A shy look appeared on Brian's face: "In your words, you are so old that you are buried in the loess from the neck down. How can you still fall in love? Isn't it just a fool's errand?"
"Love has no age distinction. No matter whether you are eighteen, twenty-eight, thirty-eight, or sixty-eight years old, a woman hopes to start a romantic relationship with the person she loves."
"And you men are rational when it comes to relationships, especially after you become wives. Your dedication to them can easily become a habit, and you take everything your wife does for granted."
"I have gradually neglected to express my love for my wife, which makes my wife who has been neglected for a long time feel discouraged. No matter how rich you are and how glorious being your wife is, she would rather take care of flowers and plants all day long than stay by your side."
"You said Madam is stubborn. If you try to give her a little patience and gentleness, you will find that she gives you all her love." Qiao Ran's slow and moving whisper struck everyone's heart.
Wen Shimo's eyes, as if splashed with ink, fell on Qiao Ran's crimson and attractive cheeks, and the fingertips holding the wine glass turned slightly white.
Did she divorce him because she had been neglected and frustrated by him for a long time?
Brian looked at Qiao Ran with bright eyes: "Is what you said true?"
Qiao Ran smiled brightly: "If it's true, go back and take some time to verify it, don't you know?" As he spoke, he clinked Brian's glass and put the glass to his lips.
When Brian saw this, he quickly drank from the glass of wine.
The two of them drank the wine in their glasses at the same time, and Qiao Ran looked at Brian with a playful smile.
"Let me count and see how many seconds the uncle can hold on..."
"1...2...3..."
"This wine is really good. It's the best wine I've ever had."
"I want to fall in love, I want to fall in love..."
"Old woman, when I finish this work, I will..."
When Qiao Ran counted to 9, Brian, who was talking, suddenly fell down on the table.
"Uncle, you are so good at cooking, you can even count to ten..."
Before Qiao Ran finished speaking, he closed his eyes and slowly fell his head on the table.
Shen Mubai caught Qiao Ran's head in the palm of his hand in time, preventing her from hitting the table.
Tao Tao, who knew Brian's true identity, went all out today. In order to make Brian happy, he drank a lot all night. By now, he had already drunk and fell asleep on the table.
When Song Wanqing saw Qiao Ran collapsed, she also threw herself into Wen Shimo's arms. She said in a drunken voice, "My dear, my head hurts so much and I'm so sleepy. Can we go home and sleep?"
Brian arranged a luxurious room for Qiao Ran and others downstairs. Shen Mubai looked at Wen Shimo and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Wen, please take your fiancée back to rest. I will send Miss Qiao and Miss Tao away with my secretary."
You don’t have to worry about them when you get to the guest room.”
Looking at Qiao Ran leaning in Shen Mubai's arms, Wen Shimo's eyes were deep and complicated.
It's because you take care of me that I don't worry.
"Dear, I feel so uncomfortable, I want to vomit!" Song Wanqing said in Wen Shimo's arms, covering her mouth with a painful expression.
"Then I'll trouble Mr. Shen." Wen Shimo hugged Song Wanqing and stood up to leave.
After entering the guest room arranged downstairs, Wen Shimo took Song Wanqing directly to the bathroom.
Song Wanqing vomited several times, said she needed to go to the toilet, and asked Wen Shimo to go out and wait for her.
Looking at the rosy and delicate face in the mirror, Song Wanqing showed a confident smile in her eyes.
She had drunk a lot, but she was not drunk yet.
The reason why she pretended to be drunk was because tonight, she wanted to use her drunkenness to capture Wen Shimo.
Wen Shimo sat on the sofa in front of the window, looking at the bustling and brilliant night scene in front of him, but his heart was in a mess.
When he thought of what that woman did to him last night when she was drunk and how crazy she behaved, he had the urge to rush over and take her away.
He didn't want her to be seen by other men when she was drunk.
When Wen Shimo was in a state of confusion, he heard the sound of opening the door behind him. He instinctively turned around, but when he saw the scene behind him, he immediately turned around.
Song Wanqing, who was only wearing sexy underwear, saw Wen Shimo's reaction and thought he was shy. A flash of pride flashed in her eyes, and she walked up behind Wen Shimo step by step, hugging his strong body tightly with both hands.
Tight.
"Ah Mo, although I was not appreciated by Brian today, I am still very happy because tonight, I want to be your real woman."
"Ah Mo, do you know? When the car accident happened, my biggest regret was that I couldn't be your real woman. Tonight, please let me be your closest woman, okay?" Song Wanqing whispered softly with a soft voice.
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Wen Shimo's body tensed up and he did not respond to Song Wanqing's words. His body was as stiff as iron, and he instinctively resisted the approach of the woman behind him.
Wen Shimo thought of Brian's words. He said that if other women told him, his body would reject her, let alone kiss her intimately.
Brian and his wife have been divorced for decades and cannot accept other women as normal.
He and Qiao Ran only lived together for three years, and they only had one intimate contact after the divorce. Why did his body also have a rejection reaction?
Song Wanqing's face was pressed against Wen Shimo's backrest, one hand moved restlessly in front of him, standing on tiptoes, and her warm breath blew behind Wen Shimo's ears, making his tense body even tighter.
stretch.
Like a water snake, Song Wanqing hooked her arms around Wen Shimo's neck, walked around in front of him, and looked at Wen Shimo affectionately.
Wen Shimo stared at the night scene ahead with empty eyes, but the bustling night scene turned into a blur of red in his eyes.
But he still forced himself not to push Song Wanqing.
He was clearly sure in his heart that the person he loved was Song Wanqing, so why couldn't he accept her approach?
It's just that the more he oppresses, the stronger the resistance factor in his heart becomes.
"Wan Qing, you are drunk, you don't know what you are doing!" Wen Shimo was finally defeated by the voice of rejection in his body, and put his coat on Song Wanqing's body to cover up her hot and sexy figure.
"I'm a little drunk, but I'm very sober. What are I doing? Ah Mo, didn't you want me a long time ago? Now that I'm giving it to you, don't you want me anymore?" Song Wanqing hooked up with Wen Shi.
Mo's neck and big watery eyes looked at Wen Shimo pitifully.
When he was in love with Song Wanqing, he really thought about wanting her.
But after she said that they were not married and wanted to keep the best for their wedding night, he never had that thought towards her again.
Firstly, he has no desire for those things, and secondly, he is also relatively conservative and feels that those things would be perfect if done on the wedding night.
"No!" Wen Shimo responded gently.
"Then you want me tonight. I want to be your real woman." Song Wanqing whispered in a shy and ambiguous voice.
Because of drinking, Song Wanqing's cheeks were rosy and her hair was wet after bathing, making her look even sexier, so beautiful and exciting.
Wen Shimo gently lowered his head and approached Song Wanqing, telling himself in his heart that since he decided to be responsible for Song Wanqing, he could no longer think about other women half-heartedly.
Just smelling the familiar yet extremely unfamiliar scent of the woman in front of him, his kiss could not land on Song Wanqing's lips.
Obviously, Song Wanqing is better in terms of looks and body sexiness.
While Wen Shimo hesitated and struggled, Song Wanqing stood on tiptoes and kissed Wen Shimo's lips passionately.
Wen Shimo forced himself to respond to Song Wanqing. Song Wanqing was the person he wanted to spend his life with, and he could not let her down.
After receiving Wen Shimo's response, Song Wanqing felt happy and felt that she would definitely win Wen Shimo tonight, so she wanted to kiss Wen Shimo more passionately.
But before she could pry open Wen Shimo's teeth, she felt a stinging pain on the back of her neck, her vision went dark and she fainted.
Looking at Song Wanqing lying under the quilt, Wen Shimo's eyes were dark. He could never accept Song Wanqing now.
When kissing Song Wanqing, all that came to mind were the spicy scenes of that woman coquettishly posing in front of Shen Mubai.
Wen Shimo felt that it wasn't that he didn't love Song Wanqing.
It must be because Qiao Ran was opposite that he couldn't accept Song Wanqing with peace of mind.
After all, it had only been a month since he and Qiao Ran divorced, so it was normal for him not to be intimate with Song Wanqing now.
After spending time with Song Wanqing for a long time, those things will naturally fall into place.
Wen Shimo comforted himself like this and suddenly felt much more comfortable.