My temporary husband, please kiss me slowly

Wentingting is talking about sex. Everyone is very excited. After all, I won a big project. The signing of this contract has a great impact on the urban transportation group.

Of course, Wen Tingting herself is also very happy and does not refuse to toast.

At first she was still persuading Yang Jian, and then she drank it.

Her drinking capacity has exercised well in the past six months, but not too much. After an hour, I was a little dizzy, but my consciousness was not too confused.

"Wenzong, don't drink any more." Yang Jian saw Wenting still wanted to drink and took her glass.

Wen Tingting spoke with a tongue tied: "why don't you drink? I'm happy today."

Drink more when you're happy. Who can control her?

Yang Jian felt almost drunk when she saw her: "no, I'll send Wenzong home."

If she drinks any more, she'll be really drunk.

As far as Wen Tingting's drinking capacity is concerned, it's really not worth seeing compared with those capable people present.

"All right." Wen Tingting yawned. When you drink too much wine, you feel sleepy.

Yang Jian hurriedly picked up Wen Tingting and took her out of the private room.

The door of the private room next door was half closed, and the remaining light in the corner of Wen Tingting's eyes swept away, as if he saw an acquaintance. She pushed Yang Jian away, looked carefully again, and suddenly smiled: "Yang Jian, I seem to know that person."

Yang Jian looked in the direction Wen Tingting pointed out. It was Ding Lun, of course, who Wen Tingting knew.

Wen Tingting pushed him away and staggered over: "isn't this my husband?"

It's the kind of dream in the same bed.

Although she drank too much, she was not drunk and confused. This is Ding Lun. And he was still with his first love, and they were making three twists and four behind her back.

Ding Lun looked at Wen Tingting staggering towards himself. He smelled the strong smell of wine on her. He tightened his eyebrows: "don't come out and make a fool of yourself if you don't drink well. Do you know what you look like now?"

"You care about me. I'm not afraid to have Yang Jian with me." Wen Tingting disdained the tunnel.

Anyway, Ding Lun looked down on her from the beginning. She wouldn't talk to this hypocrite.

She turned and took Yang Jian's arm: "Yang Jian, take me home."

Yang Jian nodded and agreed to take the pavilion out of the private room.

Ding Lun sat rigidly in his place and watched his wife holding other men and swaggering at him.

He believes that no man can stand his wife and other men wearing green hats in front of each other. Wen Tingting simply deceives people too much.

Chen Xiaoyu only felt novel when he saw this scene. Is there a relationship between Wen Tingting and Yang Jian?

If not, how could they be so close? Moreover, Wen Tingting was not shy at all. She actually threatened Ding Lun in front of Ding Lun.

Looking at Ding Lun's face, it was very ugly. I must be very angry.

She thought about it. Maybe it was time for dinglun to make up her mind.

"Miss Wen and Yang Jian are too close. People who don't know think they are a couple. Miss Wen won't like Yang Jian?"

She finished, and took a careful look at Ding Lun.

Ding Lun was expressionless and bowed his head for dinner, as if he hadn't heard what she said.

Chen Xiaoyu was unwilling and continued to add oil and fire: "I didn't find it before. Yang Jian looked very handsome. In addition, he was Miss Wen's assistant. It was reasonable for them to develop a relationship..."

"Are you finished?" Ding Lun put down the dishes and chopsticks and said coldly.