In the box.

Nan Shiyu's consciousness was gradually eroded by drunkenness.

Meng Jinche's eyes fell on her, and when she leaned and almost fell, he reached out in time to help her.

In order to prevent her from catching a cold, Meng Jinche draped his coat over her.

After making sure that she was drunk, she dared to spit out the deepest feelings in her heart.

"Sister, in fact, before, I had a wish."

His voice was so low that as soon as he exited, he was scattered in the air.

In those black pupils, a little bit of love and tenderness that usually dare not be revealed slowly leached.

"Although it is a wish, I have never had the luxury of hoping that this wish will come true."

"But Today ......"

His voice paused for a second.

In the final note, there is an unknown trace of bitterness.

"From this day on, this wish no longer exists."

After today, she is just his Bole, his sister.

Feelings that shouldn't exist should have been let go of a long time ago.

A long time ago, when he had just gone abroad and realized his heart, he should have let go.

It's just that at that time, rumors soon spread that she and Jiang Jingyu had a cold marriage, and there was always a trace of luck in his heart that couldn't come true.

It was precisely because of those rumors that he knew that he should abandon such a wrong feeling, but he never succeeded.

Until today.

I heard her say today that she likes Jiang Jingyu......

Meng Jinche knows her identity, and she knows even more what Nan Shiyu has been looking at her all these years.

Since this marriage is no longer a wealthy marriage that she is unwilling to marry, and since she has accepted her marriage, he should not and will not destroy it.

If Nan Shiyu had not accepted her marriage to Jiang Jingyu, Meng Jinche thought that maybe one day in the future, he would persuade her to divorce and really live the life she liked.

But now, she really accepts it, and she also likes Jiang Jingyu, so he will not destroy her hard-won happiness and stable life.

The help she gave him was a kind to him that could not be repaid in this life, how could he ...... After receiving her kindness, he was greedy enough to ask for something else.

Therefore, it is time to cut off this relationship that should not exist.

"Sister......

His voice was very low, his eyes were hot and focused for the first and only time, slowly approaching her, with a little cool fingers, carefully hooking her fingertips a little, trying to steal a little bit of her temperature.

"Sister, from now on, we will only be sisters and brothers-"

The extremely light and faint sound of air quickly dissipated in the air.

As soon as the end note fell, the box door was abruptly pushed open from the outside.

Meng Jinche turned his head, and at the same time, he retracted his fingers in a panic.

At the door, Jiang Jingyu looked inside with heavy eyes, taking in Meng Jinche's subconscious movements.

Soon, his eyes were fixed on Nan Shiyu.

walked in step by step, frowning.

"What's wrong with Zhizhi?"

The corners of Meng Jinche's lips pursed slightly, and he heard that his voice was very dry.

"My sister is a little drunk."

Jiang Jingyu came to Nan Shiyu.

Half of the man was in his arms, and two seconds later, he leaned over and picked him up.

Before turning to leave, he stopped.

stared at Meng Jinche next to him, his voice was cold and deep.

"She treats you as a younger brother, but you have covetous thoughts for her, Meng Jinche, if she knows your thoughts, you say, will she still treat you as always?"

When the sound fell, Jiang Jingyu left directly with Nan Shiyu in his arms.

In the box, Meng Jinche's face gradually turned pale.

***

More than half an hour later, Black Sibel stopped at the door of the 'Shengting' villa.

Jiang Jingyu came to the co-driver and hugged the drunk, but still well-behaved girl.

Steward Chen was already waiting at the door, and Jiang Jingyu carried her all the way upstairs.

I don't know if it's because of the cool breeze blowing in the yard, just after entering the hall for a while, Nan Shiyu frowned and opened her eyes.

Although she was not yet conscious, she subconsciously hugged the man who was holding her.

His cheeks rubbed against his shoulder, and his voice was delicate and soft, unconsciously coquettish: "Hmm...... It's so dizzy......"

Jiang Jingyu lowered his eyes and glanced at her.

Didn't speak.

Kicked open the bedroom door and carried her to the bed.

After being put on the bed, Nan Shiyu subconsciously wrapped his arm, unwilling to let go.

Xu was talking to him just now because he didn't pay attention to her, and the drunk Mrs. Jiang squinted her eyes lightly and repeated again:

"I'm so dizzy......"

The anger in Jiang Jingyu's eyes did not dissipate.

It's just been suppressed.

When she took the initiative to lean on him again, Jiang Jingyu couldn't hold back the emotions rolling in her heart and suddenly pinched her chin.

Lift her head and meet her in the eye.

"Nan Shiyu, how relieved are you to go out and drink with him at night?"

Nan Shiyu blinked, I don't know if I understood his words, my amber-like eyes were as clear as if they had been washed with water, clear, but also wet.

For a moment, she wrung her eyebrows, struggling to avoid his hand.

"It hurts."

Jiang Jingyu's eyes darkened, and he subconsciously looked at her chin,

On the skin of the fair-skinned porcelain jade, there is already an extra fingerprint.

He let go of his hand, pulled the quilt over her, and wanted to leave.

But the person on the bed may have instinctively sensed that he was angry, and subconsciously grabbed him and didn't want him to leave.

Jiang Jingyu's gaze swept over the fingertips of her stubbornly grasping his wrist, and softened her tone, but the coldness on her face did not dissipate much.

"Loosen."

Nan Shiyu shook her head wildly.

Pestering him.

He has never hugged her, Nan Shiyu, who is usually used to being hugged by him, even if she is drunk, she feels that something is missing at this time, she follows the impulse in her heart, takes the initiative to follow his arm, pounces forward, and successfully hugs his waist.

"No, husband...... Hug it. ”

Jiang Jingyu didn't expect her to make such a move.

Instinct is faster than consciousness, and when he reacted, he had already taken the first step to firmly hold her waist and hold the person in his arms.

Nan Shiyu, who was drunk this time, was obviously not as honest as last time, nor was she good last time.

She needs someone to accompany her, she needs someone to hug her, and she needs someone to coax her.

Jiang Jingyu didn't come to hug her, so she took the initiative to hug him.

Jiang Jingyu didn't speak or coax her, she just snorted and scratched at him, her head tilted up, wanting to kiss him.

But she wasn't tall enough, and even if she tried to straighten up, her lips could only reach his chin.

When she came up for the third time, Jiang Jingyu couldn't bear it anymore, pinched her waist hard, and pressed the dishonest girl in his arms.

"Nan Shiyu, you sleep obediently by yourself, don't recruit me again."

She shook her head hard, "Don't ......"

When she wanted to come up again, Jiang Jingyu squinted at her for two seconds, clasped the back of her neck, lowered her head and blocked her lips, really pried open her teeth, and pressed the person into his arms and kissed deeply.

When she couldn't breathe and wanted to push him away, Jiang Jingyu let go of her first, and then her bony palm quickly stripped her of clothes.

Nan Shiyu was in a daze, as if she heard a sentence:

"Since you don't want to sleep, then don't sleep tonight."

She moved her legs, but before she could make a move, she was crushed.

"Know, just don't cry."