Wang Ai took Shi Wenjun's arm: "Oh, we've been together for so long, what's the point of taking a bath together? Come on, why don't I carry you! Let me tell you, I have tolerated you for a long time, and you have
You can only admit it after I say it!”
Shi Wenjun shook her off twice but was pushed awkwardly into the bathroom. She was really afraid that Wang Ai would get in on her: "I told you, forget about the rest, but the last step will definitely not work, don't force me.
"
Seeing that Wang Ai had finished taking off his pants and looked up with a gleam in his eyes, Shi Wenjun quickly added: "I have to work tomorrow, can you bear to let me be laughed at?"
"When?"
"Um, um...back to Europe."
Wang Ai straightened up, taking advantage of his advantage, stretched out his hand to hold Shi Wenjun's delicate chin, and raised her delicate face: "We agreed, we can't run away again this time. After all these years, it's time to get through it.
."
After finishing speaking, Wang Ai reached out to help her take off her clothes. Shi Wenjun quickly struggled and backed away: "No, I will do it by myself, I will do it by myself."
Wang Ai nodded, turned around and stood under the showerhead, and suddenly took it off and pointed it at Shi Wenjun...
Shi Wenjun, who was uncomfortably taking off his clothes with his head lowered, raised his head and looked blankly at Wang Ai and his face, seeing the water droplets dripping from his body. He yelled "Ah", pulled off his underwear and threw it on Wang Ai's face.
…
Wang Ai held his head while being beaten and complained: "You have never felt so happy taking off your clothes!"
After a while of commotion, both of them were wet. Shi Wenjun gasped and escaped from Wang Ai's back. When Wang Ai stood up and looked at her aggressively, he couldn't help but blush.
"What are you looking at? Just my little one."
"I was joking when I said you were young, but it doesn't mean I don't like it."
Shi Wenjun tilted his head, closed his eyes, and leaned against the wall. After struggling a few times, he couldn't get out. But after a while, he couldn't stand anymore, so he held on to the wall and hid in the bathtub. Wang Ai followed closely and stood in the bathtub.
Li touched Shi Wenjun's face and guided her hand: "Let's understand it. You will use it frequently in the future."
"Ugly." Shi Wenjun closed his eyes and made a comment. Leng Buding was pushed against him. He opened his eyes angrily, and his eyebrows were already raised.
"You have to give me something, right?" Wang Aiqiang calmly persuaded: "Don't be so conservative, don't tell me you don't know."
After a long stalemate, Shi Wenjun punched Wang Ai hard on the abdominal muscles. Seeing that Wang Ai still didn't flinch, he could only comply with the man's wishes in frustration.
Then I heard the smelly man above let out a fake sigh, taking advantage and making sarcastic remarks: "I thought you were going to bite me."
This made Shi Wenjun want to get angry but couldn't. He wanted to laugh but was not in the mood. He was helpless but unwilling. So he clenched the hand that was holding the man's waist: Anyway, if you poke me once, I will pinch you!
When Shi Wenjun woke up in Wang Ai's arms early the next morning, he saw Wang Ai's unhappy expression when he opened his eyes: "My waist is purple!"
Shi Wenjun blurted out: "My voice is still hoarse."
After saying that, she suddenly felt ashamed. The little beauty pushed the smelly man away and angrily got up to wash up. Wang Ai looked at her figure from behind and laughed. When she was in Milan, she would never be like this without wearing any clothes.
He walked away in a daze.
The so-called water drops penetrate the stone, but the rope cuts the wood!
It was another day full of activities. During dinner in the evening, the delegation explained to everyone the disciplinary requirements for leaving the country tomorrow, and then told everyone to have a good rest.
"Are you good at acting?" After returning to the room, Wang Ai put his arm around Shi Wenjun's shoulders: "You didn't let others see it at all."
Shi Wenjun rolled his eyes: "Nonsense, a sore throat doesn't affect walking."
"Hey hey hey!" Wang Ai held the little beauty in his arms and raised his hand. The little beauty screamed and fell on the bed. Then Wang Ai jumped on her and bit her without waiting for the little beauty to say nonsense.
Q.
Shi Wenjun's only resistance was to kick his legs and knock Wang Ai on the back. Wang Ai didn't care. The little beauty at this time was no better than the little beauty who had just been hit by the shower yesterday and had no strength at all.
After a while, Shi Wenjun's waist suddenly stood up high under the quilt, and a long, slightly sharp hum came from his throat.
"Haven't you touched enough?" After a long time, Shi Wenjun gasped feebly.
"Hey, are you okay?" Wang Ai bit Shi Wenjun's earlobe, raised his head and asked with a smile.
The little beauty turned away and gasped without saying anything, but Wang Ai got out of bed with a smirk and walked in the direction where her face was facing.
"Well!" Shi Wenjun, who was attacked, glared at Wang Ai fiercely and hid back: "I have something to tell you."
"That's all." Wang Ai continued to approach without taking it seriously.
Shi Wenjun groaned angrily and used his arms and elbows to block Wang Ai. He took a few deep breaths and suddenly stood up and pointed at Wang Ai: "Open your mouth!"
Wang Ai raised his eyebrows, "Ah~"
Then, Shi Wenjun inserted two fingers into Wang Ai's mouth: "Speak."
Wang Ai's eyes widened: How can he say this?
"You know!" When Wang Ai nodded, he took his fingers back and wiped them on Wang Ai's clothes in disgust.
"Okay, you tell me something first." Wang Ai nodded generously: "I'll wait a moment!"
Shi Wenjun rolled his eyes at Wang Ai, tidied up, got out of bed, went to the desk and turned on the computer: "I found it this afternoon, and now... um? It has become a hot spot? Look, I remember you and that Kung Fu guy last night
The celebrity didn't talk about anything about the foundation, so how come it's become a rumor that you want to become a shareholder of that foundation?"
Wang Ai was pressing Shi Wenjun's shoulder and using his height to peek. When he heard this, he couldn't help but frowned. He sat in front of the computer and browsed the news on various platforms. For example, a Weibo user wrote: "Wang Ai
Agree to serve as director of the foundation" and attached a photo of the conversation last night.
Relevant news has also come out in major forums, and some of them are very long. Under Wang Ai's Weibo post of photos of the event in Shenzhen yesterday, fans and netizens who didn't know the truth sent blessings and asked questions.
"Do you have this idea?" Shi Wenjun shook his head when he saw Wang Ai: "Then do you want to clarify? I feel that there may be a manipulator behind this matter. So many platforms are unanimous, and it seems to be forcing you to submit."
Wang Ai turned to look at Shi Wenjun's beautiful face, snorted and stood up, turned around twice, sat down again and opened the Weibo dialog box: "What should a martial arts champion and a football champion talk about when they meet for the first time? Of course it's sports! Although
We both do charity, but in different ways. I tend to make donations, and Mr. Li tends to manage donations. In short, Mr. Li and I are not on the same page, and there is no need to work together."
Shi Wenjun frowned and tasted it: "Are you going too far? This clearly means 'different ways, don't work together'?"
Wang Ai snorted with a straight face: "They all think that a gentleman is like jade, and a gentleman can be bullied. But jade is also a stone, and even if you hit it on the head, it will bleed!"
