Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Xiao Pengxing, who was in the Yinxing building, looked dazed, and when he dialed again, the display on the other end showed that the phone was turned off.

Tang Jinglan hurried back to Jiangcheng at night, instead of going back to the villa here, he went to the bar instead.

When we got back to the villa, it was already twelve o'clock in the morning.

A light was on in the living room, and the sofa and coffee table were in a mess.

In the lonely and empty house, there could be a faint smell of wine.

Because he also drank, he couldn't tell whether it was on him or Wen Qing, who was here, drank it.

"Clang clang clang..."

Suddenly, the crisp sound of wine bottles falling to the ground came from the second floor.

He put down his coat and walked upstairs.

As he walked up to the corner of the second floor, his eyes suddenly went dark, and a figure threw himself into his arms.The strong smell of alcohol came oncoming, lingering around the tip of the nose.

Tang Jinglan wanted to push him away, but two long, white arms wrapped around his neck like vines.

"Don't push me away, let me hold you for a while."

Wen Qing, who was a little drunk, lay in Tang Jinglan's arms, muttering to herself.

Tang Jinglan had no choice but to hug her horizontally and carry her back to the guest bedroom.

Before the light was turned on, Wen Qing's fiery kiss was already close to his ear, her lips...

He is not interested in girls who have not yet budded, and once he touches it, he feels that it is a sin.

Therefore, in these years, he only hangs around those roses that have been picked by countless people.

In the dark night, Wen Qing, who failed to get his response, became dissatisfied: "Jing Lan, I'm your fiancee, why don't you touch me? Are you hiding someone in your heart? Who is it? I'm going to cut you open heart to see."

As he spoke, the hands that had been around his neck began to scratch at his chest.

Tang Jinglan was so uncomfortable being teased, he grabbed her hands with his big palms and raised them above his head against the wall.

The indoor light is not strong, but they can vaguely see each other's blurred faces.

Although Wen Qing is also from Wen's family, she is different from Wen Ya. She is the daughter of Wen Pingsheng's fourth wife. She was sent to F country as an adult, and she forced it to herself because of Wen Ya's matter.

She is delicate and bright, and likes to use a haughty posture to hide her humble and fragile heart.

The two of them were silent for a few seconds, and Wen Qing adjusted her tone: "Jing Lan, you want me tonight, right?"

Tang Jinglan's hand on her waist turned to pinch her face.

At the same time, the lights in the room were brightened.

The four eyes are facing each other, the man is handsome and the woman is beautiful.

Wen Qing's face was flushed from drinking, and her eyes were cloudy.

The flaming red lips had already left a mark on Tang Jinglan when he kissed him.

After a few seconds of entangled eyes, Wen Qing's hands had nowhere to rest, and finally boldly wrapped their arms around his waist.

Tang Jinglan works out, so he has a strong body.

At this moment, he suspected that the woman in front of him was entangled with him.

"Do you know the consequences of being slept by me?"

"We are an unmarried couple, we will go to bed sooner or later."

Wen Qing pursed her lips, as if she was acting like a baby, but she was explaining the truth.

Tang Jinglan pinched her face with his hand, turned to pick his chin, and said in a frivolous voice, "Don't you think it's dirty?"

"Ok?"

Wen Qing was still in a state of drunkenness, her head was full of question marks.

Tang Jinglan also stopped playing around with her, and said bluntly: "I have had many women, even if I marry you, there will still be many more."

"Hehe...Jing Lan, there's no need for that."

Wen Qing was amused by his words, turned her face away and avoided his hand holding her chin, and then met his gaze again, "Those women are at most wild flowers outside, and I am the serious original match."

Tang Jinglan curled up unconsciously with his hand propped against the wall next to him, full of helplessness.

He didn't expect that Wen Qing was so transparent, not only did she not quarrel with him, but calmly analyzed it.

"Snapped!"

She turned off the light, and the room fell into darkness again.

As soon as Tang Jinglan stood up straight, she climbed up again, tiptoed and blew into his ear: "As Brother Seven's wife, what can I do if I don't have any measure?"

"...Wen Qing, you..."

Without giving him a chance to speak, Wen Qing has already kissed him, and at the same time stripped herself clean...

Crazy overnight.

At dusk, Wen Qing was admitted to the hospital.

During the examination, the doctor kept complaining: "These young people don't know how to be restrained."

In the corridor outside, Tang Jinglan was holding a cigarette in his hand, leaning against the wall, listening to the doctor's words inside, feeling complicated.

As expected, Wen Qing was clean.

Because it is the first time, it will inevitably cause tearing.

"I've given you medicine, and you can't have intercourse in the early stage. You must avoid spicy food, tobacco and alcohol."

Wen Qing got off the treatment rack, and listened to the doctor's patient instructions, blushing unconsciously.

Now because of her serious lower body, every step she takes feels like stepping on fire, burning hot pain.

After finally reaching the door, I thought Tang Jinglan had left, but he was waiting for her outside against the wall.

As soon as she came out, she immediately came to help her.

Wen Qing was a little afraid to face it, she lowered her head and blushed.

Unexpectedly, Tang Jinglan was afraid that she would walk slowly, so he hugged her in his arms directly in front of people coming and going.

After leaving the hospital and returning home, Wen Qing didn't dare to look him in the eyes.

"Are you going to go out today?"

Get out of the car and carry her all the way back to the master bedroom upstairs.

Wen Qing couldn't bear it anymore and asked.

Tang Jinglan put her down and adjusted the temperature in the room.

"Not going for now."

During the days when Wen Qing came to China, from Rongcheng to Jiangcheng, there were very few days with him.

Therefore, she has shadows.

Tang Jinglan sat down on the edge of the bed, looked at her blushing face, and said, "I hope you can remember what I said yesterday."

"what?"

Seeing him like this, Wen Qing felt somewhat timid.

The way he looks serious is really scary.

"Since you want to be Seventh Brother's wife, you must have a certain measure."

When he repeated her words, Wen Qing opened her mouth, she hesitated to speak.

Tang Jinglan didn't give another look, got up and wanted to leave, but suddenly turned back, "I'll go out for a while, and I'll be back in the afternoon."

"Your study... may I go in?"

"No."

Without looking back, Tang Jinglan walked out mercilessly.

Wen Qing sat up from the bed, sulking, but there was nothing she could do.

"Don't let in, I'll go in!"

Getting off the bed and leaving the bedroom, Tang Jinglan might not have left yet, but she could hear voices downstairs.

He was explaining something to the servant, followed by the sound of cleaning the glass.

Wen Qing couldn't bear it anymore, and when she came to the corner of the stairs on the second floor, she saw Tang Jinglan cleaning up the mess on the sofa and coffee table with a broom.

Seeing that, Wen Qing felt a little guilty.

I shouldn't be willful yesterday, breaking things at home on purpose.

"Less oil and salt, just light."

The servant came to pick up the cleaning tools in his hand, and he reminded him again.

Wen Qing looked at his superior figure, recalled what happened last night, and couldn't help but blush again.

With him, what the Wen family owes her will eventually be settled!

Wen Pingsheng, Wen Ya...