An Jingxing was startled by Tang Qianrong's words, but when he heard him calling the word "wife", he suddenly understood.
Feelings, does this man regard himself as Le Zhen and Le Zhu’s mother?
An Jingxing had previously thought about how a woman could be so cruel and abandon two such beautiful and lovely children at such a time. She originally thought it was Mr. Tang who gave up after all, but now it seems...
It seems that Mr. Tang has been let down...
Is that woman too carefree?
The speculation in her heart made An Jingxing feel a little more sympathetic to Tang Qianrong, and her original struggle became a little less vigorous. She put her hand between Tang Qianrong and herself, trying to push him away slightly, without forgetting to continue to persuade.
"Mr. Tang, you are drunk. I am not your wife. I am An Jingxing, your child's wet nurse. Mr. Tang? Mr. Tang?"
"Wife..." Tang Qianrong's voice was a little confused. He half-squinted his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him, looking drunk and dizzy. An Jingxing could only sigh in the end, turned around and took Tang Qianrong's right hand away.
Put it on your shoulders.
"Mr. Tang, if you persist a little longer, I will help you go back to your room to sleep."
She didn't know how much this man had drunk tonight, but An Jingxing saw that his steps were a bit shaky. She carried him up a flight of less than thirty steps for almost ten minutes.
Finally, he helped Tang Qianrong into his bedroom and put him on the bed. An Jingxing was just about to stand up from his bed and leave. Unexpectedly, Tang Qianrong, who was already drunk and unconscious, suddenly turned over and grabbed it with his big hand.
He dragged An Jingxing to the bed.
"Wife... be good..."
The man's voice was very low, with a bit of a drunken hoarseness, and it was very nice to hear.
But when this voice fell in An Jingxing's ears, it was as if a basin of cold water was poured on her head. But thinking of this man's identity, she could not use force. In the end, she could only reach out and push her arm, and continued:
"Mr. Tang, Mr. Tang? You are drunk. I am not your wife. You have the wrong person..."
However, this man weighed much more than she did, and since she was still in confinement, her body was already much weaker than usual, and she couldn't exert any strength at this time.
After pushing several times in a row, Tang Qianrong's body became as stable as a rock.
An Jingxing was so tired that he broke out in sweat and finally lost.
And at this moment, An Jingxing felt a strong smell of alcohol coming towards her cheeks... The next moment, a pair of big palms went along her waist and into her clothes... and climbed straight up.
Her bra-clad... chest!
Even An Jingxing couldn't remain calm now. She used all her strength to push the man out of her body. When there was a little space, she quickly jumped out of bed and ran towards the door.
I was so stunned along the way that I didn’t even dare to look back!
Tang Qianrong, who was suddenly kicked away by An Jingxing, heard the sound of An Jingxing's footsteps getting further away, and his drunken eyes suddenly opened. His handsome features were as usual, but there was no trace of him.
Drunk, he looked at the roof with far-reaching eyes.
For a long time... a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The little girl is indeed still very young.
Just a hug and a touch made him feel so delicious that he couldn't control it... If this continued...
I'm afraid he won't be able to control her before she grows up enough to be eaten, right?
