For The Rest of Our Life

In the rooms of Shi Jinglan Apartment, there was only a night light on the bed. Wen Tong teased his freshly dried hair and leaned on the bed halfway, sighing in annoyance.

Shi Jinglan is a workaholic. Who would go to the study room and work overtime immediately after watching the concert in the early morning of New Year's Eve?

Just after Wen Tong took a shower and blew his hair, he sat in the room and waited until the right time when he didn’t see it. He couldn’t help but go to the lighted study and asked her with faint expectation and hint: “Aren’t you sleeping yet? ?"

Shi Jinglan distracted himself from work, raised his eyes and glanced at Wen Tong, a beautiful woman who was bathing and having a beautiful meal, and was unimpressed to answer her, saying: "Go to bed first, everything in the guest room is complete, I have a little work to do Anxious to deal with."

Wen Tong didn't know whether her surprise and disappointment instinctively manifested itself so clearly that the next second, she clearly saw the meaning of playfulness in her amber eyes. Wen Tong calmed down in an instant, withdrew all the emotions that appeared, and changed her generous indifferent expression, and responded to her quietly: "Okay, then I will go to bed, good night." He walked hurriedly out of the study.

Wen Tong twisted his quilt and regretted his forehead: Why did he go upstairs when he followed again? ! Why is it that you still want to happen? ! Obviously, it's not that you haven't been a vegetarian. Why can't you control it after opening up with Shi Jinglan twice? !

With a cry, Wen Tong fell angrily and prepared to sleep in peace. She secretly admonished herself in her heart: For Shi Jinglan, who is rumored to be a playbed with countless people, is it ridiculous to be so unintelligible that she cannot distinguish between invitations or rejections?

It's ridiculous that she has been in the society for so many years, and there are times when she can't tell clearly. Get up early tomorrow and leave early, but stay tuned and don’t come again.

However, she had just laid down for less than two seconds, and a slight rhythmic knock on the door suddenly sounded outside the door. Then, it was time for Jing Lan's low, magnetic voice: "Are you asleep?"

Wen Tong frowned, staring at the door of the room, grasping the quilt on his body with both hands, and listening to the sound, he could not help swallowing. I have to admit that Shi Jinglan's voice fit her appetite perfectly. In particular, when love 1 moves...

No, Shi Jinglan didn't know what idea he was playing again. She decided to forget it, or pretended not to hear it? Wen Tong thought rationally.

It didn't take long for her to respond, and the door was quiet. Wen Tong was inexplicably disappointed in his heart, and thought he was leaving in shock.

The next second, the door was opened directly.

Through the faint lighting, Wen Tong could see the woman put down her hair that was curled up, her long hair sprinkled beautifully on her shoulders, wearing a thin nightdress, and outlined a beautiful silhouette in the night. She stood quietly at the door, capturing her gaze precisely in the dark, opposite her eyes.

"You haven't slept yet." This is a positive sentence.

Wen Tong had no choice but to sit up a little and responded to her coldly: "I was going to sleep soon. Is something wrong?"

Shi Jinglan vaguely chuckled softly and pushed open the door and walked in. Sitting at the bed, she lifted the corner of Wen Tong's quilt and looked down at her, calmly and calmly said, "My quilt is a bit cold. Are you warm?"

The thin pajamas outline Shi Jinglan's exquisite figure looming, Wen Tong can even see that Shi Jinglan's pajamas are in a vacuum state.

Her throat slipped, her hands hidden under the quilt pinched slightly, closing her eyes and compromising: "Come in." Enter the bed.

Shi Jinglan seemed to hear something unbelievable, and a light smile appeared on his lips. She stared at Wen Tong and repeated it ambiguously: "Come in?" She moved to bed leisurely, straight light 1 naked thigh stretched into the quilt, cold feet leaned against Wen Tong's warm calf gently rubbed After a moment, he leaned in Wen Tong's ear and whispered: "Well? Where does Manager Wen want me to go?" The tone was light and fascinating.

Wen Tong gave an incredulous glance when he asked this full-bodied expression with a serious expression, and his whole body boiled instantly. This pervert! Wen Tong suddenly sat up and turned around, and the whole person sat on Shi Lan's legs. He pressed Shi Jinglan close to the back of the bed.

"What are you going to do?" Shi Jinglan asked knowingly, staring at Wen Tong in the distance, his eyes full of fine smiles.

"Do something to warm you up." Wen Tong lowered his head and kissed her lips softly and replied. Her hands slowly reached in from the skirt angle of the shocking moment, sultryly playing with her slim waist.

Everything is getting better, but Shi Jinglan's mobile phone placed at the head of the bed suddenly shakes wildly. Shi Jinglan turned his head subconsciously to see it. Wen Tong gave a bit of a distracted when he was shocked. He overbearingly asked: "Don't control it." At this time, it is generally a junk phone.

However, she was totally different from her when she was working crazy. The more unusual time a call is, the more likely it is a very important call. She avoided Wen Tong's lips and reached for the phone.

The caller displayed on the screen tightened her heart.

Wen Tong was dissatisfied, but the little cuteness in front of him was bitten when he nibbled in retaliation, and licked it gently after biting. When she was shocked, she instinctively snorted softly, and at the next moment, she bit her lips and suffocated her voice, implicitly tenderly pushing Wen Tong's head away.

She was afraid of Wen Tong's trouble and could not care for the cold. Guang 1 got out of the bed naked and walked a few steps. When she could not reach Wen Tong, she stopped and picked up the phone.

"It's me, Aunt Shi." A familiar female voice rang on the end of the phone. The girl was always clear and hoarse and tired at the moment.

Shi Jinglan unconsciously tightened her voice and asked her, "I know, what's the matter?" Since Xia Zhijin and Shiman were together, she hasn't been able to receive Xia Zhijin's special call for a long time.

The girl was silent on the phone for a moment before taking a deep breath, explaining with difficulty in a dumb voice. Shi Jinglan listened attentively, and her red lips gradually became a straight line.

Wen Tong saw that the phone she answered was really important. She was afraid that she would catch cold in the light. She took her coat from the bed and got off the bed to put on her.

Soon, Shi Jinglan hung up the phone. She gathered her coat and turned to Wen Tong, explaining to Wen Tong with deep eyes: "I have something to go out now, go to sleep."

just now? Wen Tong surprised, what time is it. She reached for her clothes and subconsciously said, "Where are you going? I'll send you over."

"No need," Shi Jinglan refused. Xia Zhijin was afraid that he would not want another stranger to witness in this embarrassing embarrassment. She could not let Wen Tong go out to sleep outside in the middle of the night, but she couldn't bear it. "Sleep, I'll just drive by myself." After that, she strode out of the room without hesitation.

Really, very ruthless. Wen Tong licked his lips, looking at the direction of the frightening departure, and unconsciously lost a bitter smile.

At midnight, Zhou Qin has been recalling all the details of Xiao Yuanqing and Lin Xian's past along the way. In her heart, it seems that there are two villains frantically struggling, one telling her to believe the truth, the other telling her that it is impossible. Although everything is telling her, it is likely that the truth is true, but she still can't help deceiving herself: No, they have known each other for so many years, Xiao Yunqing is not such a person, there must be some misunderstanding in this.

She couldn't wait for a moment, and she violently killed Xiao Wanqing's door. Eventually, she stopped at the moment the key was about to enter the keyhole.

What was it like breaking in silently in the middle of the night? They should be asleep at this time, what can she ask? Or, would she still sneak in to open their doors? Zhou Qin's upbringing and reason prevented her from doing such a thing.

She withdrew the key and held it tightly in the palm of her hand. The key was stuck in the palm of her hand due to too much force, leaving a deep mark, but she was unconscious. She took a deep breath and leaned against the anti-theft door. She squatted tiredly, opened her eyes, and waited quietly at the door.

Lin Zhan called her two times, but she didn't answer it, only returned a text message from him: "I will tell you again when I go back."

Every minute and every second seems to be stretched infinitely. Zhou Qin prayed countless times in his heart, the sky was lit up, or the nightmare woke up quickly. She didn't even dare to think deeply, if, if everything is true, then how should she feel.

It was she who misunderstood Lin Xian. She handed Lin Xian into Xiao Wanqing's hands.

The sky finally lighted up slowly, and at 7:30, Zhou Qin finally bit the back of her teeth and opened the door with a key, and entered Xiao Wanqing's house.

The house was quiet, and the people in the house, like the city, were still asleep. Zhou Qin put the gifts in the living room and walked to Lin Xian's bedroom lightly.

Walking into the aisle, with just one glance, she saw that Lin Xian's door was open... Zhou Qin suddenly shuddered. As she expected, Lin Xian's bed was empty... Zhou Qin's heart was half cold.

Obviously, Lin Xian and Xiao Wanqing slept together.

Sleeping with the same **** is not strange at all, but Lin Xian has always been a relatively independent child. It is a bit strange to stick to the elders and sleep together. Zhou Qin stabilized his mind, desperately comforting himself, don't think about it.

However, this time, when she looked at the decoration of Xiao Wanqing's house again with different eyes, she found that there were too many couples' supplies in pairs.

Zhou Qin sat on the sofa with a heavy heart, and lowered his eyelids slightly. Inadvertently, Yu Guang seemed to have swept something, and she suddenly opened her eyes unbelievably.

Under the coffee table, there were two pieces of underwear, one with black lace and a little more mature, and one with white—she bought it with Lin Xian. Xiao Yunqing, who likes to be tidy and orderly, what kind of situation might make the underwear scattered here and not put away, and what kind of situation might make them two pieces of underwear left here together.

Zhou Qin did not dare to think.

She turned her head and saw a few small rectangular pink packages thrown in the trash can, and she stiffened a bit. She squatted down, shaking her hand, and picked up a pack of finger cots from the trash can. Seeing the les written brightly on the top, Zhou Qin's entire body became soft, and her mind seemed to explode completely.

She could no longer care about the so-called upbringing and politeness. Her face was blue and her lips were shaking. She turned and hurried towards Xiao Wanqing's bedroom. She unscrewed the door handle of Xiao Wanqing's room and pushed openly. Door.

Because the door opened and closed too much, it hit the wall directly and made a loud bang.

Last night, Lin Xian was contented until the middle of the night before letting Xiao Wanqing off. At the moment, both of them were still sleeping soundly. Suddenly they heard a loud noise. The two were frightened, and both shook their bodies reflexively.

"What's wrong?" Lin Xian asked in confusion, was she dreaming?

Xiao Wanqing was embraced by Lin Xian in his arms. He just woke up, and the whole person was also confused. She shook her head, subconsciously freed from Lin Xianhuai, sat up and wanted to see what happened.

The nightdress is a suspender. As she got up, her shoulders and most of the skin in front of her were exposed to the air, and the ambiguous traces on her body were shocking.

There is no way to deceive others. Zhou Qin stood by the door. While seeing their ambiguous sleeping posture and the kiss marks on Xiao Wanqing's body, his blood rushed to the top of his head, his head buzzing and his eyes cracking.

Xiao Yuanqing touched his forehead, and as soon as he sat up, he suddenly saw the diagonally opposite door looking straight at their incredible Zhou Qin. In an instant, her blood color faded in panic, her face pale as paper.

Zhou Qin shook his body, stared at Xiao Wanqing with anger, and approached them step by step, trembling and gritted his teeth: "You are very good... very good. Xiao Yuanqing, how did you help me take care of my daughter? !"

Lin Xian was originally holding Xiao Wanqing's waist and coquettishly, and when she heard the sound, she stiffened and bounced from the bed afterwards. Seeing the person coming, she panicked and shouted, "Mom? Why are you here?!"

Xiao Wanqing conditionedly pulled up the quilt, embarrassedly blocking himself in front of him. She opened her mouth and wanted to call Zhou Qin, but when Zhou Qin's ugly face was seen, her throat was like something pinched and lost her voice.

The red marks all over Xiao Yunqing's body and Lin Xian's body stimulated Zhou Qin's fragility to the extreme nerve all night. Her temple jumped suddenly, and the whole person could not breathe.

She trusted Xiao Wanqing that way, and handed her daughter to her, how could she do this? ! Envy, how envious is it. She clenched her fists, and suddenly raised her hand high, facing Xiao Wanqing's delicate face, she slapped hard with all her strength, and said: "Xiao Wanqing, you are shameless!"