The queen's wife is too sultry

As the new year approached quietly, City A showed its most prosperous side tonight, everywhere was filled with neon lights, and tens of thousands of advertisements were displayed in a few seconds on the electronic screens of towering high-rise buildings.

A silver Maserati MC12 galloped on the asphalt road, turning into a silver afterimage at such a high speed.

The car slowly drove into the front yard of the villa, getting rid of the charming lights and bustle of the city center, and the tranquility around the villa drove away the impetuousness in the heart.

The scene of deja vu happened not long ago.

City A is no better than London, and it almost never snows.

Ye Zhen thought.

Jiang Jingting got out of the car, opened the car door for her, and reached out to her.

Ye Zhen put her hand in his palm and got out of the car with his strength.

He took her hand all the way, without saying a word, pressed the fingerprint of the villa with ease.

Ye Zhen was wearing Jiang Jingting's suit jacket. She was holding the collar of the jacket with one hand, and he pulled the other hand into the villa. The sensor light automatically turned on and was turned off by him.

As if with a premonition, she let the man lead her to the living room, and the suit jacket fell to the ground with hurried steps.

In the dark and silent environment, there was a dull sound, and at the same time, Ye Zhen was pressed on the soft sofa by him.

What greeted her was overwhelming kisses, his cool thin lips blocked hers, and his tall body enveloped her overwhelmingly.

In a trance, all the five senses could perceive were the elegant cedar breath on his body and the hot kiss.

On that day at the Ruan's house, the two met after many years. The kiss was violent and crazy, with punishment, complaints, hatred and the ecstasy of goodbye.

This time, the kiss was still so strong and deep that Ye Zhen could hardly bear it. Jiang Jingting grabbed the back of her head and aggressively plundered the ground in her warm mouth. with predatory tongues.The tongue that doesn't belong to her is churning in the mouth, trying to suck all the oxygen out of her.

"Well"

In the dark, where Ye Zhen couldn't see, Jiang Jingting's eyes were terribly dark, and his lips moved down, lingering on her collarbone that was soaked in light fragrance, as light as a feather, scraping Ye Zhen's long-awaited lips with itchiness. Chaotic neural consciousness.

A moment later, without warning, he bit down hard.

"hiss--"

Ye Zhen cried out in pain, and immediately woke up most of it.

The sound of the condom being torn apart was very clear in the dark night, just like his low, hoarse but sexy ending.

Ye Zhen bit her lip tightly, clutching the sofa, passive and powerless.

After an unknown amount of time, the air was filled with the smell of love, warm and sweet.

The sofa was in a mess.

Jiang Jingting lay on her slightly undulating chest, greedily snatching the fragrance that belonged to her alone.

"I want to drink water." Ye Zhen said hoarsely.

He had wanted her for so long that her vocal chords were overwhelmed.

Jiang Jingting raised his eyes, the madness in his eyes was no longer there, they just sank to coldness.

He stood up, shirtless, with fair skin, neat and well-proportioned abdominal muscles, and full of male hormones.

Jiang Jingting turned on the light and poured her a glass of water.

Ye Zhen had no strength, he supported her and handed the water glass to her lips.

Sweat soaked the broken hair on her forehead. After drinking the water, she looked around the sofa, her clothes were scattered, and her dress had already been torn by him.

She leaned in his arms, her eyes were lazy, and she didn't want to talk.

Jiang Jingting embraced her, allowing her hand to poke his abdominal muscles curiously and slyly.

He played with her long hair, his eyes were calm.

Ye Zhen suddenly looked up at him: "Why didn't you tell me when you came back?"

Jiang Jingting's eyes paused, his handsome face was expressionless, and he said lightly, "Surprise."

He has never used such short words to perfuse her, so it only shows that his anger is still there.

Ye Zhen turned over and sat on his lap, grabbed the blanket and covered herself.

Her waist was still a little sore, she held back her temper and asked him: "The surprise is that you and Ning Xi came out of the same room?"

Unabashed jealousy.

Jiang Jingting squinted his eyes, with a dangerous light shining in his eyes.

This woman actually dares to shout "Stop a thief."

But facing her angry eyes, he still said generously: "It's just listening to her talking nonsense."

"What nonsense?"

"Some bad things about you."

"What bad word?"

Seeing that she was only focusing on these meaningless things, Jiang Jingting's forehead twitched twice, he stretched out his hand, hooked Ye Zhen's neck, pressed her to him, and stared at her through gritted teeth:
"Aren't you going to explain yourself to me?"

In front of Ye Zhen was his magnified handsome face. She suddenly found that Jiang Jingting's skin was very good, almost no pores could be seen, with sword-like brows and star eyes, a high nose bridge, and perfect lip shape, with a hint of pink.

Seeing that she was just staring at him in a daze, he pinched the soft flesh of her cheek and frowned displeasedly: "Ye Zhen, I'm asking you something."

Ye Zhen got up and rubbed her cheeks: "I have nothing to explain, I didn't come out of the same room with a man."

Before she took two steps, Jiang Jingting immediately stretched out his hand to grab her back, but he only caught the edge of the blanket, Ye Zhen's body was cold, and he could see it all at once.

"Jiang Jingting!"

Ye Zhen wanted to snatch the blanket back angrily, "You are all boring!"

Jiang Jingting sneered, rested his left hand behind his head, grabbed the corner of the blanket with his right hand, and gave her a cool look: "Explain clearly before leaving."

In the living room, the two were deadlocked like this. In terms of determination, Ye Zhen was naturally inferior to Jiang Jingting.

In fact, although Jiang Jingting is almost 30 years old and has been in the group for a long time, he always looks solemn and solemn, but when he is alone with Ye Zhen in private, he rarely shows a childish side.

Like now.

Ye Zhen supported her head resignedly, and sat back beside him. In order to avoid his anger, she only picked the key points to tell him.

"Gu Zheng didn't do anything else, he just told me something about my mother."

Jiang Jingting's arms around her waist stiffened, his eyes darkened.

For a moment, he said calmly, "What does he know about your mother?"

"Jing Ting, I also think it's very strange." Ye Zhen lay on him, covering the two of them with a blanket, resting her head on her chest, his strong heartbeat came into her ears regularly.

"Gu Zheng said he met my mother before I was born"

She took out the jade pendant from her bag and showed it to Jiang Jingting: "And he knows that my jade pendant was left to me by my mother."

Jiang Jingting pursed his lips, his eyes fixed on the round jade pendant.

After a while, he brushed away Ye Zhen's long hair and tied the jade pendant around her neck, the arc in his throat slipped, and his voice was hoarse: "You haven't told me about your mother yet."

Ye Zhen was stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyes, and said casually: "Your Jiang family must have checked my background a long time ago, and you must know everything about my mother."

How could a family like the Jiang family allow a woman of unknown origin to go to London with Jiang Jingting? After careful investigation, it must be confirmed that Ye Zhen is a factor that can be controlled, so they are relieved to let the two go to London together.