After a brief rinse, he wrapped her in a bath towel and asked her to sit on the sink while he dried her hair.
Woo woo woo...
Jiang Yan reached out to unbutton his shirt and muttered: "It's wet."
Wen Lang held it with both hands and could only let her do what she did to him.
Jiang Yan pulled off his belt, put his toes on the edge of the belt and pulled it down.
Wen Lang lowered his eyes, she had a pretty appearance, and she usually looked cold. Today, because she was drunk, the ends of her eyes were red and a little more colorful.
Jiang Yan didn't notice the danger. She was focused on her pants and said disgustedly: "It's in the way."
He laughed, she was bold at this time.
After her long hair was dried, Jiang Yan couldn't wait to throw herself into his arms. Her skin was flushed pink just after being blown by the hot wind. Because she was drunk, her body temperature would be higher. Wen Lang hugged her, her hands were all smooth.
Jiang Yan was still restless in Wen Lang's arms, holding his neck with her hands and falling back.
After being drunk, Jiang Yan was a bit clingy, especially in a warm and cozy environment like the bathroom, which made her even more attractive.
Wen Lang lowered his head and hugged her, seeing her nestling softly and obediently in his arms.
The depression that had accumulated in my chest all day disappeared.
Kissing has become a natural necessity.
His kissing skills were excellent, he was licking, sucking and biting, which was very ecstatic.
Jiang Yan was already drunk and dizzy, but now the person he kissed was suffering from a lack of oxygen in the brain and was confused.
I vaguely wondered if he would be like this with other women?
The sudden surge of jealousy made her feel angry.
She bit his Adam's apple between kisses, and heard Wenlang hiss. He changed his gentleness because of her actions, and his movements became rough.
Jiang Yan was not to be outdone, and the two of them kept going back and forth, full of lust.
Putting her on the big bed, Wen Lang suddenly stood up while Jiang Yan was getting ready.
The bath towel on his body was also taken away by him, and Jiang Yan felt a chill.
"Go to sleep." Wen Lang covered her with the quilt. Perhaps seeing the surprise in her eyes, he added, "I'm not interested in drunkards."
After saying that, he turned around and entered the bathroom again.
Amidst the sound of rushing water, Jiang Yan closed her eyes.
Sure enough, the man's mouth was deceptive. He said he was not interested, but he had already...
Jiang Yan rolled around twice in the quilt and soon fell asleep.
The next day is the weekend.
Jiang Yan was woken up by the sound of her cell phone that kept vibrating.
The sequelae of the hangover was severe pain in her head. She impatiently picked up the phone and Zhao Fanzhi's fast and personal voice rang out, "On the third floor of Maple Leaf Pavilion, I made an appointment with several people from the Political Science and Law Department for you today. You can meet them all."
See."
Before Jiang Yan could say anything, Zhao Fanzhi finished his sentence, "Don't let people wait for you! Come here quickly!"
Then there is no more.
Jiang Yan sat up with her cell phone in hand as if resigned to her fate. Working overtime on weekends was certainly annoying, but Zhao Fanzhi's call forced her to go.
The clothes she wore last night had been washed, dried and placed at the end of the bed. After getting dressed, she went into the bathroom to wash up, packed herself up and hurried out.
Wen Lang was wearing pajamas in the living room, holding the takeout he had just brought in. When he saw her coming out, he was a little surprised, "Did I wake you up?"
Jiang Yan quickly told Wen Lang about Zhao Fanzhi's arrangements, and while walking towards the door, she pulled her long hair back into a ball.
Wen Lang frowned, "I'll call her, please don't go."
Everyone from Jiang Yan had already walked to the door. After hearing his words, they naturally refused, "She is also doing it for my own good, so don't get involved."
Wen Lang paused and asked her, "Are you going to throw it away after use again?"
Last night's infatuation was like a dream, and the atmosphere at this moment fell to freezing point.