Addiction to flash marriage: Mr. Li, don’t be too flirtatious!

The old man was very confident, "Anla, I'm a big fan of President Wen. I love you deeply, love hard, have one purpose, fight at the end of the bed, and fight at the end of the bed. I know best how to bring together young couples for flash marriages."

"..." Dong Ma felt that Tie Fan was too confident.

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In the room, a tall man stood beside the bed, a soft ball on the bed, and the warm breath he exhaled was fragrant.

She liked to sleep on her stomach, and he noticed carefully. Her curves were raised, her little hands were curled softly in her inky hair, and her little face was white and delicate, with a layer of pink.

I have to say that she looks very good, pure, delicate and charming.

Breathing heavily in his chest, he couldn't help but raise his hand and pull off his tie. Under his noble shirt, the texture tightened slightly.

There was no computer in the house. Wasn't she here to draw?

The man lay down along the little woman's body. This was the first time he held her and slept.

Before, I was sitting on the sofa in the bedroom, acting in a romantic and polite manner.

It was unexpectedly soft. When the male fingers grasped something, he picked it up and saw the tail on her clothes.

The hat also has ears.

The man lifted the quilt and saw clearly what she was wearing. Her vision suddenly darkened, how dare she... What did this mean?

There was an inexplicable fire in his mind, rushing into his chest and spreading down to his limbs.

Not right.

The man rolled his Adam's apple and immediately thought of the soup given by Dongma. He was so sharp that he almost instantly thought of who was responsible.

He felt a headache, but his eyes became hotter and hotter. He pressed his eyebrows and lowered his head... He pressed his thin lips to the woman's mouth and kissed her gently and hard...

Wen Ning was woken up by the kiss. When his breathing was suffocated, he pushed against a hard 'wall' in a daze.

She suddenly woke up, her watery eyes widened, and there was a black shadow above her head, "Who are you?"

"It's me." The man smiled lowly and said hoarsely.

"L...what are you doing?" Wen Ning realized his kiss and suddenly remembered the woman's phone call and the woman in his car. Her face turned cold and she pushed him away violently.

Thinking she was frightened, the man held her weak wrist and smiled lowly, "You dress like this and invite me to a hotel like this. What do you think I will do, eh, young mistress?"

Wen Ning said displeased, "Why did I invite you here? It was obviously you who asked me to bring you something. Let's not talk about this. Get up first!"

"What if I say no?" He pressed her.

Wen Ning couldn't breathe. At the same time, he felt that his body temperature was strange and his muscles were bursting with strength.

"what happened to you?"

"Don't touch my forehead." The man picked up her soft little hand.

Wen Ning put it on and it was horribly hot!

He held up his arms and looked at her with dark eyes and a flickering fire, "The old lady tricked me into drinking the soup."

"I drank during the party, which made things worse. What do you want me to do, young mistress?"

He leaned down to her earlobe and took a deep breath.

Wen Ning was stunned. Was it the same situation as the night he first met him?

She frowned and pushed him, trying to get the needle pack, but then she realized she wasn't at home.

Wen Ning said seriously, "You go take a shower first, and I'll think of a solution."

"What can I do, huh?" He hugged her slender waist with his long arms, his head resting on her small shoulders, and muffled, "The baby is more than a month old."

"What are you thinking!" Wen Ning realized what he was thinking and shouted angrily.

The man coaxed wickedly, "Legitimate rights, I'll carry you to the bathroom, okay?"

With a 'bang' sound, Wen Ning slapped his chin with his small hand, almost out of anger.

The man quickly dodged away. Under his mask, his face suddenly darkened. He grabbed her little paw and said, "Do you know what you are doing, young lady?"

The voice was cold, arrogant, and low.

Wen Ning looked at the profile of this perfect man quietly, and the anger in his heart exploded like a small universe, "Do you know what you are doing, Mr. L? You called me here when you were so drunk, and you even asked your mother to give you soup. What a bad excuse, I have to say that you are really energetic, weren’t you still resting in the women’s room yesterday afternoon?”

"What are you talking about?" The way he looked when he was angry was too scary.

The face was instantly sharp and powerful, and Wen Ning was so frightened that he curled up his fists and dared not move.

The man's eyes were cold, and his handsome face was tired. After teasing her yesterday morning, he went to the Linshi branch to handle things in the afternoon. Today, when she asked him to come here wearing such clothes, he naturally thought she was... What is this heartless little thing doing?

Not wanting to comment, he picked up the woman and sat on the sofa.

He pinched her chin with his big hand, held her waist and kissed her again. After drinking wine and soup, he had little reason left. He said in a hoarse voice, "You have to fulfill the clear contents of the marriage agreement, so just treat it as such." Help me once, okay?"

Wen Ning randomly avoided his pursuit, and all he could think about was who was the woman who answered the phone yesterday?

He is messing around outside, or he has a girlfriend. He doesn't need to explain to her, he can turn around and flirt with her again, and press her with the agreement.

What a bad man.

Wen Ning's breath became colder, and he pushed his hard body away and said angrily, "If you need help, you can find another woman! I won't let you play for free, Mr. L!"

"What did you say?" The man suddenly let go of her and grabbed her small hands.

Wen Ning raised his head and taunted softly, "Girlfriends, lovers, you have a lot of them anyway, right? How much money do you think you can trample on other people's lives at will? I just sold you my belly for a year, but I didn't sell the person to you." Sell ​​it to you. After one year, everything will be over again, and I have the right to refuse your obligation. Many women will satisfy you with such an obligation. If you only think about that, don't come to me!"

After the words fell, there was an eerie silence.

The man's anger was suppressed by his timid aura. He stared at her stubborn little face with a smile and raised her chin, "Do you think any woman can be worthy of my bed?"

"Who do you take me for?"

He stood up, coldly shook off her hand, and lowered his head to sarcastically say, "You are so noble, how did you get into my car? You risked your life for your purpose, but now you are telling me about shame, Wen Ning, how did you get into my car?" If you say you don’t deserve it, you are the last person who deserves to be in my bed.”

When he left, he kicked the table over so hard that Wen Ning hid in the sofa and opened his eyes wide. The man's trousers were torn at the knees, and Wen Ning curled up and raised his hands.

He slammed the door and left.

Wen Ning pursed her lips tightly, her mind was buzzing, and it took her a while to see that the glass table was stained with blood.

So was his knee scratched? She pressed her eyebrows, her heartbeat was fast, and her mood was chaotic and bad.

Wen Ning was taken back to the villa by the driver, but the man was not seen.

The old lady knew she had done something wrong, so she came over with evasive eyes and explained the whole story to Wen Ning, telling her not to be angry because it was all her fault.

Only then did Wen Ning realize that it was the old lady who had deceived her and her son. Wen Ning smiled bitterly, but the root cause of the matter was not her mother-in-law.

For several days, Wen Ning didn't see the man come back.

This time, he was really angry. It was deserted and indifferent to her.

But she didn't feel that she had done anything wrong. It would be better for both of them to make it clear earlier.

But her mood became even more depressed. She forced herself to ignore the loss in her heart and focused on drawing. In order not to worry her mother-in-law, she had no choice but to go live at Zhu Yaoyao's house again.

Zhu Yaoyao called Su Qianyue over from time to time, and the two of them made her happy. Wen Ning's design draft was completed as scheduled.

On October [-]th, the preliminary round of the jewelry design competition opened at the exhibition hall opened by Emperor Zun——