Mysterious Husband's Little Lover

He leaned over and took two bottles of wine. "I didn't even call me when I came to drink. It's not authentic."

Lin Mo Bai did not look at them, continued to play with the transparent glass, "you are not here, and then disturb your love, how bad."

It's a strange thing to say.

Without saying why Ming and Tian Tian knew each other for less than three days, and when he said these words, he had no scruple about whether they would be embarrassed.

Fortunately, he Yiming didn't care. Instead, he said with a smile, "Oh, it's very polite."

"Fuck you." Lin Mobai patted the back of his hand. The smile on his face was worse than crying.

Lin Wenwen gently coughed and reached Tian Tian's ear. "What did you two do today?"

"Nothing." Tian Tian recalled, "when I was bored, I went to the garden with Professor He to water the flowers. Finally, when I went out for dinner, Lin Mobai didn't follow me. I brought him back a lot."

But looking at Lin Mo Bai's reaction, it is obviously very uncomfortable.

Tian Tian pursed his lips and pulled his sleeve. "Drink less. The family brought you something to eat."

"I can't afford it." Lin Mobai raised his hand and broke away from her without a trace.

The atmosphere changed very delicate in an instant. Fortunately, Ming and Tian Tian were both talkative, which was not embarrassing.

In the end, I don't know who mentioned playing games and drinking when they lose.

By the time they went out, four were drunk and three were.

He Yiming looks very calm, crazy is also irregular, although Lin Wenwen is not drunk, but his head has been a little bit sober.

Finally, it was Libo who drove to pick them up.

Lin Wenwen was lying on the bed, his mind was a little dim.

She opened her mobile phone and saw several missed calls from Suzhou and Hangzhou, and then dialed them.

It was more than one o'clock in the morning. She didn't look at the time at all.

It took a long time for Suzhou and Hangzhou to pick it up. The voice was obviously sleepy, some hoarse, "Wen Wen."

"Suzhou and Hangzhou." Lin Wenwen closed his eyes and whispered his name.

"Well?" He responded gently.

There was no light in the bedroom. It should be said that Lin Wenwen forgot that she was holding a pillow with her mobile phone in her ear. The darkness around her was dispelled by the light from the small rectangular screen.

Their voices are very low and reach each other's ears through loudspeakers, as if standing at both ends of the glass, close at hand, but far away.

When the wine was strong, Lin Wenwen snorted uncomfortably, as if he was talking in a dream. He called his name, "Suzhou and Hangzhou, do you know, I miss you so much!"

"Did you drink?" Su Hang asked tentatively.

He was surprised to hear her say this, but the tone was obviously abnormal.

Lin Wenwen rubbed his cold pillow. "Well, I had some, but I'm not drunk."

"Good, sleep." Suhang could tell that she was half drunk.

She did not answer, alcohol makes the brain become a chaotic piece, so vaguely sleep in the past.

The next morning, when Lin Wenwen was woken up by the alarm clock, his intestines were blue.

She had a sharp pain in her temples, her head seemed to crack, and she was sleepy.

Even so, Lin Wenwen also forced himself to sit up.

I don't know how, thinking of the eyes of colleagues in the company, inexplicably let her to work this thing is very resistant.