Quick travel guide: The male god is jealous of himself every day

Song Wenjing took her cold hand and put it against her face, "Although they didn't save my parents at first, I was still willing to save them because of you."

Yan Kai's empty and dull pupils gradually focused, and the hand against his face moved, crossing his angular jawline, "Thank you."

Song Wenjing's Adam's apple rolled and she pushed the person aside.

The person was brought by passers-by, and he didn't have time to do anything in the hospital.

Whether he can survive or not is entirely up to fate.

On the way, his people passed on the news they found. The Yan family couple had a car accident entirely to avoid Bago's people.

Bago's business was disturbed a lot by him, and he took his anger out on them.

Song Wenjing showed an imperceptible smile. In this case, it had nothing to do with him, even though they were already dead in his original plan.

But because of Yan Yan, I just rushed abroad and did not kill them all. Now I am completely responsible for it.

Even if he really couldn't be saved, Yan Yan wouldn't blame him.

He tried his best, didn't he?

Time passed bit by bit, the lights in the operating room went out, and the doctor came out and said in a routine, "It's a pity, we tried our best."

Yan Kai didn't understand what was said here, so she stared at Song Wenjing.

Song Wenjing showed a sad look, "I'm sorry, Yan Yan, they were injured too seriously and the doctor couldn't save them."

He suppressed the pleasure of getting revenge, and his muscles were trembling, "But I already know why something happened to my uncle's parents, and I will help you get revenge."

Song Wenjing kept wiping the tears from her face. Her face was full of disbelief, her mouth was open, and she couldn't make a sound.

People are speechless when they are extremely sad.

In this case, let Bago be the lamb, and someone must calm him down so that he won't vent it on him.

He hugged the person and said, "Be good, just cry."

Heart-wrenching cries rang in his ears, and her voice choked with sobs, "I, I have no parents."

"Wen Jing, my parents are gone, and you are the only family I have left."

"Add 5 to the favorability, and the current favorability is 80."

The unfamiliar word family made Song Wenjing's heart tremble.

They are family and they are each other's only ones in this world.

He was stunned for a moment and said softly: "Be good, I will always be with you."

Yan Kai cried for a long time and kept repeating that she had no family anymore. She was tired from crying and fainted when she tilted her head.

The hospital was in chaos again.

Yan Kai stayed abroad for several days and waited until the body was cremated before boarding the plane with the ashes.

Song Wenjing wished she could spread the ashes, but to hinder Yan Kai, she obediently found a cemetery to bury them.

Yan Kai pretended to be depressed for a few days. He looked heartbroken but was actually showing off his emotions.

Strategy is like going to work, the kind that lasts all year round.

Song Wenjing saw her depressed mood and went over with a paintbrush, "Yanyan, you haven't painted for several days. Aren't you going to participate in a competition?"

Yan Kai glanced at it and said, "I don't have any paper and I don't want to draw."

Song Wenjing smiled mysteriously. He slowly pulled off his tie and unbuttoned two buttons, revealing his beautiful collarbone.

He took her hand and put it on his chest, "Yan Yan is studying painting. Have you never heard of body painting?"

Yan Kai makes all the old people in the subway look at their mobile phones. He is really good at playing.

A lot of older people have more fun than young people.

Song Wenjing slowly unbuttoned her shirt and took off her shirt, revealing half of her smooth back.

His fingers were stained with a touch of red, and he tapped the tip of her nose, "How about practicing today? What if I have to take a test in the exam?"

Yan Kai was stunned. Who is a good person who would take this exam? So lustful.

Her eyes were wandering, her shoulders were wide and her waist was narrow, and her attractive waist curve spread into black suit pants.

Sven scum.

It really hit her hard.

Yan Kai was a little excited. If she could still play like this, then she would become a pervert!

She had a peach-shaped face, her hands were shaking, and she wanted to refuse, but she said, "No, these paints can't be washed away, and you still have to work in the company."

Song Wenjing originally planned to tease her because she was feeling depressed, but now her interest was really piqued.

"What does it matter? We play behind closed doors, and I don't take off my clothes in the company."

He rubbed Yankai's cheek, which was soft and tickled his heart, "No one else will know, don't be shy."

He held her hand and placed it against her abdomen, feeling the tight muscles and warm touch.

Half pushed and half pushed down, Song Wenjing lay on the recliner with her upper body naked, looking like she was ready to take whatever you wanted.

The hard paintbrush traveled over his body, and the cold paint made his whole body tense.

He watched Yan Kai mix the red paint and asked, "What is Yan Yan planning to paint? Huh?"

Yan Kai smiled and said, "Flowers."

Song Wenjing felt something bad. The next moment, the brush stroked a special part. His body stiffened and his earlobes turned red.

His voice was a little deeper, hoarse and low, "Yanyan, do you know what you are doing?"

Yan Kai looked innocent, "Didn't you ask me to practice? Are you trying to regret it?"

She smiled proudly and said, "That's not possible. I never give up on painting halfway. If you don't want to, then sleep in the guest room tonight."

Hearing this, Song Wenjing's originally straightened back softened again, and she turned away, "Then you draw."

After finishing painting a flower, Song Wenjing's body was already covered with thin beads of sweat, her cheeks were red, her head was half raised, and her sexy Adam's apple was obvious.

The bony hands tightly grasped the armrest of the rocking chair, with bulging veins.

His voice was hoarse, his eyes full of lust, "Are you ready?"

Yan Kai took the paintbrush and tapped the other side, causing his body to freeze again and his breathing to be a little heavier, "No, there is another side, you have to hold back."

Song Wenjing regretted it very much now. Why did she mention body painting when she had nothing to do?

Isn’t this digging a hole for yourself to jump into?

After a long time, Yan Kai rubbed his sore wrist and held down Song Wenjing who was about to get up. "Wait a minute, seal it, otherwise it won't last long."

Song Wenjing lay down helplessly again.

After finally doing it, Yan Kai led the person to the full-length mirror, raised his chin, and said proudly, "How is it? Does it look good?"

The rose branches are entangled, and the natural red stamens are attractive. The branches spread downward and submerge into the waistband of the trousers, and a rose is wrapped around the collarbone.

Meandering and alluring.

Yan Kai signaled Song Wenjing to bend down, and she gently stroked the flowers on her collarbone, "I'm getting excited about painting. Let's cover this with foundation later."

Song Wenjing's skin trembled, she held her hand and kissed her wrist gently, "It's okay, I never unbutton my shirt outside so that others can't see it."

His lips followed her arm and gradually moved up, "Yanyan, we haven't been together for a long time..., please take pity on me, okay?"

There was a prayer in his words, and his movements were unambiguous at all. He lay on her neck and breathed softly, "Next time, draw below?"

Yan Kai thought he was perverted enough, but he didn't expect it to be even worse.