Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

Yang Zhuoying frowned slightly, a thought flashed by, and it was too late for her to catch it, and He Junlin's voice sounded in her ears again.

"Of course, I'm not trying to stop you from recognizing your ancestors. After all, we don't have much time here, so the problem shouldn't be too big. Even if something happens, I'm capable of protecting you and your son."

He said so much, just to remind her and make her vigilant.

Harmfulness is not allowed, and defensiveness is indispensable.

"I see." Yang Zhuoying nodded, accepting his kindness.

"Now, you can tell me, you and Chu Shen are husband and wife, what's going on?"

Although Yang Zhuoying once mentioned the matter of pretending to be husband and wife with Chu Shen, He Junlin thought they were just acting in front of Chu's mother, but he only realized when Ye Xueer mentioned that they were husband and wife in a jealous tone Things are not that simple.

Faced with He Junlinxing's questioning, Yang Zhuoying secretly scolded Chu Shen in her heart. She didn't handle her feelings well, causing her innocent to be scolded by Ye Xueer as a mistress, and now she has to deal with her husband's questioning.

"Honey, listen to my explanation, I am also innocent."

This time, Yang Zhuoying didn't dare to hide anything anymore, and she explained in detail why she was sent here by Zhang Xueshan, how she made three agreements with Chu Shen after waking up, and for the sake of convenience, the two of them treated each other as husband and wife.

"So, everyone thinks you and him are husband and wife?"

What He Junlin actually wanted to ask was whether Yang Zhuoying and Chu Shen had done anything other than brother and sister when they were pretending to be husband and wife, and then thought about it, probably not, otherwise, their attitude when getting along would not be so calm.

Yang Zhuoying touched her nose, "I think there should be part of the reason why Dad wants to disclose my identity, and he also wants to clarify the relationship between me and my second brother."

Originally, she didn't think too much about it. It wasn't until she heard Ye Xueer's words just now that she realized the seriousness of the matter, and also felt the necessity of recognizing her ancestors and returning to her clan. She didn't want to be misunderstood with Chu Deep is husband and wife.

"I understand, let's deal with your relationship with the Chu family before you leave." Even if Chu Xiong had problems, he didn't care too much. He Junlin would not let what happened today happen again. Involve Yang Zhuoying with other men.

Even if it is a misunderstanding.

"You agree, let me and the baby recognize our ancestors?" Yang Zhuoying was quite surprised, and a little proud, someone was jealous.

"It's you, not the baby." He Junlin corrected, one size counts for one size, and he would not let his son have anything to do with the Chu family until he was sure that the Chu family was fine.

"Okay." Yang Zhuoying smiled indifferently.

At 09:30 in the evening, He Junlin took Yang Zhuoying and his son to the hotel instead of returning to Chu's house.

The little guy was tired from playing in the video game city, so he fell asleep in the car, and was carried all the way to the room by He Junlin without waking up.

Seeing that he was in such a deep sleep, Yang Zhuoying didn't wake him up, but just wiped his face and body with a hot towel.

Yang Zhuoying came out of the shower, and all the changed clothes were at Chu's house, so she had to put on a bathrobe.

He Junlin was sitting on the sofa with a glass of red wine in his hand. Seeing her come out, he put down the red wine in his hand, picked up the wine bottle on the table, poured a glass, and handed it to her.

"Have a drink with me."

Looking at the red wine handed over, Yang Zhuoying's eyes were filled with excitement and hesitation. She really doesn't drink very much, but if she only drinks one glass, she should be fine.

"Okay then, just have a drink." She took the red wine and sniffed it lightly, "It smells so good."

"Cheers." He Junlin raised his glass, touched the edges lightly, and made a crisp sound.

Yang Zhuoying raised her head proudly, drank it all in one gulp, her bright red flexible tongue licked the corners of her lips, her eyes were glued to the half bottle of red wine, her face was full of longing.

"Another cup?" He Junlin's eyes flickered, and he said in a seductive voice.

Yang Zhuoying wanted to nod, but reason stopped her in time, "Forget it, I'll get drunk if I drink any more."

I don’t say it, I don’t feel it, but when I say it, I feel that my head is a bit heavy.

"When you're drunk, you're drunk. What are you afraid of? I'm here." He Junlin picked up the wine glass, and slowly poured the red liquid into the crystal glass in her hand.

Looking at the brilliantly shining crystal cup in her hand, Yang Zhuoying couldn't wait to raise the cup to her lips to give it away. Originally, she just wanted to take a sip, but when she came to her senses, the wine glass was already empty.

"No more?" Yang Zhuoying shook the cup, hiccupped, raised her head, and looked at He Junlin with blurred eyes.

"Do you want more?" He Junlin asked with a smile.

Yang Zhuoying's brain eroded by alcohol turned slowly, and it took a while to realize what he said, and shook her head, "I seem to be drunk, I can't drink any more."

"Are you really drunk? I don't believe it unless I check it out." As he spoke, He Junlin took the glass in her hand, put it on the table along with the half bottle of red wine, and pressed down on her.

"Open your mouth."

Yang Zhuoying followed his words in a daze, and at the next moment, she felt a warmth on her lips.
"Wait a minute." In a trance, Yang Zhuoying felt a chill all over her body, and her brain, which had been burned into a ball, suddenly became sober. When she realized what the man was doing to her, she subconsciously stretched out her hand and pushed him away.

"Can't wait." At this time, it's not a man who can wait any longer. He Junlin lowered his head and kissed the red lips that still wanted to say something. He grabbed her fidgeting hands with his powerful palms and raised them to the top of her head. Come on, the night is only beginning now.
On the other side of the earth, the sunlight was shining through the heavy curtains and onto the delicate face of the person on the bed.

Lin Yeke's eyelids moved, and her long eyelashes trembled. The person behind him stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, rubbing her chin affectionately against the top of her hair.

She turned around instinctively, buried her small face on the man's thick chest, with a familiar breath lingering from the tip of her nose, and after a while, she slowly opened her eyes.

Looking up blankly, a resolute face came into view.

Staring at the familiar face that was close at hand, the memory of last night suddenly emerged, and the little face suddenly turned white. Lin Yike wanted to sit up, but found that he could not move his hands and feet. When he looked down, he realized how warm the posture of the two of them was at the moment. Ambiguous.

"What's the matter, why don't you sleep a little longer?" Awakened by her movement, Zhuang Siwen instinctively folded his arms and hugged her tightly, trying to keep his eyes open.

"Let go of me, I want to get up." Lin Yike blushed, trying to break free from his grip.

"Sleep with me for a while longer." Zhuang Siwen hugged her instinctively, unwilling to let her go.

"Let go of me, otherwise, I'm going to get angry." Lin Yike threatened with a stern face, Zhuang Siwen responded by hugging her even tighter, and greedily buried his face in her neck and rubbed it.

A tingling feeling spread from the neck, Lin Yeke trembled like an electric shock, then pushed him away from embarrassment and jumped out of bed.

With his arms empty, Zhuang Siwen also woke up, opened his eyes, and met a pair of beautiful eyes full of anger and anger.

"Alright." He sat up in a daze, and the conspicuous nail marks on his chest came into her eyes.