She cheated on the cultural relics I dug

Later, when Wen Tan lay on Song Manqing's body and was still out of breath, he remembered that he wanted to counterattack.

She really wanted to push Song Manqing back on the bed, but... she didn't have any strength left.In the heavy breathing and skin touching over and over again, Wen Tan only felt that she was about to die.

Song Manqing must know Wen Tan's thoughts, let alone give her any chance.Wen Tan didn't have the strength to resist at first, and felt as if he was soaked in the rain without an umbrella.

Song Manqing would still ask, "Do you like it?"

Wen Tan was really ashamed to answer, so she could only tell her with the honest reaction of her body.If I don't like it, can I still lie on this bed with her?

Naturally I like it.like.She doesn't need to answer Song Manqing's words, she just needs to respond to her kiss.

This night Wen Tan was exhausted by Song Manqing's torment, and should have fallen asleep early, but Wen Tan refused to sleep, lying with Song Manqing, he must talk to her.

Before the two of them had time to take a shower, the place where their arms touched was wet. Song Manqing said to her, "Hey, let me take you to take a shower first?"

There was indeed too much sweet sweat this night.

Wen Tan didn't want to go, so she nestled in Song Manqing's arms and didn't move.Song Manqing had no choice but to take the cup of cold tea from the bedside and feed it to Wen Tan. Wen Tan buried her head on Song Manqing's collarbone and said in a muffled voice, "You feed me the cup, I won't drink it."

Song Manqing said: "Aren't you thirsty?"

"Thirsty." But Wen Tan didn't raise his head.

But Song Manqing understood what Wen Tan was thinking, took a sip by herself, then pressed her body down to slightly open up the tight connection between the two, propped up Wen Tan's chin, and kissed Wen Tan's with her lips. .

The tea liquid was sent from Song Manqing to Wen Tan's mouth, and the tea was swallowed down the throat.Wen Tan's eyes warmed up, he looked at Song Manqing and said, "More."

"Greedy." Song Manqing shook the empty glass, "I'll go downstairs to pour water for you, you wait for me here."

Song Manqing stood up, the scars on her bare back were still clearly visible under the moonlight.Soon she put on her clothes and turned her head slightly: "Do you want to turn on the light?"

After she finished speaking, she added: "If you want me to turn on the light, you cover your eyes."

Wen Tan said: "You don't need to turn on the lights, it's good to have moonlight."

But Song Manqing was still afraid that she would bump into her because she couldn't see, so she told her repeatedly: "Then you wait for me in the room and don't wander around."

Wen Tan nodded before Song Manqing opened the door and walked out.Before waiting for 2 minutes, Wen Tan couldn't sit still, and wanted to quietly follow Song Manqing's back.

It's so quiet at night, everyone is fast asleep.Maybe she should press Song Manqing on the kitchen counter and kiss her all over her body.

Not knowing what gave birth to the courage, Wen Tan got up and put on his clothes and pushed the door out.The Song family at three or four o'clock at night, hidden in the bright moonlight, has an almost dark blue hue.She heard a small voice coming from the kitchen, it was Song Manqing.Wen Tan didn't go downstairs and didn't see Song Manqing, but he could guess that she should be beside the water purifier now.

It seemed that she heard the sound of opening the refrigerator. Song Manqing still wanted to get something fresh for herself?

It seems that there are not only the sounds of the refrigerator door and Song Manqing's movements, but also...

What is it?

In the moonlight, Wen Tan was listening carefully.Although the Song family is transparent everywhere, with large glass floor-to-ceiling windows.But the windows on the first floor that can be opened and closed have been closed at night, why did Wen Tan hear the wind?

Wen Tan realized that the voice didn't seem to come from the first floor, but the second floor where he was.Her and Song Manqing's rooms were opposite each other, and Song Manqing had been sleeping in her own room during this time.

There are four other rooms on the second floor, two of which are vacant, one is for Song Chen to live in, and the other is a study and living room.Wen Tan stared at the other end of the corridor, and walked over step by step.

She passed the living room, passed the guest room, passed Song Manqing's room, and finally realized the source of the sound - coming from Song Chen's room.

Wen Tan was a little nervous, obviously she had done nothing wrong, when she put her hands on Song Chen's door, she could still feel her palms were wet with cold sweat.

She opened the door very slowly and lightly, and looked inside.The first thing you see is the wide open windows, the wind is blowing in from the outside, blowing the curtains to flutter inside.Wen Tan looked down, but there was no one on the bed.

Feeling more and more nervous, Wen Tan could see through this gap that there were few after all.She still has to control her movements and breathing, and she must not disturb the inside.She also heard the slight sound of musical instruments playing.

It can only be barely distinguished, it seems to be a harp and an ocarina, both ethereal and tragic.

Wen Tan moved her eyes to the side, and she finally saw Song Chen.

It was Song Chen's silhouette. He was sitting on the sofa, looking at the scroll painting in his hand almost obsessively, or the suit that Wen Tan saw before going upstairs today. How long have you been sitting on the sofa.It was probably because he was so engrossed in looking at the painting that he didn't realize that someone was already standing outside his door.

The painting on the scroll in his hand is clearly visible in the moonlight, and the simple and simple colors are definitely old, but the collection is so perfect, which shows how much the collectors cherish and care.

Wen Tan raised her toes, saw the person in the painting, opened her eyes immediately, covered her lips with trembling hands, and finally clenched her teeth tightly to prevent herself from making a sound.

Her heart was beating like thunder, and her scalp was numb from the huge shock, so she quickly took a step back and closed the door with her breath held.Hurriedly walking towards the stairs, he bumped into Song Manqing who was returning from pouring water.

"Why did you come out...why do you look so bad?" Song Manqing originally wanted to say a few words, but when she saw Wen Tan's face turned pale, she immediately changed her words, took Wen Tan's hand and went back to the room. Before closing the door, she saw Wen Tan coming direction.

Wen Tan looked at Song Manqing, and murmured: "Song Manqing, I really discovered something important."

A lot of information was flying in her head, which made her completely unable to accept it for a while.Wen Tan knows that as long as she can get to the source, the most fundamental source, all the mess will be solved, and she will be able to think through everything.

is it him?

Is it really him?

Song Manqing asked: "Don't worry, talk slowly, what's the matter, did you find something?"

"Yes." Wen Tan sat on the bed, Song Manqing stood against the light, blocking half of the window.In front of Wen Tan, she has very concerned eyes.

Wen Tan now looks a little distracted and not calm.After a while, Wen Tan felt that he had almost calmed down, and then said: "I just went out to look for you, and I heard a voice in Song Chen's room. I don't know if I've been dazed... Pushed the door of Song Chen's room to look, and found that he was looking at a painting."

Song Manqing said, "Go on."

"The person in that painting is the empress, Nan Wuyan." Wen Tan whispered, "I can't admit my mistake, I have seen this painting before, and I saw the portrait of the empress in the restoration center that has not been fully restored. I will never mistake those eyes. My colleagues told me at the time that there are very few portraits of empresses, and we have this one, and this is the only one.”

Wen Tan is still shocked when he thinks about it now, the empress's appearance is really as good as what Song Manqing said.Those eyes have made him unforgettable, now seeing the real face and that faint smile, half of Wen Tan's astonishment amidst the shock is all because of seeing the empress' beauty.

She looks like a very gentle beauty, she really can't imagine how such a beauty can support a country with her shoulders, so hard to support.

Wen Tan didn't forget that this is the only portrait in the institute, Song Chen would have such a perfect one, and why did he have that expression?

She looked at Song Manqing, Song Manqing's expression was thoughtful, but her eyes were very clear.Song Manqing is a smart person, she must be able to understand what she means.

Wen Tan said, "Have you thought about another possibility?"

Song Manqing knew which kind Wen Tan was talking about, and it was the one she least wanted to happen as long as she thought about it.

"It was he who found me and helped me. I have always trusted him, and I have never guessed..." Song Manqing whispered, yes, she knew in her heart, the possibility that Wen Tan said, the possibility great.

It is now in front of her eyes, waiting for her to reach out and open it.

"The portrait of the empress, such a complete portrait. There is also Song Chen's eyes, which are not admiring eyes, but a man looking at a woman." Wen Tan has been able to explain all this calmly, she calmly recalled, "Still Who can like the empress that much? I asked you before, if you are not the only one who came here."

Song Manqing was silent.

Wen Tan knew that it was difficult for her to accept it now, but in fact, she was too.Having been with Song Chen for so long, I have already regarded Song Chen as a friend.After coming to the Song family for a period of time, it can be said that they get along day and night like relatives. Who would have figured out the door a long time ago, who would have thought that they would suddenly discover this now?

Not to mention Song Manqing.She spends more time with Song Chen than herself, and trusts Song Chen more.If Song Chen is really that one...then there is a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred between them, how can this be clear, can it be let go?

Song Manqing said slowly: "I need some time to sort out this matter, you were shocked tonight."

Wen Tan was suddenly amused by her words, and the solemn atmosphere eased, "What's the matter with you? When did you still only think about me? I was worried about you, so I said this, but you said it again I'm coming."

She stretched out her hand to pull Song Manqing closer to her, wrapped her arms around Song Manqing's waist, and rested her head on her flat belly.

"Because nothing else is important, only you are what I care about most." Song Manqing took advantage of the situation and touched the little head lying on her lower abdomen, "Song Chen's matter must be suppressed now, and we must find a suitable one. If I have a chance to ask him again, it is also possible that he will ask himself... okay?"

"Okay, you can say whatever you want." Wen Tan sighed, raised his head and looked at Song Manqing in a strenuous manner, and said, "You are so sweet when you talk about it, and you can easily make my heart soft. Is it because of your talent? Didn't you see?" But you'll make me happy."

Sometimes Song Manqing was very dull, and sometimes her words were soft.It's extremely sincere, but Wen Tan just likes this.

Song Manqing took her to stand up and said, "Okay, we really should go to bed. Go take a shower, do you want me to wash it for you or do it yourself?"

Wen Tan hurriedly left Song Manqing's two parts, and ran into the bathroom with her hair tied up, "I'll wash it myself! You rascal."

When she entered the bathroom and left Song Manqing alone in the room, she fell into deep thought.His eyes were condensed, and his expression became serious and outrageous.

What is his purpose?

Who the hell is he...?

The author has something to say: Wen Tan: Please let me attack once before the end of the article... I want the dignity of Ben 1... (soft and weak)

Song Manqing: I said it a long time ago, it was induced. :D