In the guest room of Shi Jinglan's apartment, there was only a small night light by the bed. Wen Tong brushed his freshly dried hair, half leaned on the bed, and sighed somewhat annoyed.
Shi Jinglan is simply a workaholic, who would go to the study and work overtime immediately after returning home after watching the concert in the early hours of New Year's Eve
Just now after Wen Tong took a shower, blew his hair and sat in the room waiting for him to wait until he didn't see Shi Jinglan's figure, he couldn't help but go to the study room with the lights on, and asked her with vague expectations and hints: "Aren't you going to bed yet?" ?”
Shi Jinglan got distracted from work, raised her eyes and glanced at Wen Tong, a beautiful woman out of the bath, who was beautiful and delicious, and answered her unmoved: "Go to bed first, everything in the guest room is complete, I have some work to do Hurry up."
Wen Tong didn't know if her surprise and disappointment were so obvious instinctively that in the next second, she could clearly see the meaning of playfulness in Shi Jinglan's amber eyes. Wen Tong calmed down in an instant, withdrew all the emotions that were revealed, put on a generous and indifferent expression, and responded to her calmly: "Okay, then I'll go to bed, good night." After finishing speaking, she turned around Standing up, he hurriedly walked out of the study.
Wen Tong twisted the quilt, touched his forehead and regretted: Why on earth did he follow Shi Jinglan upstairs again? ! And why are you still dreaming about something? ! Obviously, it's not like he hasn't been a vegetarian before, so why can't he control it after eating meat twice with Shi Jinglan? !
With a "crash", Wen Tong fell down angrily and prepared to sleep peacefully. She warned herself secretly in her heart: For a person like Shi Jinglan who is rumored to have countless bed partners every time, it is ridiculous that she can't tell the difference between an invitation or a refusal, isn't it
It's ridiculous that she has been out of the society for so many years, and there are times when she can't tell the difference. Get up early tomorrow, leave early, and don't come back again in the future.
However, not even two seconds after she lay down, there was a slight and rhythmic knock on the door. Then, it was Shi Jinglan's low and magnetic voice: "Are you asleep?"
Wen Tong frowned and stared at the door of the room, clutching the quilt on his body with both hands, only listening to the sound, he swallowed involuntarily. I have to admit that Shi Jinglan's voice suits her taste very well. Especially, when you are in love...
No, Shi Jinglan didn't know what he was thinking again. She made up her mind to forget it, or pretended she didn't hear it? Wen Tong thought rationally.
After waiting for a long time for her response, there was silence outside the door. Wen Tong was inexplicably disappointed, thinking that Shi Jinglan had left.
The next second, the door was opened directly.
With the help of the dim light, Wen Tong could see the woman let go of her coiled hair, her long hair falling beautifully on her shoulders, wearing a thin nightgown, outlining a beautiful silhouette in the night. She stood quietly at the door, accurately caught her gaze in the dimness, and met her eyes.
"You haven't slept yet." This is an affirmative sentence.
Wen Tong had no choice but to sit up a little, and responded to her coldly: "I was going to sleep soon. What's the matter?"
Shi Jinglan let out a faint chuckle, pushed open the door and walked in. She sat on the edge of the bed and lifted a corner of Wen Tong's quilt, looked down at her calmly and said calmly: "My quilt is a little cold, is your quilt warm?"
The thin pajamas outline Shi Jinglan's exquisite figure faintly, and Wen Tong can even see that Shi Jinglan's pajamas are in a vacuum state.
Her throat slipped, and she squeezed her hands hidden under the quilt slightly, closed her eyes and compromised: "Come in." Come into the quilt.
But Shi Jinglan seemed to have heard something unbelievable, with a slight smile on his lips. She stared at Wen Tong and repeated ambiguously: "Come in?" She went to bed leisurely, her straight and naked thighs stretched into the quilt, and her cold feet rubbed gently against Wen Tong's warm calves After a while, he leaned over and whispered in Wen Tong's ear: "En? Where does Manager Wen want me to go?" The tone was light and charming.
Wen Tong glanced in disbelief at Shi Jinglan who asked such lustful words with a serious expression, and the blood in his whole body boiled instantly. This pervert! Wen Tong suddenly sat up, turned around, sat on Shi Jinglan's legs, and pressed Shi Jinglan against the back of the bed.
"What are you going to do?" Shi Jinglan asked knowingly, staring at Wen Tong who was close at hand, her eyes were full of delicate smiles.
"Do things to warm you up." Wen Tong lowered his head, kissing the corner of her lips and replied softly. She slowly stretched her hands in from the corners of Shi Jinglan's skirt, playing with her slender waist seductively.
Everything was getting better and better, but Shi Jinglan's mobile phone placed beside the bed suddenly vibrated crazily. Shi Jinglan subconsciously turned his head to look at it, but Wen Tong nibbled at Shi Jinglan who was a little distracted, and demanded domineeringly: "Don't worry about it." At this time, it is usually a garbage call.
However, when she was a workaholic, Jinglan thought completely differently from her. The more unusual the time of the call, the more likely it is an urgent call. She avoided Wen Tong's lips and reached for the phone.
The caller displayed on the screen made her heart tighten.
Wen Tong was dissatisfied, and slyly bit the cutie in front of Shi Jinglan in revenge, and licked it softly after the bite. Shi Jinglan was caught off guard, and instinctively softly snorted softly. The next moment, she bit her lip to silence her voice, and pushed Wen Tong's head away in a gentle and helpless manner.
She was afraid that Wen Tong would make trouble, so she didn't care about the cold, so she got out of the bed naked and walked a few steps, and stopped to answer the phone when she reached a place that Wen Tong couldn't reach.
"It's me, Aunt Shi." A familiar female voice sounded on the other end of the phone, the girl's voice was always clear but now it was hoarse and tired.
Shi Jinglan tensed her voice unconsciously, and asked her: "I know, what's the matter?" Ever since Xia Zhijin and Shi Man got together, she hadn't received a call from Xia Zhijin for a long time.
The girl was silent on the other end of the phone for a moment before taking a deep breath and explaining in a hoarse voice. Shi Jinglan listened carefully, her red lips gradually pursed into a straight line.
Seeing that the call she answered was really important, Wen Tong was afraid that she would catch a cold if she was naked, so he took his coat from the bed, got out of bed and put it on for her.
After a while, Shi Jinglan hung up the phone. She gathered the coat on her body, turned her head and explained to Wen Tong with heavy eyes: "I have something to go out now, you go to sleep."
Now? Wen Tong was surprised, what time is it. She reached out to get the clothes, subconsciously said thoughtfully: "Where are you going? I'll take you there."
"No need." Shi Jinglan refused. I'm afraid Xia Zhijin wouldn't want to have another stranger witness at this embarrassing moment of showing weakness. But she couldn't bear to let Wen Tong stay up in the middle of the night and wait outside. "Go to sleep, I'll just drive there by myself." After finishing speaking, she strode out of the room without hesitation.
Really, very ruthless. Wen Tong licked his lips, looked at the direction where Shi Jinglan was leaving, and unconsciously let out a wry smile in frustration.
At midnight, Zhou Qin kept thinking about the details of how Xiao Wanqing and Lin Xian got along in the past. In her heart, there seemed to be two villains fighting crazily. One told her to believe the truth, and the other told her that it was impossible. Even though everything was telling her that it was very possible that the truth was true, she still couldn't help deceiving herself and thinking: No, they have known each other for so many years, Xiao Wanqing is not such a person, there must be some misunderstanding in the middle.
She couldn't wait for a moment, and rushed to Xiao Wanqing's door aggressively, but finally stopped at the moment when the key was about to be inserted into the keyhole.
What's the point of breaking in so silently in the middle of the night? They should all be asleep at this time, so what can she ask? Or, is she still going to open their door secretly? Zhou Qin's upbringing and rationality prevented her from doing such a thing.
She took back the key and held it tightly in her palm. Due to too much force, the key stuck in her palm and left a deep mark, but she didn't realize it. She took a deep breath, leaned against the anti-theft door, squatted down wearily, opened her eyes, and waited quietly at the door.
Lin Zhan called her twice, but she didn't answer, and only replied him with a text message: "I'll talk to you when I get back."
Every minute and every second seemed to be stretched infinitely. Zhou Qin prayed countless times in his heart, the sky will light up soon, or the nightmare will wake up soon. She didn't even dare to think deeply, if, if everything was true, then how embarrassing should she be.
She was the one who misled Lin Xian, and what she entrusted to her was not human. She handed over Lin Xian to Xiao Wanqing herself.
The sky finally brightened up slowly. At 7:30, Zhou Qin finally gritted his molars and opened the door with the key anxiously, and entered Xiao Wanqing's house.
The house was quiet, and the people in the house were still sleeping like the city. Zhou Qin put the gift away in the living room, and immediately walked towards Lin Xian's bedroom lightly.
Walking into the aisle, with just one glance, she saw that Lin Xian's door was open... Zhou Qin's heart skipped a beat. As she expected, Lin Xian's bed was empty... Zhou Qin's heart was half cold.
Obviously, Lin Xian and Xiao Wanqing slept together.
It is not surprising that the same sex sleeps together, but Lin Xian has always been a relatively independent child, and it is a bit strange that he clings to his elders and sleeps together. Zhou Qin stabilized his mind and tried his best to comfort himself not to think too much.
However, this time, when she looked at Xiao Wanqing's home furnishings again with different eyes, she found that there were too many lovers' supplies in pairs, big and small.
Zhou Qin sat down on the sofa with a heavy heart, lowered his eyelids and was a little absent-minded. Inadvertently, she seemed to catch something from the corner of her eye, and she suddenly opened her eyes wide in disbelief.
Under the coffee table, there were two pieces of underwear scattered, one with more mature black lace and one with white—she went shopping with Lin Xian. For people like Xiao Wanqing who loves neatness and order, what kind of situation would cause their underwear to be scattered here and not put away, and even more so, what kind of situation would cause their two underwear to be left here together.
Zhou Qin didn't dare to think about it.
She turned her head to the side and saw a few small oblong pink packages thrown in the trash can, and she froze involuntarily. She squatted down, with trembling hands, and picked up a piece of finger cot package from the trash can. Seeing les written on it, Zhou Qin's whole body went limp, and his brain seemed to explode completely.
She could no longer care about the so-called upbringing and politeness, her face was livid, her lips were trembling, she turned around and rushed to Xiao Wanqing's bedroom, unscrewed Xiao Wanqing's doorknob, and pushed it open door.
Because the door opened and closed too far, it hit the wall directly and made a loud bang.
Last night, Lin Xian made a fuss contentedly until midnight before letting Xiao Wanqing go. At this moment, both of them were still sleeping soundly. When they heard a loud noise, they were frightened. They both shook their bodies reflexively and woke up instantly.
"What's wrong?" Lin Xian asked in confusion, is she dreaming
Xiao Wanqing was held in Lin Xian's arms, just woke up, and the whole person was in a daze. She shook her head, subconsciously broke free from Lin Xian's arms, and sat up to see what was going on.
The nightdress was of a suspender style. As she got up, her shoulders and most of the skin in front of her body were exposed to the air, and the traces of ambiguity on her body were shocking.
There is no way to fool yourself anymore. Standing by the door, Zhou Qin saw their ambiguous sleeping postures and the hickey marks on Xiao Wanqing's body, his blood rushed to the top of his head, his head was buzzing, and his eyes were about to burst.
Xiao Wanqing touched her forehead, and as soon as she sat up, she suddenly saw Zhou Qin who was looking at them in disbelief from the diagonally opposite door. In an instant, her blood faded from panic, and her face was as pale as paper.
Zhou Qin shook his body, glared at Xiao Wanqing angrily, approached them step by step with difficulty, and gritted his teeth in a trembling voice: "You are fine... very good. Xiao Wanqing, is this how you help me take care of my daughter?! "
Lin Xian was still acting like a baby while hugging Xiao Wanqing's waist, but when she heard the sound, she froze for a moment, and belatedly bounced off the bed. Seeing who was coming, she panicked and shouted: "Mom?! Why are you here?!"
Xiao Wanqing pulled up the quilt reflexively, and stood in front of her in embarrassment. She opened her mouth and wanted to call Zhou Qin something, but when she saw Zhou Qin's ugly face, her throat seemed to be choked by something, and she lost her voice.
The red marks all over Xiao Wanqing's body and Lin Xian's body stimulated Zhou Qin's extremely fragile nerves after suffering all night. Her temples were throbbing, and she was almost out of breath.
She trusted Xiao Wanqing so much, and handed her daughter into her hands, how could she do this? ! Xianxian, how big is Xianxian? She clenched her fists and rattled, suddenly raised her hand high, and slapped Xiao Wanqing's delicate face with all her strength, and said sternly: "Xiao Wanqing, you are shameless!"