20 Who is Shen Ziheng?

He Yiming didn't know what was wrong with him, in fact, he rarely felt this way about women.

Looking at Wen Qing's blurred appearance on the bed, acting like a lazy cat from time to time, a trace of sparks sparked in his heart.

This spark could have been suppressed in his heart, but when he saw her ignorant appearance, he didn't know what was wrong, and he wanted to hold her in his arms.

He Yiming stretched out his hand and slowly took her into his arms.

As soon as the two people's bodies rubbed, Wen Qing let out a cat-like mouth.

It's so well-behaved and cute, and it also makes him burn!

Do it, she's already his wife anyway.

He Yiming's eyes darkened, looking at Wen Qing, thinking about it constantly.

Stretched out his hand and slowly came to her side, and just as he was about to make a move, he heard Wen Qing trembling and opening her mouth.

She hadn't woken up yet, and she probably didn't even know who he was.

He Yiming didn't stop and planned to continue.

"Ziheng......" Wen Qing stretched out his hand and grabbed his fingers that were moving, "Why are you back?" ”

The sound was like a mutter, but the flames on his body were extinguished at once.

He Yiming narrowed his eyes and looked at Wen Qing, "Who is Ziheng?" ”

"Ziheng, Ziheng......" Wen Qing probably didn't hear his words, took his hand and rubbed it on his face, "Shen Ziheng, I know it's you ......"

From time to time, a trace of indescribable nostalgia flashed on his face, and when he rubbed He Yiming there, there was still an indescribable intimacy.

He Yiming's face became more and more ugly, he reached out and pinched Wen Qing's chin, forcing her to open her mouth.

Wen Qing didn't know what was going on in her drunkenness, but she felt her mouth open and her breathing smoother.

He Yiming stretched out his fingers and slowly pinched her neck, his eyes black like ink that could not be dissolved.

Wen Qing felt uncomfortable, her breathing became unpleasant, and she couldn't help but want to open her eyes.

He Yiming noticed her movements, stretched out his other hand to cover her eyes directly, and the hand holding her neck came to the front and ripped off her clothes!

Wen Qing gradually woke up, only to feel that someone was pressing on her body.

She panicked and wanted to scream, but the man covered her mouth! Her body came into contact with the air, and she shivered from the cold. Before she could struggle and call for help, she felt her body being torn apart rapidly!

This night, like a nightmare.

When she woke up the next day, Wen Qing only felt as if she had been crushed by thousands of cars and horses. There was an indescribable pain in the cracks of the bones, and there was almost no feeling in the body!

The chest and lower body are all hot, showing the traces of "overuse" last night.

And her eyes are so swollen that it's hard to even open them!

Wen Qing took a deep breath, and all kinds of pictures flew through her mind.

She only remembered that she was in a bad mood when she came out of the hotel, so she casually found a bar to drink.

However, what's going on right now?

Could it be ...... Drunken sex?

Wen Qing clutched the sheets and forced herself to sit up!

"Awake?" Before she could open her eyes, she heard someone next to her spit out a puff of cigarette, and then spoke, "Who is Shen Ziheng?" ”