"I know better than anyone else, Nini!" Wen Jinyang sighed, kissed her lips deeply, and carried her to the bed.
She did not refuse, she let him take off their clothes and let him kiss her over and over again. Her body was trembling and she could feel the joy, but her heart was cold. His words,
It didn't comfort her in the slightest.
Disappointment? Despair? All of them, and the other thing was the chill in her heart. She discovered that she actually had no way of being the woman behind him.
Wen Jinyang also felt her distraction, so he worked hard to please her. He didn't let go of every inch of her body and kissed her softest part. He felt her body tremble.
His head was buried between her legs, but when he lifted her up after her orgasm, he saw her tears.
Suddenly, it was as if millions of hands were squeezing his heart, and he couldn't breathe at all.
He stood up and kissed her, passing her taste on to her. He shared it with her, lingered together, and then entered deeply.
She twisted her body uneasily, but he held her face and pushed in hard. She screamed, and he swallowed all her breath into his lips.
"Nini, do you feel good?"
She only felt that her eyes were blank, and she still felt aggrieved inexplicably. He asked her if she felt good, she was not! No! No! Very bad!
Wen Jinyang continued to rub slowly, bringing out her feelings, and kissed her lips again. His kiss was gentle and lingering, and he just wanted to slowly taste every inch of her lips.
She finally wrapped her arms around his neck. His body temperature was too high, and his body was so hot. Whether it was the tip of his tongue in her lips or the huge presence of her body, the heat made her pores open.
.
Unconsciously, she wrapped her legs around his waist, almost telling him that he could let go.
As if he had received an amnesty order, Wen Jinyang began to thrust forward, one after another, each thrust was so fierce and heavy that he really wanted to swallow her in his stomach.
She was really tortured by him, and she changed countless positions, as if she was trying to do her best.
She was so tortured that she couldn't even open her eyes, and he was still working hard on her.
She kept hearing him calling her name, and she fell asleep with her own name in mind.
When she woke up, it was already dawn. She was fresh and dressed in pajamas, but her waist and legs were really sore and uncomfortable.
She groaned and heard Wen Jinyang calling her.
She opened her eyes and saw him dressed and sitting by the bed.
"Nini, you're awake."
She was unable to respond, and was still in the sleeping position, looking away blankly.
"The little tiger has woken up. I bought breakfast and fed him milk powder." Wen Jinyang lowered his head and wanted to kiss her face, but she dodged him.
She sat up and saw that he was well-dressed. Her sharp eyes also saw a gift bag placed by the wardrobe. She suddenly felt cold and didn't want to look at him.
"I'm leaving. If you don't want to call me if something happens, just call Duan Zhian." Wen Jinyang did not forget to tell him.
"..." She didn't know whether she heard it or not, but she didn't respond anyway.
Wen Jinyang sighed in his heart and wanted to kiss her again, but she dodged him. He no longer forced himself and had no choice but to take the salute and go out.
His series of movements were actually very slow, but she sat motionless, not even looking at him.
Until she heard the sound of the door closing, she sat in silence for a long time without moving.
Until he struggled to support his waist and went out, he saw his son playing with his little duck and balls on the ground. Hearing the sound, the son turned around and saw her, grinned, got up and walked towards her tremblingly, and then hugged her
up her legs.
"Well!"
Just like that, her eyes filled with tears. She hugged her son, kissed his little face, and saw her son smiling, and suddenly she felt that everything was unimportant.
She has her son, she has her little tiger, and nothing else really matters. As long as her son is by her side, she is not afraid of anything.
After having breakfast and playing with her son for a while, she started to work, but immediately received a call.
When she saw the call, it was Sister Zheng.
After hesitating for a few seconds, she answered the phone.
"Sister Zheng."
"Wanwan, can you go to the airport now?"
"What's wrong?"
"Anna is leaving soon and she wants to see you."
Mu Wan was silent. She had not forgotten that Anna had a relationship with Meng Susu, and she did not think it was necessary to meet.
"Wanwan, are you listening?"
"Sister Zheng, why don't you give it up? If I think about it again, I won't read her book."
"Wanwan, we can't be like this, right? This is work. You said before that you like this book very much. I will go with you, and Anna said that Meng Susu and the others have already left, and she still has one and a half hours to log in.
I'll talk to you for an hour." Sister Zheng said hurriedly when she heard what she said.
Mu Wan thought about it and realized that it was indeed a job, and this job was very important to her now. She wanted to raise her son, so she had to work. And this job happened to be the most suitable job for her right now.
"Oh well."
"Then I'll wait for you at the door of your residence." Sister Zheng already knew that she now lives in the military quarters.
"good."
She changed her clothes and put on a thicker coat for her son before going out.
When she came out of the gate of the military area, she saw Sister Zheng waiting for Feng in a car not far away. She took her son and drove over and got in the car.
"I sent the English work you wrote for the interview to her email and showed it to her." Sister Zheng explained while driving, "She wants to see you."
Mu Wan didn't answer, just meet him once, she might not eat him.
All the way to the airport, Anna and her assistant were waiting in the VIP room. When they appeared at the door, Anna stood up with a smile.
"Hello, Miss Mu." Anna was quite surprised when she saw the little tiger she was holding, "Is this your child?"
"Yes." Mu Wan nodded.
"So cute." This little appearance is almost the same as Yang's. At first glance, he is Yang's child.
"Thanks."
"Come and sit here? Do you want anything to drink?"
"No, Anna, just say what you have to say!" She didn't like such greetings, and they weren't that familiar, were they?
"Okay! I think you may have misunderstood me, so I need to explain."
"Actually, it's not necessary." They are not familiar with each other, and they are not friends. They are just related by a book.
"Yes. I am here by invitation. She and I used to be fellow patients in the United States. We have both experienced life-and-death hardships, and we both admire the other's courage to survive, so we became friends."
Mu Wan still had a cold expression, she was actually not interested in their story at all.