Chapter 149 Follow me
Chapter 149 Follow me
What kind of woman Nian Zhi is, although he has only known her for a short time, he is very aware of her little temper.
No matter who she is, everything would scare her like this. Look at the clothes she is wearing. The zipper of the skirt around her waist has been halfway unzipped. Ye Jinglan's pants are also baggy. You can guess it with your toes. Guess what happened just now.
Song Wenjing took off her suit smoothly and gently put it on Nian Zhi's body.
Feeling Nian Zhi's body tremble, his heart, for some reason, became a little softer, "It's okay, don't be afraid."
The large suit covered her petite body. Nian Zhi was still standing in front of his chest. Because his suit was blocked behind her, she could only feel one thing at the moment - peace of mind.
Her whole body was enveloped by the aura of this man. His breathing, rising and falling, was also in her ears. He had a faint smell of tobacco, but it was not unpleasant at all... Nian Zhi suddenly felt like being... Filled with some tenderness, her heart skipped a beat, and there was really an impulse clamoring in her body. She subconsciously tightened her grip on his suit, and actually nodded.
Song Wenjing was very satisfied. She looked so obedient in front of him now, including the way she trusted him wholeheartedly just now...
He stretched out his hand, his movements not too ambiguous, but not allowing anyone to ignore it. He squeezed her hand, gently pulled her behind him.
Nian Zhi knew that she could not run towards Song Wenjing at this time. This would undoubtedly expose the whole matter to the public. Anyone who saw this ambiguous behavior, let alone Ye Jinglan, would suspect her and Song Wenjing. The relationship between.
But what else can be done?
She didn't want Ye Jinglan to trample on her. There was only one road before her, and there was only one Song Wenjing...
Be selfish, just be selfish. She didn't dare to think about anything. The future... was also confusing for her, but she knew that at least she must avoid Ye Jinglan now.
Ye Jinglan was so angry that his lungs almost exploded when he saw Song Wenjing defending Nian Zhi in such a big way.
I had originally suspected that there was something going on between these two people. I just saw them sitting in the car through the floor-to-ceiling window of the room. They looked so intimate, like a married woman would do to her husband's biological brother. What does it look like?
It turned out that she had really made a cuckold for herself, and she was just waiting for him, the enemy, to wear it!
Anger and unwillingness fiercely stimulated Ye Jinglan's remaining rationality.
No man would be willing to look at his wife and have anything to do with other men, even if he hypnotized himself over and over again that this wife was just a decoration, and he never bothered to look at her again...
"Let her go, Song Wenjing, you can't understand people?" He suppressed the anger in his throat, and every word was cold.
Song Wenjing held one hand behind his back, but held Nian Zhi's hand tightly. In response to Ye Jinglan's anger, he still looked calm, "I understand."
He said, his deep and deep voice revealed the calmness and restraint that belongs to Song Wenjing, and he said seriously: "But probably because I grew up in England, I am considered a more gentlemanly man. When a woman jumps in panic When she approached me, I could see that she needed my help, and at this time, I would not turn her away."
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Ye Jinglan felt that this Song Wenjing was just playing tricks on him!
After saying so many nonsense, wasn't he just telling himself - he wanted to help this woman?
He frowned, with overwhelming anger on his face, and what he said was naturally even more extreme, "You* talk to me about gentlemanliness? Song Wenjing, are you sorry? This is the Ye family, and the woman behind you is my wife, Ye Jinglan. , I want to have sex with her, but do I need your gentlemanly degree to save her?"
Nian Zhi's face turned pale, and the hand held by Song Wenjing froze.
Ye Jinglan's words were so unpleasant that Song Wenjing felt her unnaturalness, and held her hand even harder. The warmth conveyed to her by the palm slowly calmed her impetuous heart.
"But what I saw was that she didn't want to."
Song Wenjing raised her eyebrows, still unmoved, "If a woman doesn't want to and you force her, your behavior is no different from rape."
The more calm he became, the angrier Ye Jinglan became.
If you want to touch your own wife and your half-brother stands in front of you and accuses you of rape, no one can calm down.
Ye Jinglan was even more temperamental, squeezing his hands at his side fiercely, and his handsome face was filled with anger that was even more distorted because of the forbearance.
He was so angry that he sneered, "Rape? Why didn't you add two words - within marriage?"
"You know, it's best if you marry her and become her husband."
Song Wenjing pulled Nian Zhizhi and asked her to stand side by side with him. He stretched out his hand and pointed his slender fingers at Ye Jinglan's sexy collarbone. There was an obvious mark there, which was clearly left after love. Song Wenjing smiled, There was disdain in the corners of his eyes and brows: "Should you clean yourself up first? Even if you don't eat secretly or eat blatantly, you must remember to wipe your mouth. Look at yourself, and then tell others that a certain woman is Your wife. In this world, everything is relative. You can’t give others respect, and you still expect others to give you face? "
"Just because this is the Ye family, is it possible that you still hope to kill someone? Do you think this woman is one of those women you play with outside?"
Song Wenjing frowned, her eyes were solemn, and although every word was harsh and humiliating, it was not unreasonable, "Don't say I didn't remind you, there are some things that you need to use your brain before doing it!"
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Ye Jinglan's face turned even worse at Song Wenjing's words. He almost rolled up his sleeves and rushed to fight. However, Song Wenjing didn't bother to look at him anymore. She lowered her eyes and looked at the pale woman standing next to him. Asked softly: "Do you want to come with me?"
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