Jing Lan was shocked by this ridiculous thought and broke into a cold sweat.
He looked away and looked outside the apartment.
But soon, he couldn't help but turn his eyes to Chuzheng.
Jinglan's brows gradually wrinkled, and there was a faint flash of restlessness in his azure blue eyes. He grabbed a bottle of wine from the side and drank it slowly.
It was obviously cold wine, but at this moment he felt it was scorching hot.
-
When Chuzheng got up, it was already dark outside.
She was still lying on Jinglan's lap, Jinglan was leaning against the sofa, her eyes were slightly closed, one hand was casually placed on the armrest of the sofa, and the other was placed on her waist.
Chuzheng stared at him for a few seconds, then sat up slowly.
Jinglan opened her eyes, her azure blue eyes were clear: "Awake?"
Chuzheng propped up on the sofa: "Teacher."
Jinglan: "…"
The two of them were both on the sofa, and the posture at this time was really ambiguous and intimate.
Chuzheng's teacher called Jinglan in a trance, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.
When Chuzheng came over to kiss her, Jinglan didn't avoid her, she opened her eyes and met hers.
The skin under the clothes cooled slightly, and Jinglan woke up instantly. He stepped back and held Chuzheng's hand.
Chuzheng's palm was against the skin of his waist, Jinglan pulled her hand out, supported Chuzheng's shoulder, and got off the sofa: "I'm going to warm you up, you eat some first."
Chuzheng leaned back, hugged the pillow with both hands, and stared at Jinglan's fleeing back without any waves.
My good guy card.
Why not kiss and touch.
unhappy.
The pillow in Chuzheng's arms slowly changed shape.
-
Wen Qing looked for Chuzheng everywhere, and finally found out Chuzheng's whereabouts, but it turned out that it was Jinglan who opened the door for him.
Wen Qing almost thought he was in the wrong place.
Take a closer look at the door number.
That's right, it's here.
So here comes the question...
Why is Jinglan here!
"Why is Mr. Jing here?"
"Where I live." Jing Lan said in a bad tone, "Who are you looking for?"
"… "
Very good, why does Jinglan live with his sister! !
Wen Qing took a deep breath: "Is Chu Zheng there? I'll find her..."
Jinglan wanted to say she wasn't there, but he swallowed it back, took a few breaths, and said something thought provoking: "She's sleeping."
The Wen family had spoken to Chuzheng last time, he remembered.
All found here now...
Wen Qing: "…"
The amount of information is a bit large.
I have to slow down.
I hope grandma doesn't get too angry when she finds out about it.
"Can I go in?" Wen Qing asked politely.
Jinglan doesn't like others entering his private space, let alone someone who has no clear relationship with Chuzheng.
He was silent for a while and let Wen Qing come in.
"Welcome, distinguished guest."
The robot has returned to normal, standing by to say hello.
Jinglan kicked the robot irritably, what is welcome
The robot immediately shut up, turned and slid away.
Wen Qing: "…"
Jinglan didn't intend to understand it, didn't say hello to him, didn't even pour a glass of water, and sat in the corner drinking by himself.
"Mr. Jing, why does Chuzheng live here with you?"
Jinglan's tone was not very good: "Is it related to you?"
"… "
Not now, but maybe soon.
The two of them sat separately, neither of them said anything, and the atmosphere was so embarrassing that it froze.
Just when Wen Qing was about to sit down, the door of the room opened and Chu Zheng came out.
Wen Qing came to Chuzheng to talk about her life experience.
"Go out and talk."
Wen Qing also felt uncomfortable staying here. Chu Zheng said so, of course he readily agreed.
Wen Qing first showed Chuzheng the genetic identification, and then told her what happened before.
Chuzheng didn't show any surprises, which made Wen Qing convinced that she knew everything.
"Where's Xie Wanwan?"
"It's now in the Department of Justice, stealing an identity chip is a felony, and we're waiting for the outcome of the review."
Chuzheng nodded.
Wen Qing pondered the words: "Chuzheng, I know you may not want to go back to Wen's house, but I hope you can give us a chance, grandma really wants to see you."
After Wen Qing finished speaking, he secretly broke into a cold sweat.
If he hadn't stopped him today, Mrs. Wen would have come by herself.
Wen Qing was also glad that Mrs. Wen was not with him.
If you see this...
Chuzheng didn't answer immediately.
The Wen family was originally the family of the original owner. In the plot, they were deceived by Xie Wanwan, and it was not Xie Wanwan who loved them, but the granddaughter of the Wen family.
"I will be with Jinglan." Chuzheng said slowly.
Wen Qing was stunned, probably didn't expect Chu Zheng to be so straightforward.
The subtext is that she wants to go back, but she must agree to be with Jinglan.
Jinglan…
Jinglan is a trouble.
Chuzheng knew that Wen Qing could not be the master alone: "You can go back and discuss it, don't force it."
-
Wen Qing returned to Wen's house with Chuzheng's words.
Mrs. Wen didn't even think about it: "What to discuss, agree, you can bring her back."
Mrs. Wen regretted it badly. If she hadn't opposed her younger son, how could her granddaughter be living outside.
Some people will become more stubborn when they get old and will not reflect on their mistakes.
But Mrs. Wen is the kind of person who can reflect. She has lost a son and does not want to lose her granddaughter.
"Mom, this Jinglan..."
Mrs. Wen: "What's the matter? Are we the Wen family afraid that we won't be able to support them? We don't need him to do anything in the future, just be nice to my granddaughter, as long as my granddaughter is happy!"
"… "
Father Wen and Wen Qing looked at each other.
The older Madam Wen got, the more childish she became.
But that sentence is true.
Wen Jia can afford them.
-
When Chuzheng returned to the apartment, Jinglan stood at the door like a doorman.
When Chuzheng opened the door, he saw him and almost bumped into him.
"Why don't you turn on the lights, what are you doing standing here?" Scared people to death!
Chuzheng was about to turn on the light, but was stopped by Jinglan and pushed Chuzheng against the door.
He lowered his head, his hair swept across Chuzheng's cheek, and his breath fell on her neck: "What does Wen Qing have to do with you?"
"Brother by blood."
"???"
Jinglan frowned, only the outline of the girl could be vaguely seen in the darkness: "Aren't you surnamed Chu?"
Jinglan didn't know about this, so naturally he didn't know the relationship between Chuzheng and the Wen family.
"Well." Chu Zheng raised his hand calmly and hooked Jinglan's neck: "Who said I can't have another surname."
After all, my surname is Hai!
The weight on Jinglan's neck made him feel that his posture with Chuzheng was too close.
So close you can even feel each other's breath.
Jinglan let go of Chuzheng and hurriedly backed away: "Even if it's your brother, you shouldn't be back so late. Remember to eat, I'll go to bed first."
The first kite player failed.
She glanced at the time blankly.
Nine o'clock sharp.
Where is it late
Am I and the Good Man Card belong to the same world
There is still a good person card going to bed at nine o'clock, what are you kidding