"Jingchen, don't go, listen to me." Seeing that Sheng Jingchen was about to chase after him, Lu Ning subconsciously held his hand and begged.

"Lu Ning, our business has passed." In a word, Sheng Jingchen wiped himself and Lu Ning cleanly.

He may have been cruel in doing so, but it was only temporary.

Lu Ning is in the past, and Wen Nanzhi is the present and the future, so he must make a choice, otherwise he will hurt others and himself.

"Jingchen, I ......". Lu Ning wanted to struggle again, but Sheng Jingchen simply shook off her hand, she was unprepared, staggered, fell to the ground, and tears slipped from her eyes.

"Jingchen". She shouted unwillingly, and Sheng Jingchen didn't even reply.

"Wen Nanzhi".

"Wen Nanzhi, you stop for me." Sheng Jingchen took a few big strides in front of Wen Nanzhi.

At this time, Wen Nanzhi could no longer pretend not to hear, she stopped, lowered her eyebrows, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"What are you running?"

Wen Nanzhi was silent, his hands clasped together, constantly changing shapes.

"Can't you hear me when I ask you?"

"Huh?"

"Speak". Sheng Jingchen hated Wen Nanzhi's appearance of not being able to eat oil and salt, so he grabbed Wen Nanzhi's wrist and pushed him into the corner.

The light became dim, and the distance between the two was too fast, so there was a little ambiguity.

Wen Nanzhi's mascara trembled, and he said a little impatiently: "Didn't I say it just now?" ”

"Say what?" Sheng Jingchen was deliberately embarrassed, he raised Wen Nanzhi's jaw with his fingertips, and his eyes swept over this beautiful little face.

"Apologize." Feeling Sheng Jingchen's burning gaze, Wen Nanzhi unconsciously turned his head, and his lips pursed.

"Apologize?" Sheng Jingchen sneered.

"Why did you apologize?"

"It's ......".

"Just bothering you." Wen Nanzhi's voice grew lower and lower.

"Excuse me?"

"Your husband is catching up with his ex, you say bother?"

"So what should I do?" Wen Nanzhi raised her eyes, inexplicably she wanted to compete with Sheng Jingchen, but in a few seconds, she was defeated again.

So, she sighed: "Sheng Jingchen, you don't have to deliberately find me unhappy here."

"Did I tell you?!"

"I can give you back to Lu Ning."

As soon as these words came out, the pitiful smile on Sheng Jingchen's face, which was already missing, disappeared immediately.

He pressed his tongue against his cheeks, and his five fingers slowly went up, pinching Lin Jialan's cheek.

"You say it again". Sheng Jingchen gritted his teeth, his dark eyes seemed to be mixed with ice ballast, and looking at people was enough to make people feel cold all over his body.

I said ....... Wen Nanzhi didn't realize the danger yet, as soon as she spoke, she felt a coldness on her lips, and when she reacted, Sheng Jingchen had been tossing and turning on it for a long time.

"Sheng ...... Hmm". Wen Nanzhi struggled desperately, not only was it useless, but it seemed to help Sheng Jingchen, and Sheng Jingchen's movements became more intense.

He fixed Wen Nanzhi's wrist with one hand, and wrapped the other around her thin waist, constantly rubbing upward.

Wen Nanzhi was afraid, she was afraid that Sheng Jingchen would really do something to her in public, so her body trembled unconsciously.

"Sheng Jingchen, I was wrong". Finally Sheng Jingchen left her mouth and slid to her white neck, she felt Sheng Jingchen gnawing on it, the strength was not clear, and then she cried and begged for mercy.

"What's wrong?" Sheng Jingchen stopped, he buried his face in Wen Nanzhi's neck socket, and when he spoke, his breath sprayed, making Wen Nanzhi's hairs stand on end.

"I won't give you back to Lu Ning."

"Why?" Sheng Jingchen also wanted a reason.

"Huh?" Wen Nanzhi couldn't think of it for a while, so Sheng Jingchen took another bite threateningly, just biting on the bone, numb and itchy.

"I ...... Why should I give her what I stole with all my difficulty? ”

Xu was more satisfied with this, Sheng Jingchen finally stopped tossing, but he still didn't let go of Wen Nanzhi.

After a while, Wen Nanzhi couldn't hold on anymore, so he cautiously spoke: "My hand hurts, can you ......."

"Wen Nanzhi, I haven't thought about divorce since the day I married you, so you can't have such thoughts in the future, otherwise, you know the consequences."

"Remember?" Sheng Jingchen held Wen Wen Nanzhi's little face, and he was seducing.

"Remembered". At this time, Wen Nanzhi had to compromise, otherwise, she would only be the one who suffered.

"As long as you are obedient, I will give you whatever you want". This is a love sentence, which would have been very touching when I heard it, but when I said it from Sheng Jingchen's mouth, it changed its flavor and was full of desire to control.

"Hold me". He said again.

Wen Nanzhi hesitated for a moment, and raised his hand to wrap his arms around Sheng Jingchen's waist.

Sheng Jingchen was satisfied, he slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and lowered his head to hold Wen Nanzhi's lips.

This taste is even softer and glutinous than he imagined, and as soon as he dips it, he becomes addicted.

Wen Nanzhi leaned against the wall, she passively endured it, and did not respond.

According to logic, Sheng Jingchen is a strong kiss, she still hates it, but she doesn't, she just feels strange.