Chapter 118 My

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When Song Zhi's last song was halfway through, Wenjiu took Jiang Yanci's hand and drove away.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Jiang Yanci took the initiative and said, "Let me drive."

"I'll do it. You must have not rested today. It's a good time to sleep for a while."

After that, Wenjiu opened the passenger door and urged Jiang Yanci, "Get in the car, get in the car."

Jiang Yanci was indeed a little tired today, so he did not insist and followed Wenjiu's instructions to sit in the passenger seat.

Soon, the car left the stadium.

Just as Wenjiu imagined, there was no traffic jam outside, but Wenjiu did not delay. She only slowed down the car slowly after the car had left the road section around the stadium.

While waiting for the traffic light, she turned her head to talk to Jiang Yanci, but saw that the person who was chatting with her not long ago had fallen asleep leaning on the chair.

Although he looked relaxed, fatigue was vaguely visible between his brows.

Wenjiu felt a little distressed.

Driving more steadily, Wenjiu took Jiang Yanci home without waking him up, since there was a guest room for him to stay in.

After arriving at the door of the house, Wenjiu unbuckled her seat belt and leaned to Jiang Yanci's side. She pressed the switch of his seat belt with her finger, and the seat belt loosened and was hooked by Wenjiu's finger.

Jiang Yanci woke up after noticing the slight movement, and when he raised his eyes, he met Wenjiu's amber eyes staring at him.

"Sorry." He moved his stiff waist, took the seat belt from Wenjiu's hand, let go of his hand and let it retract, then raised his hand and pinched Wenjiu's little face close to him:

"I fell asleep accidentally."

"You should rest if you are sleepy, why are you apologizing?" Wenjiu's waist was a little tired from keeping this action, but she still stretched out her hand to Jiang Yanci's shoulder and pushed him back when he was about to sit up.

"Hmm?" Jiang Yanci's eyes, still a little sleepy, fell on Wenjiu, and he didn't understand what she wanted to do.

Then the next second, Wenjiu's waist collapsed a little more, and the distance between the two was so close that their breaths were intertwined.

Jiang Yanci swallowed unconsciously, and he probably guessed what Wenjiu wanted to do.

Feeling her strenuous movements, Jiang Yanci was about to hold her waist, and then the next moment, Wenjiu lowered her head and kissed his neck.

As if she felt that this was not enough, her breath moved from his skin little by little, and finally stopped in the middle.

The next moment, a moist and warm touch came from his Adam's apple.

It was very light, and it separated as soon as it touched.

But Jiang Yanci seemed to have stopped breathing, and his outstretched hand just hovered in the air.

Wenjiu raised his head, and a satisfied smile appeared in his pupils with charming colors, and even his voice was soft and lingering: "

You want to kiss when you sleep."

Wenjiu knew very well that her love for Jiang Yanci included both physiological and psychological aspects.

Therefore, she unconsciously wanted to get close to him and wanted to stick to him at any time.

This kind of dependence has only ever been with him.

After saying this, Wenjiu retracted her aching waist and retreated.

However, the next moment, she saw Jiang Yanci, who was sitting on the passenger seat, get out of the car. Without waiting for her to follow him, he had already walked around to her side.

The car door was opened by him.

Wenjiu didn't even have time to open her mouth before the passionate kiss blocked all her breath.

It was unknown how long this kiss lasted. When Jiang Yanci let her go, Wenjiu's breathing was disordered.

Her chest was heaving, and she looked at the man who wiped off the lipstick from the corner of his lips and stood outside the car in a neat and tidy manner. Seeing the lust in his eyes that was as unshakable as hers, Wenjiu reluctantly forced herself to look away.

Why, I still want to kiss.

However, Wenjiu really didn't dare to kiss Jiang Yanci again. In case of an accidental discharge, Wenjiu couldn't guarantee that Jiang Yanci wouldn't be beaten to death by his dear parents.

One of them was in the car, and the other was outside the car. They calmed their breathing tacitly. When there was no abnormality in their expressions, Wenjiu got out of the car.

Jiang Yanci naturally held her hand. This elegant and cold look was completely different from the one who had just pressed her down and kissed her recklessly.

He took her to the guest room, prepared everything he needed and handed it to Jiang Yanci. When leaving the room, Wenjiu said,

"Good night."

Looking at her smiling face lying by the door, Jiang Yanci nodded, "Sweet dreams."

Wenjiu did not go to bed immediately after returning to the room.

She took out the photos she took with Jiang Yanci on the day of climbing the mountain, as well as the group photos they took on other days, and the photos taken at the concert today, and selected nine of them.

Then she captioned: [Mine.]

On the other hand, Jiang Yanci clicked on Wenjiu's Moments after receiving a special attention notification from Moments. After seeing the content, his heartbeat uncontrollably accelerated.

He stared at the page for a long time before replying below: [Yes, yours.]

After posting this Moments, Wenjiu said good night to Jiang Yanci again, and then threw his phone aside to sleep.

At the same time, Shengyi Club.

A cry of surprise came from the mouth of a person who was playing with his phone in the box.

Lu Ming glanced at him and said nothing more. He just raised his hand to snatch the wine that Jian Yue was putting into his mouth again, frowning and said:

"Even if you drink yourself to death, Wen Jiu won't even look at you. Do you think it's fun to torture yourself like this!"

"No!" Jian Yue took back the wine that Lu Ming had taken away and drank it all up. His peach blossom eyes, which used to be charming and amorous, were now filled with terrifying bloodshot.

He swallowed the spicy wine, feeling the burning sensation in his stomach, and murmured to himself:

"Why didn't she come to see me after I got drunk so many times?"

"Mingming, she loves me so much, why doesn't she want me anymore?"

"Lu Ming," Jian Yue asked the people around him in confusion: "Is the mistake I made so unforgivable?"

Lu Ming was silent for a moment, and asked: "Is there a difference between killing one person and killing ten people? Even I can see clearly that Wenjiu left you because she can no longer trust you."

As soon as these words came out, Jian Yue's heart, which was on the verge of breaking, trembled. He leaned against the sofa weakly and raised his hand to cover his eyes soaked with tears. Did

he really not know the reason why Wenjiu left?

No, he just didn't want to admit that he had lost her just like that.

"Fuck! It's true!"

As the depressing atmosphere spread here, another exclamation rang out.

Jian Yue kicked the table in front of him, raised his eyes and shouted angrily: "Can you all stop being so startled!"

The box was quiet for a moment. Pei Hua, who noticed their movements and took out his phone to take a look, reminded:

"You should check your phone before you lose your temper." His voice was neither salty nor bland, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Lu Ming frowned, and when Jian Yue took out his phone, he also leaned over to see what was going on.