My wife...
The corners of Mu Wanqing's mouth twitched. He had never called himself such a disgusting name in front of outsiders.
Zhou Yiru smiled and said, "No, I'll drive slower."
"Brother Zhou, let's forget it. We have enough room at home, so there's no need to spend the whole night." Mu Wanqing was really worried about him driving away by herself, so she persuaded him again out of good intentions.
Zhou Yiru hesitated.
Wen Zhan was too lazy to talk to him anymore and looked at his wife: "Which room are you sleeping in? I've been driving for more than five hours and I'm tired."
"..." Mu Wanqing looked at him and groaned, "There are three rooms in the house..."
This means that one room is enough for one person, so there is no need to crowd together.
Wen Zhan raised his eyebrows: "Really? You mean, you made the bed in advance when you knew I was coming?"
"..." Mu Wanqing couldn't answer.
Ever since this guy appeared, her brain has been in a short-circuit state and she can't think normally at all.
I had forgotten that the other room was impossible to sleep in. There was no bed or clean bedding.
Therefore, they can only squeeze together.
"Then... let's sleep in this room..." She muttered, shaking her hand towards the room where she slept.
"It's getting late, Mr. Zhou, let's go to bed early. We'll talk about the cooperation case tomorrow." Wen Zhan dropped these words, turned around and went back to the room with his wife in his arms.
Zhou Yiru stood awkwardly in the main room, thinking that he was too lazy to bother in the middle of the night, and that he had lost the battle by leaving in such a dejected manner, so he calmly returned to the room where he had just slept.
The bedroom doors on both sides were closed front and back, isolating the two worlds.
Mu Wanqing stood beside the bed, looking at the man taking off his coat, still feeling incredible.
Five hours later, he actually drove here.
What do you want to do?
It's just one night, do you really doubt that you will cuckold him and go to all the trouble to catch him?
Is she that kind of person?
The heart of a villain measures the belly of a gentleman!
Wen Zhan took off his coat, looked around and saw that there was nowhere to put it, and turned his eyes to the woman.
"Why are you so dazed? You don't welcome me? Or do you think I ruined your good deeds?"
Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes at him and saw that he had no room to put his clothes. She lowered her chin to the bed and said, "The room is simple, so just spread it on the quilt."
Wen Zhan casually threw his coat on the bed.
Mu Wanqing had no choice but to get up, pick up his coat, unfold it, and spread it on the quilt - this would also keep him warmer.
Turning around, she saw that the man was already taking off his pants, and she frowned: "Are you going to sleep like this?"
Wen Zhan explained: "I took a shower at home before coming here."
The first thing he usually does when he gets home is take a shower and change clothes so that he is not dirty.
Mu Wanqing curled her lips and had nothing to say.
It was late at night, cold and sleepy, so she didn't bother to argue with him, so she turned around, climbed into bed, and got under the quilt.
The heat that had finally been suppressed by the quilt was now completely cold, and she huddled up, not even daring to straighten her legs.
Wen Zhan sat on the bed, sniffed and frowned: "What does this quilt smell like?"
The woman was buried in the quilt, with only two eyes left outside, and muttered: "I decided to spend the night at the last minute. The bedding in the closet is all moldy. I ran to the supermarket in town to buy new ones. You can just make do with it."
The quilts are all made of chemical fiber and smell like plastic. Naturally, they are incomparable with the expensive and skin-friendly silk quilts at home.
Sure enough, Wen Zhan was extremely disgusted, "Can I sleep here? Will it cause allergies? Will it cause cancer?"
"..." Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes at him and was silent for two seconds before saying, "If you don't like it, you can go to the county hotel to get a room, or you can just drive another five hours home."
Wen Zhan's face suddenly changed when he heard her indifferent attitude, "Mu Wanqing, you made a mistake and don't regret it at all, and you still sneer at me?"
"Why did I make a mistake? Is it wrong for me to go back to my hometown and see?"
She knew Wen Zhan was angry, but she thought she had done nothing wrong, so why should she be so groveling and cautious?
I'm used to him!
Therefore, she must be confident!
"Ha!" Wen Zhan sneered, "Sure enough, it's different if you have someone to support you. They will use strong words to make excuses!"
Mu Wanqing was particularly disgusted by his insinuations. After hearing the words, she simply turned around and said, "I'm very sleepy and don't want to quarrel with you."
She was sleepy, and so was Wen Zhan.
He got into the car on impulse and drove a long distance of more than five hours in one go - it was the first time that he had to drive so hard. He usually had Han Feng or Yi Hang as his driver.
What was even worse was that when he arrived in the town, he didn't know where his wife lived, so he made a series of phone calls and asked people to help check, from the province to the city to the county, and finally to the town.
After waiting for another half an hour, the village chief came, drove her to this remote corner of the mountain in a van, and knocked on the door for more than ten minutes - finally he found her!
In these five or six hours, who can understand his heart! Who can understand his frustration! Who can understand his anger!
Along the way, he thought of countless ways to severely punish this woman!
He even wanted to choke her to death!
But now, I think that my love rival is lying in the same room, and I can't make a fuss under any circumstances to make people laugh.
Not only should you not be noisy, but you should also show affection. The more disgusting, greasy, and fiery, the better!
Wen Zhan sat on the edge of the bed, thinking for a while, then turned to look at the woman lying on her side with her back to him, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an evil way.
Pulling up the quilt and lying down, he endured the pungent chemical fiber smell and felt the bone-chilling coldness of the quilt. He asked puzzledly: "You have been sleeping for a long time, why is it still cold under the quilt?"
"..." Mu Wanqing was speechless and remained silent.
Wen Zhan realized something, turned around and leaned against her, hugging her into his arms: "Is there no one to warm your bed? Your hands and feet are cold and you can't sleep warm?"
"..." She remained silent, but felt inexplicably aggrieved.
Seeing her look like this, Wen Zhan's heart, which had been filled with anger all night, was suddenly filled with joy.
He feels his worth!
At the same time, it also shows that this little guy is not bold enough to cuckold himself. He would rather lie alone in the cold than do anything wrong to him.
When his mood improved, he became dishonest, holding the woman's waist tightly and pushing her into his arms.
Mu Wanqing felt his warm embrace and suddenly felt warmth on her back. But thinking about the special situation today, she knew exactly what this man was thinking, so she couldn't help but resist.
"Stop making trouble, aren't you saying you are tired and sleepy? Go to bed quickly." She turned her elbow toward the man and declined in a low voice.
Wen Zhan smiled deeply and buried his handsome face in her hair, "Aren't you cold? I have a way to warm you up. Do you want to try it?"
She was confused and didn't react. She turned around slightly and said, "What can I do? Did you bring Nuan Baobao?"
That was her first thought.
I felt uncomfortable during my period a few days ago, so I slept with the warm baby in my arms for one night, and then it became a habit.
Even if the quilt is very warm, she still likes to put the baby warmer against her lower back. The hot compress can relieve the soreness and swelling in the lower back caused by breastfeeding.
Wen Zhan was speechless, smiled and said: "Is your husband useful for that thing?"
"..." She seemed to understand something.
Seeing that she remained silent, Wen Zhan knew that she understood. He put a slight force on her waist with his palms and pulled her down to lie down.
About to kiss.
Mu Wanqing hurriedly stopped him, her face red.
In the darkness, the two faced each other, breathing each other's breath.
Wen Zhan smiled evilly: "Isn't it cold? Doing some exercise will warm you up."
