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

Shen Wanci was stunned for a moment. Although she didn't know whether it was because she was too dirty or because Lu Yanchi said something wrong, after she came to her senses, she simply said: "No."

The disappointment in Lu Yanchi's eyes was clearly visible, and he said "Oh" in a long voice: "I've already come in. If I go out now, those people will still talk nonsense. It's too cold in the walkway outside. I'll wait for the locksmith company Is it okay to leave after the people arrive?"

"If you go out now, others won't think much about it."

Three minutes is not even enough to take off your clothes. What kind of god would think that way?

Lu Yanchi reached out and touched the back of her hand. The man's fingers were cold, and goosebumps instantly appeared where he touched her: "It's too cold outside."

It's not even November yet, and the lowest temperature at night is over eight or nine degrees. Even if it's cold, it's not freezing.

Shen Wancilang's heart was as strong as iron. He glanced at him and turned around to walk into the living room: "There is a thin blanket on the sofa. You can wrap it up and stand in the safe passage. There is no wind and it is not cold."

Lu Yan followed in late and immediately saw the photo frame on the coffee table.

It was placed by Jiang Yazhu in the study room of his old house. He didn't expect it to be here.

Shen Wanci walked to the water dispenser and poured herself a glass of water. When she turned around, she saw Lu Yanchi picking up the photo frame and looking at it. She stopped her and said, "Put it down and don't touch it."

Lu Yanchi raised his head, "Mr. Bo?"

"..." Shen Wanci looked at the photo frame held by Lu Yanchi. The man inside was wearing a black shirt and trousers. His face was cold and unattainable, which was completely different from Lu Yanchi's aura.

She snorted in her heart, bitch, look at you pretending.

"Well, it's my bastard ex-husband who looks like a human but doesn't live long." She looked depressed, and every word and every sound was heavy.

Lu Yanchi frowned and said unhappily: "Mr. Bo, he should have a name."

One mouthful of a dead ghost ex-husband, doesn’t his name sound better than a dead ghost ex-husband?

He put down the photo frame and asked casually: "Mr. Bo has been missing for four months, and Miss Shen is still willing to give him a child. She must love Mr. Bo very much."

Shen Wanci intuitively felt that he had no good intentions when he asked this question: "So?"

Lu Yanchi walked up to her and spoke in a condescending voice: "I know you must be sad. For the sake of getting to know each other, I don't mind being a substitute to temporarily relieve Miss Shen from the pain of lovesickness."

Under the light, the woman's skin is warm and glowing, white and delicate, and the shallow layer of down is also coated with a layer of warm light, making people want to touch it and see if it feels like it. It was as smooth as I expected.

As soon as this thought emerged from the bottom of his heart, Lu Yanchi's hand was already on Shen Wanci's face.

Just like in memory, soft, tender and warm...

I originally thought of sticking it and letting go. Even this little bit of closeness should be enough for me to reflect on for a long time, giving him a little sweetness in the dangerous road ahead. But when I actually touched it, I realized that it was better not to touch. He could still restrain himself, but as soon as he touched her delicate skin, those charming pictures of the past emerged from the depths of his mind uncontrollably, and the suppressed thoughts accumulated in his heart poured out in an instant like a flood that burst a dam. .

He is like this, and Shen Wanci is like this too.

It wasn't long that the two of them really opened up to each other. Except for his 'disappearance', nothing too thrilling happened. Their lives were ordinary and daily. But now that I recall those things, I realize that every bit of what happened has happened. , he was deeply impressed, even if it was just a meaningless bickering.

When Shen Wanci didn't react, Lu Yanchi lowered her head, rubbed her lips against her cheek, and sprayed hot air on her neck, "Wanci."

The low and magnetic voice sounded in the quiet space, as if it overlapped with the one in his memory. Shen Wanci was confused for a moment, and Lu Yanchi had already kissed her lips.

First he tried tossing and turning gently, and after realizing that Shen Wanci was not repelling his kiss, he increased the force.

He hooked her waist, pinched her chin with his other hand, and kissed her delicately on the lips that had been ravaged by him.

The strange smell invaded all her senses. Shen Wanci even had the illusion that she was being kissed by another man, but his movements were familiar to her, just like Bo Jingzhou in her memory.

They are all so...dish.

The man hooked her lips and tongue unscrupulously, kissing her with varying degrees of depth. Shen Wanci tugged on the hem of his shirt and responded involuntarily...

Just this moment easily aroused the man's long-suffering desire, and the intense energy in him that was ready to go out suddenly emerged, as if he was going to swallow her up with every kiss.

But no matter how intense it was, it still only stayed at the level of kissing. The swelling and pain in his body made him eager to go further, but for some reason he always held back.

His hand reached through the hem of her inner sweater, caressing it along the woman's slender waist, and finally landed on her belly.

She is pregnant.

Can not do.

All of a sudden, all the charm and heartbeats settled down, followed by an indescribable suffocation.

She had only been 'missing' for three months, but it was easy for her to let another man kiss her. Except that this man had a similar face to him, everything else was different, even his clothes were different.

Although it was him, he was now carrying Lu Yanchi's identity, and Shen Wanci didn't know it.

The more I thought about it, the more depressed I became. The excitement just now was gone.

The moment Lu Yanchi's finger touched Shen Wanci's belly, she woke up and stretched out her hand to push him away.

The lips that had been kissed were red and moist, and the cheeks were also flushed. When she looked up, she saw Lu Yanchi staring at her with a complex expression. She felt regretful, depressed, and a little angry. She didn't understand why he was crazy.

It was obviously him who took the initiative to kiss her, so why did he look so angry now that he had been taken advantage of?

It can't be a fine score.

He was not happy, and Shen Wanci was not happy yet. This man came to kiss her again without revealing his identity. After the kiss, he turned against her and played with her, "I refuse Mr. Lu's proposal because of your kissing skills." It sucks. I hope my future partner will bring me enjoyment in this kind of thing, instead of just humping people without any skills and drooling all over my face."

After saying that, she wiped it with disgust.

Lu Yanchi almost lost his temper at these words: "..."

What does it mean to have no skills and only know how to humiliate people?

He raised his hand and started to unbutton his shirt, his face became very serious, and he said word by word: "Moreover, I didn't perform well just now, and it was just a kiss. How can I judge whether the ridicule in that aspect is good or not."