His kiss was like poison, making Song Wenxin unconsciously intoxicated by it...
Not long after... Song Wenxin collapsed into his arms, and no longer had the courage to reach out and push him.
At this moment, she suddenly felt a sense of panic.
She was afraid that she would never be able to leave this man again...
...
After some proof, when everything was quiet again.
Jiang Beihan got up energetically and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Song Wenxin rubbed her waist, wrapped herself in a quilt, picked up the clothes beside the bed, and got dressed.
If profiteers are divided into grades, Jiang Beihan must be the highest level of profiteers!
She put him to sleep because she was drunk, but because he refused to suffer, he actually got all the losses back, and he begged so hard!
Thinking about it, Song Wenxin couldn't help but stagnate when she put on her clothes...
Suddenly thought of one thing, if Jiang Beihan was really gay... he probably wouldn't want to touch her at all.
But... If he is not gay, then what are his affairs with Shangguan!
The day before yesterday... she heard them in the study... talking about something.
Thinking of this, Song Wenxin felt a little uncomfortable.
After much deliberation, she finally had only one answer.
That is, Jiang Beihan is bisexual!
This answer broke Song Wen's heart a little. She actually fell in love with a bisexual!
She went crazy and reached out to scratch her messy hair!
Just then, the bathroom door opened.
Song Wen was startled, subconsciously put on his clothes, and ran out of the bedroom.
When Jiang Beihan came out wearing a bath towel, Song Wenxin disappeared, including her clothes at the foot of the bed.
Jiang Beihan walked slowly to the bed and glanced at the pillow where Song Wenxin had just slept on. There were still two long hairs on it.
He reached out and pulled his hair back, a faint smile appeared on his stern face.
...
Song Wenxin left the bedroom, so he planned to find a place to hide first.
When she was trotting and was about to go downstairs, a burly figure happened to come up from downstairs.
At the corner, the two bumped into each other...
Song Wenxin rubbed his forehead that hurt from the impact, and just when he wanted to see who the other party was, a voice suddenly sounded.
"Miss Song?"
Song Wenxin raised her head, only to see the paralyzed Shangguan looking at her.
"Shang... Shangguan..." Seeing Shangguan, Song Wenxin gave a dry laugh, and immediately became embarrassed.
When she thought of how she overthrew Jiang Beihan last night and what happened this morning, she felt a bit like the mistress in a TV drama, and she didn't know how to face Shangguan...
"Are you okay?" Shangguan glanced at her blushing forehead and asked.
"No... haha, I'm fine, I'm fine!" Song Wenxin shook her head in denial.
"That's good." Shangguan nodded and strode away.
"That Shangguan..." She suddenly stopped him, wanting to say something.
She wondered if she should confess to him directly to alleviate the guilt in her heart...
"What's the matter?" Shangguan stopped and turned to look at her.
That paralyzed face... Song Wen's heart tightened when he saw it, and he immediately gave up the idea of confessing.
"It's nothing...hehe..." Song Wenxin smiled awkwardly, and then hurried downstairs.
Shangguan stood where he was, looking puzzled at Song Wenxin's leaving figure.