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Wen Ning licked her lips and whispered, "It's not actually..." It was just his ex-wife.
Jiang Shu knew what she wanted to say in the next sentence, and immediately put his big hand on the back of her head: "Don't irritate me any more."
It's this sentence again, he only used this sentence from beginning to end, Wen Ning couldn't help laughing, the little girl's eyelashes trembled, as if she had made up her mind, she moved her body and drilled into his arms. After drilling, he wrapped his hands around his neck: "So what? Isn't the thorn irritating...?"
When she said this, she blushed with hindsight. She wanted to let go, but was pulled by Jiang Shu, and the man smiled: "Why? I hooked someone, but I became shy. ?"
Wen Ning was embarrassed to look at him again, and hummed and buried her face: "Jiang Shu, stop talking..."
"Who did you learn bad from?" The man didn't forgive her.
! Not with him, but who else could he be.
Wen Ning's dull voice came from his arms: "I didn't..."
Jiang Shu got up and followed her down: "Don't hide, don't you mean to stimulate?"
"I don't want it anymore...!" The little girl's shy and tender voice entered Jiang Shu's ears, making him feel itchy.
Wen Ning bit her lip, the corners of her lips were curved, and there was a smile she couldn't hide in her eyes. She couldn't erase this bastard from her heart from beginning to end. How could she be willing to resist such a warm way of getting along with her now? .
Jiang Shu lowered his head, just as he was planning to get close to her pink lips to take advantage, but the damn phone by the bed just rang.
Wen Ning seemed to wake up from a dream, and crawled out of his arms with both hands and feet. Before she could escape from the hospital bed, he was hugged back by his waist.
Zhou Ziheng's name was on the caller ID. At this point, Zhou Ziheng personally called. Wen Ning knew it was not a trivial matter, so he hurriedly picked it up, and patted Jiang Shu's "chaotic" hand on her body.
"Mr. Zhou?" Wen Ning's tone was very well-behaved, very different from the petite and stubborn when facing Jiang Shu.
Zhou Ziheng was stunned when he heard the name over there. He just called Wen Ning's cell phone and no one answered, and then he called Jiang Shu, but he didn't expect it to work. "
Wen was silent for a few seconds, then cautiously called out, "Little uncle."
Zhou Ziheng said "um", remembering the business of the call: "what's the matter, I just searched the hot search, do you know?"
Wen Ning blinked and thought about it: "Well, Qingqing just asked me to post a Weibo report that I'm safe." She also donated 600,000 yuan to the disaster in the name of fans, almost taking out all of her family's wealth. Now, although I didn't pay attention to the follow-up after I posted it, and I was always entangled by Jiang Shu, I was used to the hot search issue, which was expected.
As soon as Zhou Ziheng heard her tone, he knew that this silly girl didn't know why she was on the hot search tonight.
Jiang Shu just listened to her obediently shouting "little uncle", and it was quite delicious. Why wasn't he so good in front of him? To be so obedient to other men, not even my uncle, he is still her Jiang Shu! As for my brother, I don't see her being good either.
Jiang Shu got very close, and when he heard the male voice on the phone, his jealousy grew stronger. The man reached in with a big hand, kissed her cheek deeply, and then reached her earlobe without hesitation.
This caused Wen Ning to hold her breath unconsciously and did not dare to make a sound, for fear that Zhou Ziheng would hear something different.
On the other end of the phone, Zhou Ziheng said lightly, "Have you been with Jiang Shu all this time?"
"No wonder."
"What's wrong?"
"Look on the hot search. Your Weibo that night was posted by his account. What kind of fans are you, yes, C fans are excited to start writing poems..."
Wen Ning: "???"
After he made such a fuss, Wen Ning's hand, which was busy clicking on the hot search, suddenly trembled, and she didn't pay attention to click on the text message bar on her mobile phone.
She didn't realize that the phone was not hers, so she didn't worry about sex, and her eyes subconsciously stayed on the first few lines of the text message column.
The little girl swept for a few seconds, her delicate brows slightly wrinkled.
[Ren Tiangao: President Jiang, all the documents in the morning have been delivered, and I have already greeted several high-level executives. In the near future, no one will disturb you and your wife to re-cultivate your relationship. 】
[Ren Tiangao: The doctor's rhetoric has been uniformly notified, and the wife is simple-minded and will not be suspicious. 】
[Ren Tiangao: President Jiang, there is a dinner party next Saturday. It is the engagement banquet hosted by the old man of the He family for Young Master He. Are you ready? 】
Every word clearly reflected in Wen Ning's eyes. She suddenly remembered the whispers she heard from the nurses outside the corridor, and also thought of Jiang Shu's rather abnormal behavior these days, and she understood it all at once.
Wen Ning turned off the phone, and didn't have the time to look at the hot search again. She turned around, and Jiang Shu still hugged her.
The little girl suddenly put on a seductive expression, and "licked" her lips. The soft pink lips were dyed with a light water light, and then she suddenly hooked his neck and brought herself to him, the little wild cat. He seemed to smile, and called out tenderly, "Brother Jiang Shu..."
Jiang Shu's unsatisfactory heart was about to cry to her, and he couldn't resist any temptation at all, so he kissed the little lips.
Wen Ning closed her eyes, let him kiss for a while, hooked her lips with a half-smile, and then bit down hard.
Chapter 72
Wen Ning took this sip and tried her hardest. She was going to be mad at this bastard. She worried for so many days, and was wronged for so many days. In the end, she found out that it was all fake?
In an instant, the breath of the two was stained with a faint smell of rust. However, Jiang Shu had rough skin and thick flesh. He had been used to it since Ono. He had suffered numerous major and minor injuries. This little skin injury was insignificant at all, not to mention his dear baby. De Ye, he just regarded it as a small interest, completely disregarded it, unknowingly, still immersed in the initiative of the little guy.
When Wen Ning pushed him away, the man glanced at her inappropriate face, then raised his eyebrows and chuckled lazily, his thumb oozing blood on the corner of his lips. He wiped the place casually, then lowered his eyes and glanced at the blood on his thumb, and his voice was solemn: "What's wrong? Who made you unhappy, tell me, eh? I'll get it back for you. ."