Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

Bo Jingzhou was startled, and his hands almost slipped and he couldn't hold Shen Wanci. When he reacted and took the person back into his arms, the woman's face was just below his abdomen.

His body tensed and his voice was hoarse: "Shen Wanci, do you know what you are talking about?"

He originally thought that Shen Wanci was just drunk.

After getting married, he took care of her every time she got drunk. He knew best how bad her drinking was.

I didn't plan to argue with her at first, but the woman in my arms who was so drunk that she couldn't even sit still nodded heavily and responded loudly: "Yes."

Not only that, she also rubbed it, probably because she felt uncomfortable, and raised her hand to press it.

Bo Jingzhou held her hand and gritted his teeth forbearingly: "You don't want to draw a clear line with me, why do you suddenly feel like you are with me again?"

Shen Wanci was so drunk that she didn't forget to correct him: "It's not to be together, but to repay my kindness, so I helped you treat your illness."

"..." Bo Jingzhou laughed angrily at her, "People repay their kindness with their bodies, but you just sleep with me in return. Wanwan, the discount you gave me is more severe than the price you pay for jumping off a building in a shopping mall."

Shen Wanci frowned and shook his head solemnly after a while: "You are not suitable to be a husband."

Her words were like a soft and slender thorn, piercing into my heart. It wasn't the severe pain, but it was sore, soft, numb and swollen.

Bo Jingzhou lowered his head and clasped the back of her head with one hand, touching her forehead with their eyes facing each other.

The hoarse voice sounded particularly low in this quiet living room: "If you don't try, how do you know I'm not suitable? Wanwan, I know I wasn't very good before, but I will change."

When he said this, Shen Wanci kept lowering her head, and Bo Jingzhou's fingertips rubbed her face over and over again, "Wanwan..."

Shen Wanci yawned: "Forget it if it's not cured, I'm going to sleep."

She waved away Bo Jingzhou and jumped down from the high stool. When her feet landed on the ground, her legs weakened and she almost fell.

Bo Jingzhou's hands were resting on her waist weakly. As soon as his body tilted, he was pulled into the man's arms.

He pressed her against the bar, lowered his head and kissed her.

He seemed to have lost his temper, and the kiss was a little hasty. The tip of his tongue brushed her lips and tongue, and he kissed her wantonly.

The kiss ends.

The breath of both of them was messed up.

Shen Wanci was already drunk, but now he couldn't even stand. He could only hold his waist and press him in his arms.

Bo Jingzhou lowered his head and stared at the woman's red lips that were red and swollen from being kissed. He took out his phone and clicked on the screen a few times: "Wanwan, say what you just said again."

"What did you say?" Shen Wanci frowned impatiently.

Why is this man so annoying?

Indecisive, long-winded...

Bo Jingzhou coaxed, "Say you are willing to be with me."

"We're not together, we're just helping you treat your illness. From now on, we will be clear-cut and we won't owe each other anything." Seeing Bo Jingzhou's sullen face and not speaking, Shen Wanci emphasized again: "You helped me voluntarily before, and I didn't." I take the initiative to ask you for something, and I will repay you now, which shows that I am a kind little angel, and you cannot take the opportunity to blackmail me."

If he hadn't been drinking, Shen Wanci would definitely not be so bold and narcissistic.

"Well," Bo Jingzhou put away his phone, "Go to the master bedroom or the guest room where you live?"

He bent down and picked up Shen Wanci: "Or on the sofa?"

Shen Wanci's mind was a little confused. She leaned against Bo Jingzhou's chest, her eyes half closed, and her fingers pulled out the wrinkles of the man's crisp shirt, "Let's go to the sofa."

Get closer, otherwise the courage built up by drinking will be gone.

"it is good."

Bo Jingzhou responded.

Shen Wanci was placed on the sofa by him, and his heavy body was pressed down. The muscles on the arms supporting her sides were tense, and her breathing was full of disordered wheezing, which hit her face heavily: "Afraid? "

"...No." The words sounded a bit forced.

The man's eyes seemed to be lit with clusters of flames. Hearing this, a low laugh escaped from his throat: "Then you have a brave face?"

Shen Wanci was silent for a moment, and her eyes fell on him.

Bo Jingzhou was pressing her, and he couldn't actually see anything, but just one movement could make people understand: "You still want to chat at this time, Bo Jingzhou, is your illness serious again?"

Men cannot be stimulated in this regard, especially those who are inherently flawed.

Shen Wanci now deeply understands the meaning of this sentence.

As soon as she finished speaking, half of her clothes were taken off by Bo Jingzhou.

His kiss fell, impatient and fierce.

Shen Wanci clenched her hands subconsciously. Her nails made several white marks on the leather sofa. All she could smell in her breath was the scent of a man.

In the whole living room, only the light on the wine cabinet was on, and it was an ambient light. There was not much light left here, and it was blocked by the back of the sofa, and the man on his body seemed to be covered by thick darkness.

I couldn't see his face clearly, I could only feel his strong and intensive kisses.

Those deep-hidden, almost dust-covered memories suddenly swept over her unpreparedly. She curled up subconsciously and said with a hint of crying in her forbearing voice: "It hurts."

At this moment, even the darkness could not hide the whiteness on Shen Wanci's face.

It was a kind of extremely uncomfortable, bloodless paleness.

Bo Jingzhou stopped, and all the impulse and passion faded away like a tide when she shouted that word. He turned over and got off her, frowning tightly, looking more nervous than her: "Where does it hurt?"

Shen Wanci gritted his teeth forbearingly, feeling drunk and in a daze: "It's been three years, why are your skills still so poor?"

She wasn't humiliating him, she was just telling the truth.

Thinking that she was already twenty-five years old, in this era when all primary school students started to fall in love, and this time, she had only experienced this kind of thing twice, and both times were so tragic.

Isn’t it said that men are self-taught in this kind of thing?

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and the more aggrieved she became, the more she wanted to cry. Coupled with the stimulation of alcohol, her emotions became more sensitive than usual, and the ends of her eyes soon became red.

Bo Jingzhou: "..."

Shen Wanci said in an evil voice: "Hurry up."

Bo Jingzhou knelt down on one knee, his forehead pressed against hers, as if coaxing a child, his voice was helpless and slightly conciliatory: "Wanwan, I haven't gone in yet."

Because of this first unpleasant experience, even though Shen Wanci acted like a battle-hardened Neptune, Bo Jingzhou knew that she was actually a little repelled by this matter in her heart.

So even if she drank too much, he didn't dare to let go and bully her. Instead, he guided her emotions step by step and gradually made her adapt to his closeness.

But before he could actually do anything, she began to cry out in pain.

Shen Wanci: "??"