Jiang Ruo pulled the quilt to cover her white nakedness.

What he asked, she did.

It's time for him to keep his promise.

"Wen Yuan, can I take Hao Hao with me?" Jiang Ruo sat on the bed on his knees, with a strange aura on his body and a sour mouth.

Wen Yuan was not in a hurry to put on his pants.

His black eyes flashed with a ghostly light, like a beast moving in the night, his eyes stared at Jiang Ruo with burning eyes, and he seemed to smile and said, "You plan to go back like this?"

"What will Wen Huai think of you?"

Sneaking out to find her ex-husband?

Or is it a little uncle?

Jiang Ruo shyly turned her face away, her fingers clenching the quilt, "I... Can I take a shower here?"

Her hair was all stained and had to be washed.

"Help me to the bathroom." Wen Yuan called her.

Jiang Ruo said casually, "If you don't have a good waist, I'll help you get the Niao pot."

Hearing this, Wen Yuan's face instantly darkened.

She has already said twice in a row that he has a bad waist!

"It's just a sprain, not a paralysis." Wen Yuan said coldly.

In a few days, when he healed from his injuries, he must let her know how strong his waist is.

If Jiang asked Wen Yuan, he had no choice but to follow his wishes.

Just wait for him to be happy, so that she can take her son.

Wen Yuan watched Jiang Ruo, who was ***, get out of bed first, and then came to help him go to the toilet.

At this moment, his heart seemed to throb again.

But he won't be soft-hearted!

What she owes him, she can never make up.

Wen Yuan's gaze fell on Jiang Ruo unabashedly, and he looked at it as freely as he could.

She has given birth to three children, her body is getting hotter and hotter, and her body curves are becoming more and more graceful.

He looks a little taller than before.

She still has his name on her.

I can't wash it off in this life.

When she was with Wen Huai, Wen Huai must have been very responsive, right?

It's his symbol.

Symbolizing that Jiang Ruo was his!

The more Wen Yuan thought about it, the happier he became.

"Sister-in-law, the picture just now has been captured by the camera, do you need me to show it to Wen Huai?"

"He just can't do it, let you run out to find your ex-husband?"

Wen Yuan deliberately stimulated her with words, and he never got tired of it.

And Jiang Ruoquan couldn't hear it, endured it silently, and helped him into the toilet.

"Wen Yuan, can you not call..."

"What's it called?" Wen Yuan's slender fingers pinched Jiang Ruo's jaw, and his tone was sharp, with a hint of sarcasm: "Sister-in-law?"

"But don't you just want me, and you want to be with my own brother?"

"Isn't this sister-in-law wrong?" The more Wen Yuan spoke, the more resentful he became.

Jiang Ruo pushed his hand away and wanted to leave.

Wen Yuan's tone pretended to be displeased: "If you don't support me, how can I get on?"

That's going to spill it all over you.

Jiang Ruo was puzzled: "Your hand is not injured."

Wen Yuan propped his hands on the wall, just waiting for Jiang Ruo to serve him.

He deliberately provoked her: "It's not an eighteen-year-old girl, what are you ashamed of?"

"You've seen more than any other woman, right? Don't pretend to be innocent."

If she was really innocent, she wouldn't have been able to tease them vigorously in the first place.

I am not responsible for the end of the teasing.

"Don't you want to take a bath? Let me finish the toilet." Wen Yuan said again.

So, Jiang Ruo had no choice but to close his eyes and help him.

After the sound of water.

Wen Yuan: "Take the paper and wipe it clean, it's all your saliva, I'm dirty."

Jiang Ruo: "..."

After finally serving Wen Yuan, Jiang Ruo could finally take a bath without distractions.

Just now, he only cared about himself, not her.

She couldn't help but have a strange reaction.

Keep your legs closed.

In this bath, Jiang Ruo took a little slowly.

Dirty hair is really hard to wash.

..

When Jiang Ruo came out after washing, he saw Wen Yuan dressed neatly, sitting on the sofa, and the zipper of his pants had been drawn.

The bastard, nasty appearance just now is completely gone.

He fell off the stage, and it was no big deal, just sprained his waist and rested for a week.

Jiang Ruo wore a white bath towel around his body, found his clothes and changed them again.

The whole process was all taken into the eyes of Wen Yuan, who was sitting on the sofa.

Jiang Ruo got dressed and asked, "You should be satisfied, right?" Can you let Hao Hao go to live with me?"

Wen Yuan lit the cigarette caught in his fingertips, and then raised his eyes to look at Jiang Ruo, full of suspicion about her.

"Do you think he'll be willing to go with you?" His expression was extremely flat, and the corners of his lips hooked up a piercing coldness, "A mother who ruthlessly abandoned him, what kind of integrity is there?"

"Wen Yuan, you clearly said yes, as long as I help you... You'll let me take Haohao away." Jiang Ruo was annoyed.

Wen Yuan took a puff of cigarette, and in the next second, the innocent smoke rose up, and the smell of nicotine diffused infinitely in the room.

He hadn't smoked in a long time, and the smell was strange.

A small scarlet fire reflected in Wen Yuan's eyes, flickering in the deep black eyes, and he clenched his back molars: "Haohao was brought up by me, don't you want to snatch it."

He only has Wen Hao, a son.

But what about her.

She also has a lot of children.

There is also a dragon and phoenix fetus with Wen Huai!

Wen Yuan said ruthlessly: "Jiang Ruo, you remember, I never looked for you, it was you who took the initiative to come to me, and it was you who were shameless and climbed into my bed again."

In the past three years, he has thought a lot.

I've thought about giving up, I've thought about letting go.

It's she who comes to tease again and again.

The flame of love that has not yet been extinguished was violently blown by her again.

No one can stand it!

Jiang Ruo: "It was Hao Hao who called me, he wanted to see me, so I just..."

Wen Yuan: "So what? Have you taken him for a day in the past three years?"

"Do you know what his habits are? Do you know what he likes to eat and what he doesn't like to eat?"

"You want to take him away without knowing anything, belated maternal love, what difference does it make or not?"

Faced with Wen Yuan's indifferent questioning, Jiang Ruo couldn't say anything.

She did owe them so much to both father and son.

In the same way, it is also indebted to Wenhuai.

Jiang Ruo's voice was weak: "I want to try to make up for Haohao."

Wen Yuan sneered, and his faintly reddened eyes showed a hint of tiredness.

He was only thirty-three, and he lived like seventy-three.

Wen Hao is really his only motivation to live.

Wen Yuan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were refracted with a sharp light like thorns.

He twisted the cigarette butt in the ashtray with his hand and said coldly, "Jiang Ruo, who I want to marry has nothing to do with you."

"Booksign the divorce agreement as soon as possible, don't delay my search for happiness." ap.

"If you don't love me, someone will." Wen Yuan said extremely ruthlessly.

If you don't love me, someone will love you.

This sentence hit Jiang Ruo's mind.

Oh, yes.

The crown prince of the Wen family, how many women do you want, why should you spend your whole life for her?

..

In the end, Wen Yuan was resolute and only agreed to let her come to see Wen Hao every day, but he was not allowed to take him away.

Wen Hao asked expectantly, "Will my mother come to see me tomorrow?"

Jiang Ruo touched his face and said lovingly, "Of course, my mother will come to see you every day in the future."

"Then mom, don't let dad marry that bad aunt?" Wen Hao pursed her lips and was very aggrieved, "Dad likes her, and she doesn't care about me anymore."