015: Xi Jin is out of control

Without taking two steps, a man got out of a red sedan next to him.

It was a young girl, and she walked towards her with an umbrella.

A palm-sized face, with light makeup, is the one of Lori.

She spoke, and her voice was sweet.

"Cousin."

This girl is Wen Yunran's cousin, her uncle's daughter, Wen Mengyang.

Wen Yunran didn't leave, and responded very indifferently.

"Cousin, why are you here? Have you moved? ”

Wen Yunran still let out a faint "um".

Wen Mengyang's fair and thin wrist also had a deep scar.

I heard that it was to chase a man, and I cut it myself.

It's not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Wen Mengyang brushed down the hem of her skirt slightly: "Cousin, my dad asked about you two days ago, saying that you haven't been home for a long time." ”

Wen Yunran didn't want to talk to her, so she turned around and was about to leave.

Wen Mengyang followed: "Grandpa's death day is coming, if my cousin is not busy with work, take the time to go home and take a look." ”

Wen Yunran's eyes flashed, and the hand holding the handle of the umbrella tightened slightly, and he didn't look at her.

The voice was cold: "I don't need you to remind me. ”

After speaking, Wen Yun ran into the apartment building.

Wen Mengyang, who was standing in place, clenched his fists and pinched the tiger's mouth in his right hand.

The elevator doors open on the 16th floor.

The moment he looked up, Wen Yunran actually saw Xi Jin at the door.

She was a little happy, but more surprised: "Xi Jin, why are you here?" ”

"What time is it?" The sound is cool.

Wen Yunran looked at the time: "It's past eleven o'clock." ”

Xi Jin stared at her: "Didn't you say last night that you were going home before ten o'clock?" ”

Wen Yunran grasped the point: "Are you waiting for me?" ”

"Don't change the subject."

"It's not about making you money." Wen Yunran's voice was muffled.

"Earn me money?"

Wen Yunran said: "It's not because of making your promotional video, look, how lucky you are to have such a dedicated partner." ”

Obviously, Xi Jin was not moved by this dedicated partner.

"Who is the man who just sent you back?"

Wen Yunran said truthfully: "The new director." ”

She walked towards 1601, opened the door, and turned back: "Want to come in?" ”

Hmph, who's going to go in! You're a watery poplar woman.

So, he lifted his foot and stepped through the door of 1601.

"Wen Yunran, do you know that it is taboo to catch two men at the same time."

"I didn't fish him." Wen Yunran explained.

She put away her umbrella and placed it by the door.

"Xi Jin, are you jealous?"

"Because I got into someone else's car."

Wen Yunran stared at him, the tenderness in her eyes seemed to be about to be crushed by his dark eyes.

She looked at him with that look again.

"Wen Yunran." He called out to her.

Without waiting for Wen Yunran to react, Xi Jin leaned over, hooked her chin with her hand, and kissed her red lips fiercely.

He kissed fiercely, fiercely, hard, but without skill, he went on a rampage.

He held the back of her head with his other hand and pushed her hard against him, as if he wanted to crush her, fanatical, violent.