Leng Muchen hugged Qin Yaying and sat on the sofa, "You think so too, right?"
"I didn't." Qin Yaying immediately shook her head in denial. She didn't know that she would seem to have fallen into a pit now.
"It doesn't matter if you have it or not, I just think it's good." Leng Muchen picked up the wine glass, and the two goblets collided, making a crisp sound.
Qin Yaying looked at the wine in the glass and saw that Leng Muchen had already finished it in one gulp. She hesitated and drank it.
Leng Muchen looked at her, raised his lips and smiled, "It seems that your ability to drink has really increased a lot."
He has always been unwilling to let Qin Yaying take another sip, and considering that Qin Yaying never drank alcohol before, she is doing well now.
Of course, Qin Yaying wanted to drink, and she also wanted to drink in front of him.
"I learned it when I was in Italy." Qin Yaying looked at him. This was also her truth. In the past, when she was around him, she was not only afraid but also afraid. Even if she fell in love, she still did not dare to say it.
Later, when she arrived in Italy, no matter what happened, she had to do it alone. After so many years of pain, she became happy and brave enough to face it. She had her dreams and needs.
A matter of hard work.
"Were you happy there? Are you happy without me?" he asked.
Qin Yaying looked at him, "At that time, it hurt every day, but I really didn't want to die." At that time, she wanted to see him, but she didn't dare to see him.
Because she was kicked out by him, she didn't know how she could come back, and how she would look when she came back to see him.
So, she ran away and didn't even want to come back. Moreover, she knew that Leng Muchen had Anna by his side, but what she couldn't let go of was the feeling in her heart, right?
"You are well now and you will be well in the future. You suffered too much in the past. You paid a lot for me at that time, and I understand." Leng Muchen also knew what Fu Zijun had done for Qin Yaying at that time.
everything.
He was grateful to Fu Zijun, but he could not allow Fu Zijun to always appear in front of Qin Yaying.
Qin Yaying poured another glass of wine and handed it to him, "I'd like to toast you to this glass."
Leng Muchen took it, "Shouldn't the way you respect me be a little more special?" He hugged her into his arms and pulled off the bath towel in front of her.
"Don't..." Qin Yaying took a step back. The towel in front of her was pulled by him, and she suddenly felt empty in her chest.
"It's not like I haven't seen it before." Leng Muchen really hadn't thought about it. She looked more charming than imagined when she put on this dress, which made his lower abdomen tighten.
Qin Yaying turned her head away slightly, "That's different."
"What's different? Otherwise, do you want to take off this one and drink red wine with me?" Leng Muchen's lips were smiling. He was just teasing this woman. Seeing her like this, he
My mood is really good.
"I don't want to. What are you thinking!" Qin Yaying drank the wine in one gulp. She turned around and wanted to leave, but he pulled her back.
Leng Muchen's lips pressed against hers, kissing her deeply and lightly. Her slender arms went around her waist, and the two leaned against the sofa, clinging tightly to each other.
After the kiss ended, she leaned against his chest, breathing heavily.
Leng Muchen's thick eyebrows frowned, "Yingying, what kind of incense did you buy?" He didn't even pay attention just now.
Qin Yaying was already a little drunk after a few glasses of wine. When Leng Muchen asked her, she just responded lightly.
"Yingying, are you drunk?" Leng Muchen didn't think Qin Yaying's drinking capacity was that bad. He reached out and lifted her face, only to find that her face was strangely blushing.
Qin Yaying wrapped her whole body around him, "Mu Chen."
Seeing her reaction, Leng Muchen was now convinced that the incense this woman bought was actually an aphrodisiac.
"Yingying, who bought the things with you?" Leng Muchen raised her chin and looked at Qin Yaying, whose eyes were blurred in front of her.
He was sure that Qin Yaying must not know that it was an aphrodisiac incense, because she was not so courageous, nor was she so open-minded.
"Sister Rongrong." Qin Yaying moved closer to his arms and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist.
Leng Muchen could also guess it. It seemed that Wen Heng was too indulgent of his wife. He Rong was pregnant with the child, so she was probably bored and panicked, so she came up with this idea.
"Then do you know what it is?" Leng Muchen's lips brushed against hers, and her whole body trembled, and she subconsciously let out a cry.
Qin Yaying shook her head, "I don't know."
If she knew, she would never buy these. Moreover, she felt that her whole body was hot and the heat made her uncomfortable.
Leng Muchen saw her tugging on her nightgown, "You feel uncomfortable, don't you?"
Originally, it would be a good thing to add a little more romance between husband and wife, but this woman was afraid that tonight would be difficult.
Qin Yaying nodded, "Yeah, it feels uncomfortable." She started to pull open his nightgown and slipped her little hands into his nightgown, "Mu Chen, do you want me, okay?"
"This woman..." Leng Muchen had no resistance to her.
Qin Yaying also knew very well what she was doing, but she couldn't stop. She felt that her body was empty and she wanted him to fill it.
Leng Muchen took off the bathrobe on his body, and his big palms gently touched and kneaded her through the thin nightgown, releasing the strange heat in her body.
The two were tightly entangled on the sofa, Qin Yaying's hands moved around his body, her whole body leaned towards him, and her body kept twisting.
"Yingying, slow down, it will hurt you." Although Leng Muchen likes Qin Yaying's enthusiasm, her enthusiasm is what worries him the most.
She now has some sense of her own.
Qin Yaying's lips moved little by little on his body, leaving every mark of hers, and every kiss and every light touch of hers aroused the desire in him.
Qin Yaying sat astride him, and before Leng Muchen had time to prepare her to adapt to his entry, the two of them were already tightly together.
"Uh." Qin Yaying frowned. She clung to his shoulder, and the relationship between the two became gentle, and they began to get closer.
Leng Muchen picked her up, and the two of them moved from the sofa to the bed. The night was getting darker, and with the little candlelight in the room, the two of them completely ignored everything else. Qin Yaying took the initiative to control everything.
This time, she lost miserably again. Not only did she fail to win the game, but she made herself lose even more completely.
Leng Muchen looked at the sleeping woman in his arms. She was really tired. She would be surprised if she wasn't tired after such a hard night.
He got up, extinguished the incense, and then turned back to bed. Qin Yaying was so enthusiastic in the night, and he was afraid that she would regret it when she woke up tomorrow, or not admit anything.
He Rong stood up to drink water, and Wen Heng came over and said, "It's so late and you're still not sleeping? Is the child in your belly bothering you?"
"No, the child has been very honest recently." He Rong took a sip of water and looked at Wen Heng, "Let me tell you one thing, if Master Leng really wants to settle a score with me, you must help me.
"
"What's wrong? You just went out today, why did you do something again? Did you bully your sister-in-law?" As soon as Wen Heng mentioned that Leng Muchen would settle accounts with He Rong, he started to feel cold all over his body.
Cold sweat.
He Rong looked at Wen Heng's nervous look and shook her head, "No more. Today my sister-in-law said that she wanted to add some excitement. By the way, she wanted to take the initiative before being reactive and asked me for advice.
." What she said was simple.
In fact, things are simple to begin with, but men and women look different from different angles.
"Then you gave your sister-in-law some advice?" Wen Heng raised his eyebrows, somewhat unbelievable. My sister-in-law should not be such a person, so how could she suddenly think of these things?
Moreover, if Leng Muchen wanted to do something, would Qin Yaying still have a chance?
"Yes, not only did I come up with an idea, but it was also a good idea." He Rong looked proud.
"If it's a good idea, what are you still worried about? What's there to worry about?" Wen Heng always felt that sometimes what He Rong did was not that reliable.
He Rong sighed, "Originally, I thought it was a good idea, but now that I think about it, it's not really a good idea. At best, it's just a bad idea."