Diamond Wedding: Exclusive possession of mystery wife

Jane Qing's smile on the corner of her lips stiffened and half rang, gritting her teeth and said, "so?"

"So, you wear this at night." Quan Jingwu shook his nightgown and whispered.

I dare say he is waiting for her here. Jianqing feels that he has calculated again. She is very angry.

"Change the terms," she said in a muffled voice, leaning over her head.

"Then wear my shirt?"

Jane frowned. "You're so annoying?"

Quan Jingwu leaned against the wardrobe, his thin lips raised, waiting for her decision.

"Just wear it. What's the big deal." she grabbed the Nightgown from his hand and stared at him fiercely.

The nightdress is a little longer than his shirt. Who asked her to promise him a condition? Sooner or later, she will definitely pull back the game.

Looking at the bathroom door being thrown, the low laughter drowned from his bright red thin lips, and the confused eyes were stained with a star smile.

"Dudu -

There was a knock at the door. The waiter of the villa sent something.

"Master Jing, this is the fruit wine prepared for each guest in the villa, which is specially brewed in the villa." seeing that the person who opened the door was Quan Jingwu, the waiter could hardly hold the fruit wine in his hand.

Quan Jingwu reached out and took it. The waiter nodded respectfully and sped away.

Just put the fruit wine on the table. The next second, the door of the bathroom was pushed open.

The white figure came out of the bathroom.

Quan Jingwu turned around. The picture in front of him stunned him and his throat tightened involuntarily.

The suspender pajamas are wrapped around the woman's exquisite body. The legs exposed by the knee length skirt are snow-white and slender. The long ink color is scattered on the shoulders. The hair is wet with some drops of water, and the exquisite clavicle glows seductively under the light.

It was the first time she wore a skirt in front of him, but it was damn exciting.

"Did anyone just come?" asked Jane Qing, wiping her hair.

Quan Jingwu suddenly lit the star ignition seedling in the bottom of his eyes, walked steadily towards her, raised his hand and took the towel in her hand.

"Xiaojing?" Jane Qing looked up and inadvertently looked up at his purple eyes, and her heartbeat suddenly missed a beat.

I always feel that the small scene tonight seems a little different.

Quan Jingwu hum, took over her job and gently wiped her hair.

Jane Qing stood obediently and let him wipe her hair. The warm yellow light hit them, and a faint warmth gradually spread.

After wiping for a while, he felt that his hair was no longer dripping. Jian Qing raised his hand and stopped him. "Xiaojing, I'll do the rest myself. Go take a bath first."

Hearing the speech, he hooked the corners of his mouth and leaned close to her ear. His thin lips closed one by one, and his hoarse magnetic voice overflowed.

"Darling, the skirt suits you very well!"

Then he stood up straight, took his prepared nightgown and went to the bathroom.

Jane's eyes flashed a little dull until the sound of the bathroom door closing came, which didn't come back to her mind.

He just said the skirt fits her well, so is this a turn to praise her?

Looking back at the closed bathroom door, she chuckled.

Sitting down on the sofa, he looked up and saw a bottle of wine on the table. The transparent crystal bottle was filled with demon red liquid. The color matching was very strong and eye-catching.

Did you just send it?

She reached for it and pulled out the cork. A faint smell of fruit broke into her nose. It smells good.

Fruit wine?

Jane's eyes turned, took the cup and poured half of it.

After a shallow taste, the mellow wine fragrance blooms in the taste buds with a trace of sweetness. Jian Qing sips it continuously, and half a cup of fruit wine will see the bottom in an instant.

When Quan Jingwu came out of the bathroom, he saw the woman's small face blushing and sleepy on the sofa. His sight touched the open wine bottle on the table.

He walked quickly and reached for the glass in her hand, but she hid him.

"Xiaojing, have a good drink of this wine!" Jane Qing looked at him vaguely, with a bright smile on her delicate face.

Everyone around Jianqing knows that Jianqing's sister and brother must not touch wine. Although they are not drunk, they feel dizzy, especially when they are drunk, they feel like a different person.

"Darling, give me the cup." Quan Jingwu held her hand and coaxed softly, "darling, let go."

Jian Qing, who was slightly drunk, did not go crazy. Obediently released his hand and smiled at Quan Jingwu, "Xiaojing, I want to eat chocolate."

Quan Jingwu pushed the cup and wine away, reached out and held her in his arms, caressing her messy hair. "It's too late. We'll eat it tomorrow."

Drunk Jian Qing was like a lazy and harmless Persian cat. His red little face was close to Quan Jingwu's chest. Qing's eyes blinked. Curled eyelashes brushed his chest, making his purple eyes faint.

"Xiaojing!" she narrowed her eyes, drilled her head into his arms, and her soft red lips wiped his textured chest.

Quan Jingwu's fingers stiffened as he stroked her long hair. His breath became imperceptibly short. He bowed his head and buried it in her neck. He said in a hoarse voice, "good treasure, don't move!"

If he moves around again, he doesn't promise to sit still.

"I don't, I want chocolate, I want chocolate!" feeling the man's warm breath, Jane Qing couldn't help getting soft and muttering for chocolate.

"Well, chocolate or me, eh?" Quan Jingwu coaxed her with her earlobe.

"All... All!" Jane Qing gave a lovely hiccup of wine, with a faint smell of fruit wine all over her.

He sipped his thin lips. He seemed a little dissatisfied with the answer. He coaxed again, "darling, you can only choose one. Do you want me or chocolate?"

"Chocolate!" she said vaguely without thinking for two seconds.

In her heart, is he not as good as a broken chocolate?

Quan Jingwu frowned, dug her out of his arms and asked her to look into his eyes, "good treasure, see clearly, who am I?"

Jane Qing pulled her lips and smiled, raised her hand and touched his face, "Quan Jingwu!"

Well, I don't think I'm too drunk to recognize people.

"Do you want Quan Jingwu or chocolate?" he asked.

"Quan Jingwu!" she said, her little head down a little, and she felt like she was going to sleep every minute.

Hearing the speech, Quan Jingwu's mouth evoked a charming radian, and then asked, "why did you choose Quan Jingwu?"

"Because..." Jane Qing shook her head, thought hard, and finally held back his three words.

"He looks good."

Quan Jingwu took her and stopped her moving body so that she wouldn't fall.

"Xiaojing, you've touched me." her small face was in a ball, and her white hands fumbled on him.

I don't know what to touch. She felt her palm hot and some doubts appeared on her face.

"It's amazing!"

She touched it gently, but found something strange from the palm of her hand, which brightened her eyes.