She cheated on the cultural relics I dug

The night quickly passed by the car window, Wen Tan kept turning his head to look outside, Song Manqing didn't look sideways, and seemed to be concentrating on driving.

The two fell into a strange silence.

Wen Tan has now forgotten what her purpose for calling Song Manqing is, her mind seems to be blank, and she seems to have everything.If she could turn her head and look at Song Manqing carefully, she could see that the redness of her ears hadn't disappeared.

Evidently it was the same emotional distress.

When they got downstairs, the two of them hadn't spoken a word until Song Manqing stopped the car steadily.Wen Tan's words twirled between his tongue and teeth, but he didn't speak them out.

But she didn't get out of the car either. During the hesitation, she didn't realize that her hands were tangled together and her fingers were intertwined, until Song Manqing finally couldn't see it and reminded her: "Don't pinch your hands."

Wen Tan: "Huh?"

Seeing that she was still clutching her hand, Song Manqing leaned over and gently grabbed her, "I said you..."

Before he finished speaking, a happy smile appeared on Wen Tan's face, following Song Manqing's movements, he held her hand, and said in a natural tone, "Your hands are so cold."

Wen Tan narrowed her eyes and leaned lazily on the seat.His thick jet-black hair was loosely tied into a bun at the back with a hairpin, and his eyebrows were picturesque.She is wearing a burgundy square-neck French dress today, with her delicate collarbone and fair skin. Coupled with her current expression, it is a particularly pleasing picture.

One of her hands was already resting on the seat beside her, and the other was slender, slender, and tightly clasped with Song Manqing's with a very clear purpose.

"Why is it still so cold?" Wen Tan said softly, raising her eyes, "General Song...don't be nervous."

Song Manqing frowned, subconsciously replied: "I'm not nervous."

"Really?" Wen Tan laughed, "What about this?"

Her warm fingertips began to caress Song Manqing's fingertips and that small callus little by little.

The little finger, the ring finger, the index finger...Wen Tan touched each one of them. This is an extremely simple movement, but in this quiet night and in the closed car, it seems that an unknown desire is about to burst out.

Wen Tan knew she shouldn't be like this, but she didn't even know why she was like this.

What is the reason?

It was just a joke, she told herself.

Song Manqing could clearly feel that Wen Tan's touch in the depths of her body was concentrated in her movements and fingers.What Wen Tan touched was not her fingers, but her body.

"Enough." Song Manqing concealed the obsession in her eyes, and withdrew her hand.

Wen Tan himself just came back to his senses, opened the car door and got out, followed by Song Manqing.Wen Tan's hand was hanging by his side, the air seemed to still have the warmth and soft touch just now.Song Manqing walked in front of her slowly, her dark black eyes looked at her calmly as usual.

Wen Tan said: "Go upstairs and sit down?"

It was not too late at this time, Wen Tan asked this question naturally, without any other meaning.She wanted to ask Song Manqing something, but she couldn't be by the side of the road.In the car, after the action just now, it's even worse.

You can only invite people into your home.

Song Manqing said, "Okay."

She followed Wen Tan all the way into the community, the elevator, and waited for Wen Tan to open the door.Wen Tan brought her slippers and invited Song Manqing to come in. The cozy little second house is exactly like Wen Tan's own living alone.

Song Manqing looked around calmly, and sat on the sofa solemnly.

Wen Tan took the glass and asked in the kitchen: "What would you like to drink? The drink is still wine. My wine is pretty good. Do you want to try it?"

Song Manqing looked at the fruit plate on the coffee table and said, "I drove the car."

Wen Tan casually added ice cubes to the glass, "I have two rooms, you can sleep here."

She held a cup herself, and put the other in front of Song Manqing.She raised her eyebrows and shook the glass, taking a sip herself.

Song Manqing was a little hesitant, but finally picked it up and took a sip.

The tiny bubbles are tightly entangled in the mouth, with the taste of cola and a kind of sweet wine, mixed together.

is wine.

She looked up and saw Wen Tan smiling extremely happily.Feeling helpless and funny in his heart, he simply drank the rest of his wine, leaving only a few square ice cubes in the glass.

Wen Tan took Song Manqing's cup and handed her own.

"Drink more if you like, and I'll pour it for you."

Song Manqing looked at the coffee-colored, clear liquid like Coca-Cola, which showed a beautiful color after waiting in the glass.This cup was just drunk by Wen Tan.

Her eyes fell on the rim of the cup, and she seemed to be able to imagine the soft lips pressing on it just now

Song Manqing sat on the sofa with a straight body, obviously not relaxing for a moment.As soon as Wen Tan came back, she turned on the air conditioner in the room, but Song Manqing felt that her palms seemed to be sweating again, and she didn't even know what was wrong with her.

The sides of the glass were cold, but her hand was no longer cold, but hot.

"General, don't be nervous..." Wen Tan spoke briskly as if she didn't know anything, and she sat beside Song Manqing.

Song Manqing saw that she took a sip from her own cup and was "ha"ed by the ice, squinting her eyes and said, "It's comfortable."

Song Manqing kept holding the glass like that, Wen Tan laughed, moved away a little, and kept a comfortable distance from Song Manqing.She saw that Song Manqing really had too little contact with people, and now she looked as if she would be eaten by herself.

Is it so scary?

She leaned back on the sofa and looked at Song Manqing's slender and beautiful back neck: "Do you know what it means to sit and sit in the adult world?"

Song Manqing's shoulders stiffened, but she didn't turn her head.Instead, Wen Tan leaned over, her cheeks could touch Song Manqing's hair, and she could even smell a faint smell of alcohol on her body.

At this moment, Wen Tan's mind was blank. She had imagined many times what would happen when she found Song Manqing, and what kind of contact she would have.

But this kind, she never expected.

Song Manqing tilted her head slightly, her clear eyes were already close at hand.

Wen Tan saw that Song Manqing's side face seemed to be glowing under the lamp, her slender and thick eyelashes were dark and attractive, her lips were slightly pursed.until--

She was about to approach, but Song Manqing let go of her hand, and the wine glass jingled, rolled off her clothes and hit the ground.Song Manqing's chest shirt and trousers were all wet.

On the skin where her shirt was opened, there were transparent drops of water running down.

Song Manqing remained motionless, as if what was poured on her was not a glass of wine, but a handful of air.

"I'm sorry, I just..." After a long while, Song Manqing suddenly stood up as if she had suddenly regained consciousness, seeing Wen Tan at a loss, "I'll clean it up for you right away."

Wen Tan smiled: "Then you may be drunk." She also stood up and said in a low voice, "Go take a shower, I'll clean up here."

She just got up and took a small step when someone grabbed her wrist. Song Manqing brought her closer to him, and asked her with a frown: "What do you mean?"

There was obvious doubt in her eyes, and the originally wide distance between the two became closer again.It was only then that Wen Tan realized that Song Manqing was half a head taller than her, but now that pair of black eyes were looking at her deeply, Wen Tan's heart skipped a beat, and he broke free of his wrist.

"It's nothing, just to express friendship." Wen Tan pointed at Song Manqing's clothes with a smile, "Take it off and go to the bathroom to take a shower, and I'll bring you clean clothes later."

She motioned Song Manqing to look at her chest: "It will be uncomfortable if it's all wet."

There is indeed no better way, Song Manqing nodded.Wen Tan gave Song Manqing new bath towels and underwear, and pushed her to the bathroom door.I went into the bedroom to pick out a new set of home clothes. When I came out, there was already the sound of splashing water at the door of the bathroom.

Wen Tan let out a soft "ah", it was really a voice that made people imagine.

She put the clothes on the sofa and cleaned up the mess. Why did Song Manqing lose control and not hold the cup steady at that moment?

Is it because of her proximity, or because of what she said?

Wen Tan picked up the glass on the ground, and found that the glass was not broken into pieces, but a gap was thrown out, and she looked around but couldn't find the piece of glass.

"Wen Tan?" Song Manqing's voice came from the bathroom, probably after washing.

"Hey! Here we come, here we come." Wen Tan didn't care too much, and hurriedly picked up his clothes and was about to get up and leave.Unexpectedly, the piece of glass shards bounced onto the sofa when it was broken, and it fell to Wen Tan's feet after being swept away by the clothes.

The fragments were small, Wen Tan didn't pay attention at all, and stepped on them immediately.

"Ah!" She let out a muffled groan, and the crumbs passed through the soft-soled house shoes and scratched the soles of her feet, stopping her movements.At the same time, the bathroom door opened, followed by white steam, Song Manqing who only wrapped herself in a bath towel rushed towards her.

"What's wrong?" Song Manqing's voice was urgent, and she didn't care at all that she was exposed to Wen Tan's sight, even though her shoulders were bare|naked, her hair hadn't been dried, and water was still dripping down.

Seeing that Wen Tan didn't answer, Song Manqing just looked at herself in a daze, thinking it was really painful, half kneeling in front of Wen Tan, holding up Wen Tan's ankle to check.

"It's okay, it's just that the glass scratched the bottom of your feet a little bit." Song Manqing looked carefully, "Is the medicine I gave you last time still there? I'll apply some for you."

Really, to die for.

Wen Tan knew that Song Manqing really only cared about herself, but what she saw in her eyes was General Song with wet hair, General Song who had just taken a shower, and General Song who hadn't put on his clothes yet.

Damn sexy.

She knew that she was not calm now, and she didn't even have time to react when Song Manqing took off her slippers.Her eyes moved down from Song Manqing's face, and she saw the knife scar on her shoulder, which meandered to her back.

It was exactly the same as what appeared in her dream!

Song Manqing supported Wen Tan to stand up, frowned and asked, "Does it hurt?"

This is just a small injury, Wen Tan thought.

"Originally—it doesn't hurt." Wen Tan blinked, "But it hurts when you ask."

Wen Tan said slowly: "Ah, it hurts, it hurts."

The author has something to say: Anonymous author: Recently, many people have said that General Song is too much for you. May I ask how General Song responds? Are you really the one who suffers?

Song Manqing: Xiao Wen let me know the word "seduction", don't ask me why I know it?Asking is guessing.

Wen Tan: Doting on your wife, that's right.