Bei Chenxiao was sitting in the living room. The ashtray was filled with cigarette butts. He reached for the cigarette case and found it was empty.
At this time, Widowmaker opened the door and said respectfully: "Miss Wen is here."
At the same time, the doctor also walked out of the bedroom with the test results, "Master, the results are out."
Bei Chenxiao looked up at Wen Tong. She was wearing a white knitted jacket and an orange bottom shirt. Her hair was tied into a ponytail at the back of her head. She looked as innocent as the girl next door, but her eyes were slightly tired. She looked at him
His eyes were filled with confusion.
The two people sat face to face, as if they were negotiating in a serious atmosphere.
The doctor stood aside with the test sheet. Beichenxiao didn't say anything, and he didn't dare to act rashly.
"It's okay to talk." Bei Chenxiao ordered the doctor, but his eyes were looking at Wen Tong.
Her two hands were twisted together, her right hand tightly squeezing the knuckles of her left hand. She knew he was looking at her and lowered her head slightly.
The doctor placed the test sheet in front of Bei Chenxiao and said with certainty: "This child has nothing to do with Mr. Chen."
"No, it's impossible."
Before the two of them could react, Xia Shulei was already yelling in the bedroom, "The child is Bei Chenxiao's. You must be colluding. We did it many times that night... Well."
The linen cloth that had just been spat out was stuffed back by Lei Xiang, "Shut up."
Xia Shulei was still whining. The door was open just now and he heard everything the doctor said.
No, they are lying. How could this child not be Beichen Xiao's? There must be something wrong with these quacks.
"Shut up, bitch." Lei Xiang slapped her unceremoniously, walked over and closed the door tightly.
In the living room, Bei Chenxiao winked at the doctor, and the doctor immediately explained to Wen Tong, "We are an authoritative organization for DNA certification. I can assure you that our test results are 100% accurate. This child has nothing to do with Chen Shao."
, is not the child of Master Chen.”
Wen Tong's hands that had been tightly entwined finally slowly loosened up, and the heavy stone in his heart fell to the ground instantly.
Seeing that her expression had softened, Beichenxiao immediately stood up and sat next to her, holding her cold little hand and saying, "I'm sorry, I drank too much that night and didn't know what I did. I promise you,
I will never drink again in the future, please forgive me, okay?"
Wen Tong still lowered his head and said nothing.
He was nervous, but she was actually more nervous than him.
If the child was really his, she would only leave him temporarily and wait for him to solve the problem.
She would not be stupid enough to ruin her love for a conspiracy of a woman she hates the most. In doing so, wouldn't she fall into a trap carefully designed by others?
As long as she knows that Beichen Xiao is not cheating on her, it is enough, and forgiveness is only a matter of time.
Now, God is taking care of her, and that child is really not his, so why should she not forgive him for his temporary fault?
But, did she really take advantage of this man like this? Then she was too talkative. She had to let him remember this lesson.
Seeing Wen Tong's silence, Bei Chenxiao became anxious, thinking that she still refused to forgive him, so he glanced at the doctor, who immediately left knowingly.
In a blink of an eye, they were the only two people left in the hall. He immediately hugged her shamelessly, biting and kissing her sweet-smelling face.
"It's all my fault. You punish me. As long as you are happy, I can do whatever you ask me to do. Do you want me to kneel down and beg you, eh?"
He went to kiss her lips, but she ducked back. He grabbed her slender waist and forced her to press on the sofa, covering her whole body.
"Beichen Xiao, let go." Wen Tong was annoyed with him.
"Don't let go, unless you say you're not angry anymore." He kissed her soft lips, greedily absorbing her fragrance, and his other hand began to wander all over her body.
Wen Tong couldn't dodge his ruthless pursuit, so she could only let him move his hands up and down, and ate all the tofu.
"Beichen Xiao, you said, you are willing to do whatever I ask you to do." He put one hand against his chest and tried to widen the distance between the two of them.
"Yes." He answered vaguely, licking her sensitive ears with the tip of his warm tongue. She curled up into a ball as if she was electrocuted, and inadvertently let out a hum in her mouth.
His eyes darkened, and he felt a fire rising from his lower abdomen. Regardless of whether she wanted to or not, he picked her up and walked to the bedroom on the side.
He couldn't stand it anymore, he had to have her now.
"Are you true to your word?" Being held by him, she felt that he was taking long strides and breathing heavily, but unexpectedly she did not resist, but instead put her arms around his neck and tilted her head to ask.
"Calculate."
"You can really do anything?" Her fingertips accidentally scratched his neck, causing him to tremble.
"Really." He listened to her weak voice, and his body became tighter and tighter. He had reached the critical edge. The arrow was on the string, and no ghosts or gods could stop him from unleashing his power.
He kicked open the door, pushed her onto the bed, and couldn't wait to pull off her clothes, revealing a piece of snow-white skin, as clean and transparent as fine porcelain, with a faint pink tint, and she was like a snake under her body.
Twisting, a pair of smiling and charming eyes seemed to be a seductive fairy, charming him to the very core.
Beichen Xiao's throat was dry, his blood was boiling, and his movements became more rough.
Just when his hand slid to her pants, he suddenly heard Wen Tong say in a clear tone that could destroy him, "I want you not to do that with me for a week."
One week?
"From now on." She emphasized.
Beichen Xiao pursed his thin lips tightly and his eyes were red. Why didn't she just kill him?
She managed to see the frustration on his face, and calmly adjusted her clothes, not forgetting to deliberately let out a few hints of spring to make him want to pounce on her and rape her directly.
After getting dressed, she saw the man half-kneeling on the bed. She leaned down and kissed him on the face. She moved her fingertips dexterously on his chest and said in a charming voice: "
Remember, if you break the contract within one week, I will never forgive you again."
She pointed her tall nose with her slender finger and smiled as sweetly as a silver bell.
This is undoubtedly the biggest punishment for him, as you can tell by looking at the frustrated expression on his face.
Since moving to his villa, he played almost every night, tirelessly, and every time she would have backache for a long time.
"Wen Tong, can we discuss the deadline?" Beichen Xiao wanted to fight for some rights and made a pitiful request.
He saw her blinking her eyes as if thinking, and he felt happy.
"Then... just add another week."
"...It's still a week."
"Be good." Wen Tong twisted his ears.
"If you can't do it, how about kissing and touching it?" He still didn't give up.
"no."
"Do you want to be so cruel?"
"You asked for it."
"Wen Tong, I was wrong."
"It's too late to say this."
He sighed in annoyance, Oh my God!
Wen Tong suddenly remembered the voice he heard just now, so she asked him, "What are you going to do with Xia Shulei?"