Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

Shen Moling pressed her into his arms, pinched her chubby face, and said with a sense of punishment: "Do you think you can beat me with this little thing?"

Wen Wan is ashamed, she knows he is very powerful, but it doesn't mean that there are no dead ends in the world, right?This time she believed it and expressed her thumbs up.

"What do you want to do?" She stared at him with gentle eyes, helpless and speechless.

"I think so." He answered her sternly, with a smile in his eyes.

Wen Wan wanted to show her teeth and claws, but she couldn't move because of his embrace, so she could only despise this bastard in her heart, who was as filthy as coal balls.

"Let go of me, don't make trouble in my house." She struggled and twisted.

"If you move again, I can't guarantee whether you will do something shameful in broad daylight." He threatened.

Wen Wan froze: "Please, can you let me go?"

"Who said yesterday that he likes my eyes? And who is going to cling to me this morning? Why are you so fickle!" His tone was full of grievances, and he really came to Xingshi to ask for guilt.

Wen Wan broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that she couldn't escape, so she let it out and said, how ugly it is.

"Mr. Shen, does your mother know that you are so shameless? I told you that I don't like you. Why do you insist on stalking and refusing to let go?"

His face suddenly darkened, and he looked at her coldly, thinking that the effect had been achieved, but he didn't expect that the next second, this guy would lie on her neck and said in a soft voice that was about to drip: "Don't mention my mother, she passed away!" gone."

"...Yes, I'm sorry." Wen Wan was taken aback, not knowing where the guilt came from, and apologized directly, completely losing the urge to curse.

She was about to cry, but Shen Moling really made a mess of herself.

Shen Moling turned to laugh, her starry eyes were like the sea, and her tone was soft: "Wanwan, you don't need to say sorry to me, I don't like you apologizing to me."

Wen Wan was in a trance for a moment, he was sometimes gentle and sometimes domineering, and he always had a way to melt her into his eyes, and it was not easy to separate her.

She looked at him, saw her own reflection in his eyes, and then transformed into the shadow of blue ink, did he do the same to those women?

When those women cried and got angry, would he be so gentle?Will he bully those women in bed like he bullied her...

Wen Wan tried her best to control herself not to think about it, but the shadows of those hallucinations still appeared layer upon layer, leaving her nowhere to escape.

"Why aren't you talking?" Seeing that her expression was wrong, Shen Moling asked with concern.

Wen Wan pushed him away, went straight to the sofa and nestled cross-legged, turned on the TV in a bored manner, constantly changing channels, with a blank expression on her face.

Shen Moling raised his eyebrows in doubt, walked over and sat down, hugged her in his arms, and watched with her.

The two stayed quietly, watching one old movie after another, neither of them was talking, but each had their own thoughts.

The sky outside the window was getting dark gradually, Wen Wan rubbed her eyes and felt sleepy, so she said: "It's getting dark, you go back."

Shen Moling was slightly startled: "I thought you would keep me."

The gentle tone sank, a little disappointed: "Let's meet less often, if your fiancée finds out, she will definitely be upset."

"...do you care?" he asked.

Gentle and perfunctory: "It's okay."

"She...she's fine." Shen Moling didn't know what to say, but Lin Xi was mentioned in such a good atmosphere, it really hurt the scenery.