Seeing that Qiao Ran didn't carry her to the bathroom and she was really going to solve it on the bed, Wen Shimo quickly picked up Qiao Ran and ran to the bathroom.
"I don't want to sit on the toilet, I want to pee..."
Wen Shimo: "..."
After hearing this, Wen Shimo could no longer control his temper and pushed Qiao Ran hard onto the toilet.
"If you don't fall in love, you won't fall in love."
"You can do it by yourself, why are you so fierce, you big bad guy!" Qiao Ran complained while taking off his clothes while sitting on the toilet.
Seeing this, Wen Shimo quickly turned around and closed the door.
After this crazy woman got drunk, she really didn't treat him as an outsider.
When Wen Shimo walked out of the bathroom, he felt that his body was very hot. He pulled the tie around his neck and unbuttoned two buttons to let some air flow.
After three years of marriage, even if she drank, it was just a small drink. He had never seen her drunk.
I didn't expect that her drunken behavior would be so abnormal and mentally retarded.
But when you combine the crisp and neat movements when rescuing patients and the sharp and stylish eyes when hunting tigers with the woman in front of you who is mentally retarded after being drunk, you will find that she is indescribably cute after being drunk.
If during the three years of marriage, she showed him the real him, such a smart, lovely and heroic woman, would he still ignore her like nothing for three years?
No, she will never show her true side to him.
Because she married him to use him to take revenge on Xu Xueman and let Xu Xueman taste the pain of having her daughter taken away from her husband.
How could she show the real her and make him change his attitude towards her?
Thinking of this, Wen Shimo felt irritated and stuffy again, so he opened the window, lit a cigarette and started smoking.
It's just that tonight's tobacco seems to have become extraordinarily light, and smoking it one after another can't relieve the irritability and blockage in his heart.
"Boom..." There was a sound of banging on the door, and Wen Shimo turned around. The scene in front of him made his body tense instantly.
I saw Qiao Ran wrapped in a knee-length white bath towel, revealing her shoulders as white as snow and her beautifully contoured collarbones. Under the bath towel was a pair of slender and well-proportioned legs, and her white feet without shoes stepped on the white carpet.
superior.
A head of cold brown waist-length hair is draped behind her back, with crystal water droplets falling from the hair. A pair of watery eyes with a light that is not stained by the world, innocently looking at Wen Shimo, a pure and beautiful image
The elves left behind in the world are amazing.
It's just that simplicity, exuding indescribable charm and charm, pure and lustful appearance, which makes people feel uncontrollably distracted.
"Brother Amo, why are you smoking in the room? Smoking in the room is bad for sleep, so put it out quickly." Qiao Ran said and walked briskly to Wen Shimo, took the cigarette in his hand, and put it out on the round table beside him.
In the ashtray above.
Wen Shimo didn't resist when his cigarette was taken away, because Qiao Ran's words "Brother Amo" made him petrified on the spot, and he forgot to react until his waist was surrounded by a touch of softness, and his nose was filled with a woman's unique fragrance.
Qiao Ran hugged Wen Shimo tightly, buried her head on his chest, and greedily smelled the scent that belonged to him.
Only in a dream could she call him 'Brother Amo' so brazenly and do whatever she wanted to him without worrying about looking at him with a cold, sharp gaze.
The woman hugged him so tightly that Wen Shimo's heart beat so fast that it almost burst out of his throat.
"You, you, what did you call me?" Wen Shimo's low, hoarse and magnetic voice sounded in the quiet room, like the sound of a cello in the dark night, moving and sultry.
"Brother Amo, you are my brother Amo!"
Qiao Ran raised his head from the man's arms, smiled brightly, and looked at Wen Shimo lovingly.
Her smile was so bright and her eyes were so thoughtful, it made Wen Shimo feel like a dream.
Whether it was during the three years of marriage or after the divorce, she had never looked at him with such a bright and dazzling smile.
Qiao Ran looked at Wen Shimo's face with perfect lines, like the most perfect work of art in the hands of God. When Wen Shimo was stunned, he stood up on tiptoes and kissed his crimson and sexy thin lips.
She carefully explored with her eyes closed, released the tenderness between her lips and teeth with utmost gentleness, and enjoyed the pleasure brought to her by the person in her dream.
In the drunken Qiao Ran's consciousness, all this happened in a dream.
In her dream, she could do anything to her beloved Wen Shimo.
In her dream, she didn't have to worry about him being indifferent to her or having a bad look towards her.
Even if there was, she would pinch herself hard to wake herself up from his cold eyes.
If one doesn't work, use two.
So even though she was very young in the kiss, she was still very involved, as if she wanted to release all the tenderness she had suppressed deep in her heart.
The moment the woman's soft and elastic lips fell on Wen Shimo's lips, the sweetness unique to women spread between Wen Shimo's lips, and the memory of that night also spread from the limbs and bones to the whole body.
Wen Shimo, who was kissed so passionately by Qiao Ran, couldn't help but hugged Qiao Ran's slender waist, moved his big palms over her delicate and silky skin, and responded passionately to her young kiss.
Unknowingly, the fiery kiss brought the two of them to the soft big bed. Under the fierce kiss, at the moment when the last line of defense was about to suddenly appear, Wen Shimo was pushed down on the soft bed by a strong force.
on the carpet.
"No, no, we have divorced. You will be my brother-in-law soon. Even in my dream, I cannot violate you. You will disappear soon."
Qiao Ran, whose face was red from the kiss, opened a pair of bright and innocent eyes and waved to Wen Shimo to chase him away.
"Eh? Why don't you leave today? If you don't leave, then I'll go to sleep. When I sleep, there will be nothing." Qiao Ran said, hugging the quilt like an octopus, closing his eyes and falling asleep.
Qiao Ran was really drunk. She was tired and sleepy at two o'clock in the morning. After closing her eyes, she fell into a sweet sleep.
Seeing Qiao Ran closing his eyes, his breathing soon became steady and he fell into a deep sleep.
Wen Shimo, who was still panting from the passionate kiss, saw this scene, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a self-deprecating arc.
It's true that she changed into a different person just now and was as passionate as fire. In her heart, it was just a dream she had.
A sense of loss surged through my heart, as if I had been splashed with cold water for a moment, which was even more disappointing than the feeling of being suddenly pushed away when I was about to snatch away the fire.
Wait, she said she couldn't violate him in her dream.
Does this mean she often violates him in his dreams?
Her words, 'We have divorced, and you will soon be my brother-in-law.' came to mind. Wen Shimo's expression immediately became serious, and his deep eyes were as thick as splashed ink.
…
After Qiao Ran woke up, he only felt a splitting headache, a familiar hangover syndrome.
Opening his eyes and looking at the luxuriously decorated bedroom in front of him, which looked like a hotel room, Qiao Ran tried hard to recall everything from yesterday.
But no matter what she thought, the only memory in her mind was the scene of Wen Shimo stuffing her into the passenger seat in a domineering manner and saying he would take her home. She couldn't remember anything else after that.
Didn't Wen Shimo say he would send her home?
Why did you send her back to the hotel again?
Qiao Ran, who was now conscious, realized that he was lying naked on the quilt, and his heart suddenly felt cold.
She arrogantly admitted to him yesterday that she had teased Song Wanqing. Could it be that in order to avenge Song Wanqing, he found someone to do something to her while she was drunk?
If she really did something, even if she was drunk and couldn't remember it, her body would still remember it, and her body would feel nothing except the pain of a hangover.
Also, no matter how bastard Wen Shimo is, he will not let others do anything to his ex-wife.
Otherwise, she would not have posted the video online to clarify that she was not raped by Wu Qing.
Qiao Ran sat up and saw a big bag of the hot luxury brand on the bedside.
When I opened it, I found a complete set of clothes and shoes inside, including a hat, scarf, and gloves.
Wen Shimo bought these for her?
Did he suddenly have a conscience?
After three years of marriage, I did not receive a pair of socks from him. Unexpectedly, after the divorce, he gave her a pair of socks from the inside out, from head to toe.
Qiao Ran didn't show any pretense. After washing himself, he put on all the things Wen Shimo gave him.
It snowed heavily yesterday and it must be very cold outside today.
Not to mention, not only is the size just right, but it also looks good, especially the furry collar of the woolen coat, which is very warm when nestled in the neck.
I walked to the window, opened the curtains, and saw a world covered in silver outside.
The snow in Anseong seems to have come very early this year.
It has just entered November and it has snowed so much for the first time.
When he turned to leave, Qiao Ran saw a dozen cigarette butts in the ashtray on the table.
It's the brand that Wen Shimo smokes.
Did he sit here and smoke so much last night?
After three years of marriage, she cleaned Wen Shimo's study every day and found at most two cigarette butts in the ashtray.
He is not an intemperate smoker. What was the reason for smoking so much last night?
Qiao Ran didn't speculate too much. No matter what bothered Wen Shimo, it had nothing to do with her.
As soon as I walked out of the hotel, I clearly felt two different worlds.
It's really too cold outside.
No matter how cold it is, there are still many people walking on the snow and running on the busy road.
Because if you live one day, you have to work hard for one day.