Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Ji Wenqing is forty years old, but she is slender and has short hair. Her beige clothing is even more white, and she looks like she is in her early thirties.

It is hard to imagine that such a woman has experienced a parting of life and death.

Ji Wen smiled tenderly: "They are all acquaintances, why are they still like enemies."

Shen Youran's cool voice doesn't bring any emotion: "Ji's family is great, how dare I."

Ji Wenqing heard her rejection of Ji’s family: “You don’t want to see Jinchuan, don’t you want to see me again in the future? Jinchuan did do too much, but I helped you at that time, although the result was not ideal, but I at least It's on your side, have you forgotten?"

Shen Youran's tone was not deep, but there was a hint of coolness: "It was because of your kindness that year, so I will come today."

"What about Nono? You don't even want him?" Ji Wenqing looked at the woman's indifferent and alienated face. The emotions in her eyes were a little complicated, but the voice was still very gentle. "You and Jinchuan start again, Nono. Need a complete home."

After hearing this, Shen Youran smiled lowly. The smile was full of irony. The dark black pupil was like cold water in the cold lake. There was no trace of temperature in the cold: "My husband and I are still young. If we want children, the future There will be many."

When the words fell, she felt that someone was staring at herself, looking up in the direction of the kitchen, and then froze.

Ji Jinchuan covered Jinuo's ear, the man's eyes were deep and dark, and he looked at her so straight.

Zino was dazed, probably not understanding why his father was covering his ears.

Shen Youran just froze for a while to return to nature, and then left to start, picked up the bag on the sofa, and looked at Ji Wenqing: "Today's coffee is not necessary to drink, goodbye."

She quickly walked to the entrance, and then opened the door to go out. The white mist gradually gathered under her eyes. She blinked her eyes vigorously and forced the water mist back.

There was a rapid footstep behind her, and then her arm sank and was pulled against the wall. She hadn't reacted yet, and the man kissed overwhelmingly, deeply and deeply.

Too unprepared, she froze for a moment, and then pushed him with all her strength, but the man's strength was great.

During the shoving, the bag in her hand fell to the ground, making a small sound.

Hearing the movement, Ji Wenqing feared that there would be no unresolvable contradiction between them, and came out to see the entangled two, turned to cover Jino's eyes, and pulled him back to the house.

Before she was angry, Ji Jinchuan's lips left her, leaned closer to her face, and across a thin distance, she would run into her with a slight movement: "Long, let's start again."

The hoarse deep voice came into her ears with a slightly hot breath, lingering.

Shen Youran smiled sarcastically, her cold eyes glowed coldly, and raised the back of her hand to wipe her lips fiercely: "Ji, I am a husband. Do you want to dig the wall or do a small third?"

Ji Jinchuan was not sullen and angry, and his face was as quiet as water. He moved back slightly and locked her with dark eyes: "Come back to me, okay, eh?"

He lengthened the last word of the last word, with a slight humbleness in his pleading.

Shen Youran looked at his sincere and gentle eyes, his heart squeezed tightly, with a slight sense of suffocation, the pain suddenly spread.