The banquet was not until dark, Wen Yuan returned to his residence crookedly, the army now drinks fifty or sixty degrees to burn knives, Wen Yuan drank at least a catty, Rao is he has a lot of alcohol, he has not drunk such a spicy liquor for a long time, and he can't help but get drunk, and he almost didn't let Zhou Cang carry it back,

Wen Yuan squinted and returned to the room, and vaguely saw a graceful woman standing in the room, standing with her back to her, quietly picking up things.

The woman was holding one of Wen Yuan's clothes in her hand at this time, as if she was thinking about something, and she was stunned.

Wen Yuan thought that it was very hard for Guo Jia to diagnose the pulse and take care of the condition during Ning'er's time, and he was also worried that Guo Jia's condition had left the beauty cold, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

As soon as he thought of this, Wen Yuan walked over and hugged his long-lost delicate body, and wiped it off with one hand on his chest with the strength of wine!

Wen Yuan only felt that the jade man who was hugged was struggling vigorously in his arms, and even aroused the desire to conquer in his drunken and hazy heart, kneading the delicate peaks of the jade man with one hand, and turning the jade man's body with the other hand, and kissing the jade man's delicate lips fiercely.

The jade man in her arms struggled hard, her lips and teeth were tightly closed to prevent Wen Yuan from entering easily, and her hands were tightly grasping the clutches that were walking up and down her body, but she soon found that everything she had done was in vain, she was like a helpless deer, and now Wen Yuan was like a fierce beast in heat, and no one could extinguish the fire that had become a prairie fire in his heart.

Under Wen Yuan's brutal and brutal attack, the jade man in his arms gradually became a little emotional, a pair of hands tightly hooked Wen Yuan's neck, opened his pink lips and let Wen Yuan's rough invasion, let Wen Yuan's hand caress any sensitive area of the body, and from time to time made a "uh-oh, don't" rejection sound, the voice was full of shyness, and there was a tempting breath that made people's hearts sway, making the flame that ignited in Wen Yuan's chest at this time more blazing, more wild and uninhibited!

Wen Yuan's hand slowly moved down, passed through the flat and delicate lower abdomen, and groped for a valley place, his mood was extremely excited, and he couldn't help but groan: "Ning'er, I want you"

The body in his arms shook, and the previous response, pandering, and longing suddenly became silent, and Wen Yuan was unconscious, until he felt two warm liquids flowing from his delicate and jade-like cheeks

"Ning'er, why are you crying?" Wen Yuan is a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, feeling the faint sadness of the jade person in his arms, the wine suddenly dissipates a little, and when he stopped the movements in his hand and expressed concern, he suddenly found that it was not Ning Er himself who was wantonly kissed and kneaded in his arms!

Wen Yuan rubbed his intoxicated eyes and took a closer look, he couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly pulled out the clutch that stayed on the jade man, and said in a daze: "Qiao'e? How are you? ”

The "Ning'er" in his arms, uh no, Fan's face was flushed at this time, as delicate as a peach blossom, but there was a trace of mist hidden in his eyes, which was as pitiful as a wounded bird.

Wen Yuan was still half drunk at this time, thinking of Fang Cai's abruptness, he sat up like an electric shock, his face was as blushing as a red cloth, he turned his back and said, "I was drunk and thought it was Ning'er, Qiaoqiao'e, I'm sorry." ”

Fan Shi looked at Wen Yuan, who turned his back and went away, his wonderful eyes were full of grievances and grievances, at this moment, tears rolled down her cheeks like pearls with crystal broken threads, she got up silently, smoothed the messy and wrinkled dress that was torn, bowed, and left silently.

"Skillful"

Wen Yuan looked at the delicate and miserable back, Wen Yuan actually gave birth to a strong ** that rushed up and stopped in his arms, his mouth opened and closed, closed and opened, and finally he never spoke, sighed in annoyance, and fell on the bed.

Today's leak is really a bit big, you must know that the Fan family originally planned to marry Zhao Yun, but today he took her like that, and the innocence of her daughter's family, was cut off in his own hands.

This makes Fan how to marry in the future, especially how can he be embarrassed to marry her to his idol?

But thinking about the passionate moment just now, between his lips and teeth, the tips of his fingers still exuded a faint body fragrance of his daughter's family, Wen Yuan's heart was still pounding, and he couldn't help but give birth to a trace of excitement and longing.

To tell the truth, Fan's posture is superb, with a beauty that is not inferior to Ning Er, with such a big beauty by his side, he doesn't see anyone who looks up and looks down every day, Wen Yuan is not a saint, if he wants to say that he is not tempted at all, it is definitely impossible.

But if he really married the Fan family, Wen Yuan always felt that he owed Zhao Yun a little debt, and besides, what should Ning Er think if he knew about it, Wen Yuan only felt that his mind was in a mess, like a mess of paste.

Just in a dilemma, Ning Er suddenly walked in, Wen Yuan's thoughts were messy, and he didn't hear the sound of footsteps.

"Husband, husband, have you slept?" Ning Er called twice in a row, and Wen Yuan heard it, but when he saw Ning Er's pretty and delicate face, Wen Yuan Wen Yuan couldn't help but be a little panicked.

In the past few days, Ning'er went to check Guo Jia's pulse every day, took care of the condition, came back late every day, and was tired for a day, Ning'er didn't notice Wen Yuan's abnormality, and saw that Wen Yuan didn't lie on the bed without taking off his coat, and said, "Why didn't you see Qiao'e?" ”

Wen Yuanqiang calmed himself and said, "Oh, I saw that it was not early, so I let her go down to rest." But after the words came out, Wen Yuan couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart, he really didn't know how to tell Ning Er about this matter.

Ning Er didn't think much about it, and said gently: "Husband, the concubine is here to loosen your clothes for you." "Let's talk about it, help Wen Yuan untie his clothes.

"Ning'er, you've worked hard these days, and you look like you've lost a bit." Looking at Ning Er's considerate actions, Wen Yuan felt guilty and annoyed, and wanted to tell Ning Er what happened just now, but he was afraid that she would be sad, so he opened his mouth a few times, but he didn't dare to say it.

"Ning'er is not bitter, she can help her husband share her worries, Ning'er is very happy" Ning'er gently knelt on Wen Yuan's chest, a trace of shame flashed on her face, and she sighed softly.

"Why is Ning'er sighing?" Wen Yuan had been nervously paying attention to Ning Er's movements at the moment, Ning Er let out a long sigh, and was immediately noticed by him, and he often sighed when he saw Ning Er in the past two days, as if there was something annoying that could not be solved.

Wen Yuan was worried about Ning'er, put aside the matter in his heart for the time being, and asked with his lover's cheeks.

"It's okay, maybe I'm too tired these days." Ning Er's eyes dodged, pretending to be calm.

How could Wen Yuan not see that he helped Ning'er's body and said, "You and I are husband and wife, what do you have to hide?" If you have any problems, you can listen to them with me, and you and I will solve them together. ”

When Ning Er heard this, she couldn't help but have red circles in her eyes, crystal tears fell down, and she cried like pear blossoms with rain for a while, but she said again and again with a crying voice: "Husband! I'm sorry, Ning'er can't help you share your worries, Ning'er is ashamed."