weisheng was like holding a hot potato in her hand, looked at the bathroom for a while and then looked at her mobile phone, it turned out that the person who was talking to her was Ji Qinglan!
"Hello." Jiang Weisheng simply put his mobile phone next to his ear, planning to say "Ling Qianwei has something to do, you will call later" perfunctory, but the other party spoke first.
"Who are you?" Her tone was a little rushed, "I'm Ji Qinglan, you let Qianyu pick him up, I have something to find him." β
Jiang Weisheng smiled speechlessly, "After Ji Ying, he can't pick it up for the time being, you better look for him after a while." β
"Are you...... Jiang Weisheng? β
"I'm sorry, I'm hanging, you'll fight later."
Ji Qinglan: "Wait a minute, how can you be with him?" Were you all together last night? β
Originally, Jiang Weisheng just planned to be polite to her, but the other party didn't give up, she was angry to get up, and the consequences were very serious.
She smiled slightly: "What do you say?" Ling Qianwei was taking a bath in the bathroom, it was inconvenient to answer, goodbye. β
After speaking, he cut off the call.
When Ling Qianji came out, she happened to see her holding a mobile phone in her hand, and the owner of the mobile phone was him. The eyes of the two met in the air.
Jiang Weisheng said calmly: "I didn't mean to take it, it's really ......"
"It's fine." He asked indifferently: "Is it Zuo Zhu?" β
"It's not." Jiang Weisheng showed a mysterious smile, threw the phone back to him, and emphasized: "It's the mother of your future child, Ji Qinglan." β
Ling Qian was stunned, her eyes were obscure, and her gaze never left her face for a moment, "You don't have to deal with her." β
"I didn't want to deal with her in the first place."
"Me and her, actually, not what you think. I just ......" he stopped talking.
Jiang Weisheng listened to it, but after listening to it for a long time, there was no follow-up.
She sneered, and of course she didn't quite know why she was sneering. There is a feeling of being a junior!!
"I thought you understood." Ling Qianwei suddenly clasped her waist, her back lightly touched the cold wall, and from Jiang Weisheng's angle, it was easy to see his deepening eyes.
"You don't tell me how I understand." Jiang Weisheng sneered again: "Besides, what do you think has anything to do with me?" Actually, I don't even know what I'm thinking. "This is true, she has always regarded Ling Qianwei as a neighbor before, but later, she ......
"Give me a little time, it won't be too long."
A gentle voice interrupted Jiang Weisheng's thoughts, and she stared at him in disbelief: "I can understand that what promise are you making?" β
He nodded solemnly.