He Xiao not only turned on the music, but also turned it to the maximum, and by the way, he raised the rearview mirror up and leaned towards the roof.

God, he doesn't want to see things he shouldn't see, hear sounds he shouldn't hear.

Leng Yingjie didn't have that kind of quirk, and exhaled to calm down.

Pulled Wen Ning away a little and asked her in a low voice, "A-Ning?" Can you hear me? ”

Wen Ning reluctantly wrapped himself up again, his weak and boneless hands wrapped around Leng Yingjie's strong waist, buried in his chest and rubbed his hair messy, muttering, "It's so uncomfortable..."

Leng Yingjie gritted his teeth and told He Xiao to hurry up again.

The car accelerated all the way to the riverside garden, parked the car and opened the door, He Xiao didn't dare to raise his head, hanging his head and staring at his feet.

"Mr. Jie, do you want to send Wen Ning home?"

Leng Yingjie's brows were almost knotted, and after a while, he thought about it for a while, "Forget it, go to me first, she will scare the child when she goes back like this." ”

After sending people into the house, He Xiao hurriedly left, "Wen Ning is like this... It's not convenient for me to be here, so you can call me again if you have something. ”

Leng Yingjie sighed and gently put Wen Ning on the sofa, and got up again to fetch water to wipe her face.

Wen Ning's breathing was so short that he couldn't speak, and there was no normal color on the skin exposed to the outside of the whole person.

Crimson like a delicate flower.

She opened her misty eyes and looked at Leng Yingjie, and raised her hand to hook his neck and pull him down.

The movement was fast, and the mouth immediately came up.

Leng Yingjie's eyes widened, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the towel in his hand fell off.

Unable to hold on for two seconds, Leng Yingjie pressed the back of Wen Ning's head and responded heavily.

Wen Ning was overwhelmed by his entanglement, raised his head and breathed heavily, his slender swan neck pulling out a graceful and seductive shape.

Leng Yingjie bit his trembling teeth and took two deep breaths before raising his head.

Lust begins to permeate the eyes.

"I don't want to take advantage of you, Wen Ning, you'd better sober me up."

Feeling that the person who was close to him leaving, Wen Ning became uncomfortable again, his whole body was numb, he writhed, and the clothes that were torn by Zhou Nanxing just now slid to the side.

Leng Yingjie's pupils tightened suddenly, and the plump crimson shape made his scalp tingle.

Zhou Nanxing's kid had better not remember anything, otherwise he would definitely gouge out his eyeballs.

Leng Yingjie called Meng Jiajun with trembling hands and asked him what kind of medicine this was and what should he do? What are the consequences? When will it be good?

Meng Jiajun had a headache, "It should be spring... Drugs or something, the report on Zhou Nanxing's blood test hasn't come out yet, how is Wenning doing now? Zhou Nanxing is amazing, like a mad dog. ”

Leng Yingjie's temples jumped suddenly, "He's best like a dead dog." ”

Meng Jiajun......

Leng Yingjie looked at the person in front of him, his eyes full of distress, "What else can I do in this situation?" I give her a cold shower? ”

Meng Jiajun coughed twice in embarrassment, avoiding the crowd, "What can I do, wait for the effect of the medicine to dissipate, that is... If you don't solve it, people will be uncomfortable. ”

"Meng Jiajun," Leng Yingjie said, "You don't know what kind of discomfort she has become now, and there is no other medicine to relieve it?" ”

"Dude, I'm a criminal policeman, not a doctor, tsk this kind of thing really... Hey," Meng Jiajun responded, "Someone called me, go back and talk about it, you can really take a bath for her if you can't see it first." ”

Leng Yingjie......

The phone was thrown aside, Leng Yingjie picked up the person and prepared to go to the bathroom to soak her in the bath.

But as soon as she stood up, Wen Ning wrapped up like an octopus, and dragged Leng Yingjie to the sofa with her.

Leng Yingjie looked at the person under him, his face was flushed and ambiguous, his breathing was short, and his hand kept touching his body.

The defensive line that had been extremely restrained fell short in an instant.

Wen Ning's cold little hand made Leng Yingjie get goosebumps all over his body.

Leng Yingjie took a heavy breath, grabbed her hand, and asked her in a dumb voice, "Are you really here?" Aning: Do you know who I am? ”

Wen Ning didn't respond at all, and the next second he leaned up and kissed him on his Adam's apple.

Leng Yingjie couldn't hold back any longer.

At the critical moment, he hugged Wen Ningyingying's thin waist, pulled away again, and stared at her deadly, "Who am I, tell me, who am I?" ”

Wen Ning's head kept moving, Leng Yingjie could only sit up and straddle her, press her head and said, "Tell me, who are you thinking about now?" ”

Leng Yingjie was scared, afraid of hearing other people's names from her mouth.

Wen Ning never got the uncomfortable she wanted, and her head dangled with her eyes closed, and she said as thin as a gossamer: "Ajie... Applejack..."

Leng Yingjie finally smiled, his eyes were faintly wet, and as soon as his hand tightened, he pulled Wen Ning towards him.

It feels so unreal to have her Leng Yingjie again, it's like a dream.

All his calm restraint was worthless in front of her.

Like crazy, I poured all these years into my thoughts tonight.

In the second half of the night, under Leng Yingjie's unrestrained torture, Wen Ning completely lost consciousness and stopped making noise.

Leng Yingjie himself doesn't know how long he has been doing it, Rao is strong body that has been in fitness all year round has a sore waist and legs, and he knows that Wen Ning will be uncomfortable tomorrow......

After calming down, looking at the sleeping little face beside him, Leng Yingjie felt a burst of regret for no reason.

All the pleasure just now turned into pain.

Wen Ning hasn't forgiven himself yet, he is taking advantage of others by doing this.

He understands Wen Ning's temperament, and if this happens, she will most likely not forgive herself.

Thinking that she would never see herself again and disappear from her life again, Leng Yingjie put his arm on his eyes, and his shoulder sobbed one by one.

Carrying Wen Ning to the bathroom and scrubbing it carefully and gently, at four o'clock in the morning, Leng Yingjie sent the person back to the opposite side.

He didn't have the password of their house, and he was worried that knocking on the door would wake up the child, so he had to use Wen Ning's mobile phone to call Lu Xian.

Lu Xian's mobile phone number was also cancelled with Wen Ning back then, and she didn't have her new number.

Fortunately, Wen Ning's mobile phone password is the same as before, 6 0......

Leng Yingjie shook her head, this kind of password, she is afraid that her mobile phone will be lost and someone will pick it up and not be able to unlock it.

After Lu Xian received the call, everyone was frightened, and then saw Leng Yingjie send the sleeping person, and shouted several times that no one woke up.

With a trembling voice, he asked, "What's wrong with her?" Why are you unconscious? This, whose clothes is this? How does she wear men's clothes? ”

Unconscious? It's tiring to think about, Wen Ning is so small......

Leng Yingjie's ears were hot.

Lu Xian's misuse of idioms learned from Wen Ning, right?

After carefully sending the person back to the room, Leng Yingjie's reluctant expression was all seen by Lu Xian.

He sighed, the whole person was not close to the living people in the past, and the slightly messy hair covered his eyes.

"This dress is mine, she's torn, and you'll throw me away when you change her clothes..."

Leng Yingjie pondered for a while before standing up, "If she doesn't remember anything..."

He pursed his lips, "Don't say that I sent her back, just say that she came back by herself after eating and drinking too much with Zhou Nanxing." ”

Seeing Leng Yingjie leave, Lu Xian didn't know why, what did the painful expression on his face mean?

What's going on?

What does it mean that Wen Ning's clothes are torn?

Why did he let himself say those things to Wen Ning?

Under Leng Yingjie's wide neckline, Lu Xian vaguely saw some ambiguous traces.