Seeing that Qiao Ran didn't carry her to the bathroom, she really wanted to solve the posture on the bed, Wen Shimo hurriedly picked up Qiao Ran and ran to the bathroom.

"I don't want to sit on the toilet, I'm going to pee ......"

Wen Shimo: "......"

Wen Shimo, who heard this, couldn't control the outburst of his temper anymore, and pressed Qiao Ran on the toilet heavily.

"If you can't fall in love, you can't pull it down."

"If you go on yourself, you will go on yourself, why are you so fierce, big villain!" Qiao Ran, who was sitting on the toilet, complained and took off his clothes.

Seeing this, Wen Shimo hurriedly turned around and closed the door.

When this crazy woman is drunk, she really doesn't treat him as an outsider.

Wen Shimo, who walked out of the bathroom, only felt that his body was hot, so he ripped off the tie around his neck and unbuttoned it to breathe.

After three years of marriage, even if she drank, she only had a drink, and he had never seen her drunk.

I didn't expect her drunken behavior to be so abnormally mentally retarded.

But combining the woman who acted neatly when rescuing the patient and had sharp eyes when fighting the tiger and the woman in front of her who was drunk and mentally handicapped to the point of being a little mentally retarded, she was drunk and unspeakably cute.

If in the past three years of marriage, she has shown him the real him, so smart, cute and heroic, will he still ignore her as air for three years?

No, she would never show him her true side.

Because she married him, she used him to take revenge on Xu Xueman, so that Xu Xueman could try the painful taste of her daughter being robbed of her husband.

How could he possibly show the real her and make him change his attitude towards her?

Thinking of this, Wen Shimo felt irritable and stuffy again, found the window, lit a cigarette and smoked.

It's just that tonight's tobacco seems to have become extraordinarily light, and one after another can't relieve the irritability and stuffiness in his heart.

"Knock ......" There was a knock on the door, Wen Shimo turned his head, and the scene in front of him made his body tense instantly.

I saw Qiao Ran wrapped in a knee-length white bath towel, revealing white shoulders and beautiful collarbones, under the bath towel was a pair of slender and well-proportioned legs, and the white feet without shoes stepped on the white carpet.

A pair of cold brown waist-length hair was draped behind him, drops of crystal water fell from the hair, and a pair of watery eyes with an unstained light looked at Wen Shimo innocently, simple and beautiful like an elf left in the world, which was amazing.

It's just that in that simplicity, it exudes indescribable charm and charm, pure and lustful appearance, which makes people look uncontrollable.

"Brother Amo, why do you smoke in the room, smoking in the room is not good for sleep, extinguish it." Qiao Ran walked briskly to Wen Shimo as he spoke, took the cigarette in his hand, and pressed it into the ashtray on the round table beside him.

Wen Shimo, who was robbed of his cigarettes, did not resist, because Qiao Ran's sentence of 'Brother Amo' made him petrify on the spot and forget his reaction, until his waist was surrounded by a touch of softness, and his nose was filled with a woman's unique exclusive fragrance.

Qiao Ran hugged Wen Shimo tightly, buried his head in his chest, and greedily smelled the smell that belonged to him.

It was only in her dreams that she could call him 'Brother Amo' so unscrupulously, do whatever she wanted to him, and don't have to worry about looking at him like a sharp blade without warm eyes.

The woman hugged him so tightly that Wen Shimo's heart was about to rush out of his throat.

"You, you, what do you call me?" Wen Shimo's low, hoarse and magnetic voice sounded in the quiet room, like a cello in the dark night, moving and sultry.

"Brother Amo, you are my brother Amo!"

Qiao Ran raised his head from the man's arms, smiled brightly, and looked at Wen Shimo with affection.

Her smile was too bright, and her gaze was too slender, which made Wen Shimo feel like a dream.

Whether it was three years of marriage or after the divorce, she had never looked at him with such a bright and dazzling smile.

Qiao Ran looked at Wen Shimo's face with perfect lines, like the most perfect work of art in God's hands, and when Wen Shimo was stunned, he stood on tiptoe and kissed his thin crimson sexy lips.

Carefully exploring with her eyes closed, she released her tenderness between her lips and teeth with great tenderness, and enjoyed the pleasure brought to her by the person in her dreams.

In the drunken Qiao Ran's consciousness, all this happened in a dream.

In her dreams, she could do anything to her beloved Wen Shimo.

In the dream, she didn't have to worry that he would be indifferent to her and not have a good face for her.

Even if she had, she would pinch herself hard to sober herself up from his indifferent eyes.

If one doesn't work, then pinch two.

So even though she kissed very young, she was still very devoted, as if she wanted to release all the tenderness she had suppressed in the depths of her heart.

The moment the woman's soft lips fell on Wen Shimo's lips, the sweetness that belonged to the woman spread out between Wen Shimo's lips, and the memory of that night also spread from the limbs to the whole body.

Wen Shimo, who was kissed so passionately by Qiao Ran, couldn't help hugging Qiao Ran's slender waist, his big palm roaming over her delicate and silky skin, and enthusiastically responding to her green kiss.

Unconsciously, that fiery kiss brought the two to the soft big bed, and under a stormy kiss, at the moment when they were about to suddenly last line of defense, Wen Shimo was pushed down on the soft carpet by a strong force.

"No, no, no, we are already divorced, you will soon be my brother-in-law, even if it is in a dream, I can't violate you, you will disappear soon."

Qiao Ran, whose face was kissed red, opened a pair of bright and innocent big eyes, and waved at Wen Shimo to drive people away.

"Huh? Why aren't you leaving today? If you don't go, then I'll sleep, and when I fall asleep, there will be nothing. Qiao Ran said as he hugged the quilt like an octopus, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Qiao Ran was really drunk, she was tired and sleepy at two o'clock in the morning, and after closing her eyes, she really fell asleep sweetly.

Seeing Qiao Ran with his eyes closed, his breathing quickly became steady and he fell into a deep sleep.

Wen Shimo, who was still panting for breath because of the hot kiss, saw this picture, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a self-deprecating arc.

Dare to love just now she changed into a person, like enthusiasm, in her heart is just a dream she had.

There is a sense of loss in the heart that has been splashed with cold water in an instant, which is more frustrating than the unfinished feeling of being suddenly pushed away by the fire that is about to be snatched away.

Wait, she said she couldn't violate him in her dreams.

Does this mean that she often violated him in her dreams?

Her phrase came to mind: 'We're divorced, and you'll soon be my brother-in-law.' Wen Shimo's expression immediately became serious, and his deep eyes were as thick as splashing ink.

……

After Qiao Ran woke up, he only felt a splitting headache and the familiar sequelae of a hangover.

Opening his eyes and looking at the luxuriously decorated bedroom in front of him, which was a hotel room at a glance, Qiao Ran tried to recall everything from yesterday.

It's just that no matter what she thinks, the only memory in her mind is Wen Shimo's domineering action of stuffing her into the co-pilot, saying that she was sent home, and she doesn't remember anything behind.

Didn't Wen Shimo say to send her home?

Why did you send her back to the hotel again?

Qiao Ran, who was conscious at the moment, realized that he was lying in the quilt with nothing, and his heart suddenly felt cold.

She arrogantly admitted to him yesterday that she had played Song Wanqing in front of him, shouldn't he have done something to her while she was drunk in order to avenge Song Wanqing?

If she did do something, even if she was drunk and didn't remember, her body would have made memories, and her body didn't feel anything other than the pain of a hangover.

Also, no matter how muddy Wen Shimo is, he won't let others do anything to his ex-wife.

Otherwise, she would not have posted the video of her not being under Wu Qingqiang's unspoken rules to the Internet to clarify.

Qiao Ran sat up and saw a large bag of HOT luxury brands at the head of the bed.

When I opened it, I saw a complete set of clothes and shoes from the inside out, even hats, scarves and gloves.

These are all bought for her by Wen Shimo?

His conscience suddenly discovered?

After three years of marriage, I didn't receive a pair of socks he bought, but I didn't expect that after the divorce, I gave her all the stuff from the inside out, from head to toe.

Qiao Ran was not pretentious, and after washing it, he put on all the things sent by Wen Shimo.

It snowed heavily yesterday and it must be cold outside today.

Not to mention, not only is the size just right, but the appearance is not bad, especially the fluffy collar of the woolen coat, nested in the neck, is very warm.

Walk to the window, open the curtains, and see a world covered in silver outside.

This year, the snow in Anseong seems to have come a little early.

It's only November, and it's raining so thick for the first time.

When he turned around and was about to leave, Qiao Ran saw more than a dozen cigarette butts in the ashtray on the table.

It's the brand that Wen Shimo smoked.

He sat here smoking so much last night?

After three years of marriage, she cleaned Wen Shimo's study every day, and saw at most two cigarette butts in the ashtray.

He's not a person who smokes inmodestly, why did he smoke so much last night?

Qiao Ran didn't guess too much, no matter what Wen Shimo was worried about, it had nothing to do with her.

As soon as you step out of the hotel, you can clearly feel two different worlds.

It's too cold outside.

No matter how cold it is, there are still a lot of people walking on the snow on the road, running on the busy road.

Because to live for a day, you have to work for a day.