After the divorce, my ex’s brother became very possessive of me.

The doorbell suddenly rang at the door of the room, followed by very regular knocking on the door.

The two people stacked up on the bed were stunned.

Song Wenjing's movements on her hands also paused, and Nian Zhi's still-preserved rationality suddenly pulled back all the strength in her body.

Her eyes were red, and she seized the moment to push the man on her away with all her strength.

Song Wenjing's body was unprepared, and she shook him and fell to one side.

Nian Zhi struggled to get up, stretched out her hand to wipe her cheek, gritted her teeth, and stood up from the bed despite the severe pain. The pain in her soles stimulated her.

Making her nose even more sore, she reached out to support the bedside table and stumbled towards the entrance.

Song Wenjing reacted, got out of bed and strode after her. He quickly held her in his arms. Seeing her painful toes curling up, he frowned, bent down and picked her up again, "Run." What? Your feet are injured and you still like to toss so much!"

His voice was filled with desire that he hadn't yet had time to eliminate.

It sounds a bit dull at the moment, but it's also even more sexy.

"Let me go! Put me down, don't touch me -"

Nian Zhi, however, was like a cat with hairy fur, constantly fluttering in his arms.

Unable to struggle away, she felt aggrieved, stretched out her hand to press his shoulders, opened her mouth and bit down hard.

Song Wenjing snorted, but did not let go of his hold on her. He turned his face and watched her biting his shoulder. Tears fell from his big black eyes.

He didn't know why, but he didn't feel any pain or anger at all, and his heart felt so soft.

"Why are you crying?"

He put her on the sofa, held her legs, and looked at her with a frown, "I couldn't control myself just now. Did it hurt you?"

He said what happened just now as if nothing had happened - couldn't control it?

Just because he couldn't control himself, he could do this to him?

Does he know that he is driving himself crazy like this?

It was like she was holding a breath, but never dared to take a breath. She felt uncomfortable, scared, and panicked...

But he was so calm and calm.

Nian Zhi's eyes were red and he shouted in a hoarse voice, "Song Wenjing, you are shameless! Shameless!"

She stretched out her hand to cover her cheek, not wanting to see him, but tears welled up between her fingers.

In fact, she didn't know why she was crying. What's more, she had never been a pretentious person who would shed tears easily.

In the past days, Ye Jinglan had sometimes spoken harshly to her, especially Fengti and Ye Nanxi, but she never felt that there was anything that would make her want to cry when she felt wronged.

But now, her heart was dull and sour, and there was an emotion running around that she couldn't distinguish. She couldn't control it, and she felt uncomfortable. It could only be like this - shedding tears cowardly, but stubbornly not wanting to let go. He sees himself at his most vulnerable. So, she stubbornly turned her face away, still covering her face with her hands, refusing to meet his gaze.

Song Wenjing resisted the desire to sigh. There was still someone waiting at the door. He reached out and gently squeezed her shoulders. He didn't care whether she listened or not. He leaned close to her ear and threatened in a deep voice, " Stop moving around. I'll go to the door and get the things in. If you run around again, I'll take off your clothes and throw you on the bed."

"........."

In the end, Song Wenjing helped treat the wound. Although Nian Zhi kept a cold face and refused to look at him, and was extremely uncooperative during the treatment, but in the end Song Wenjing said, are you sure you want to stay like this? Nian Zhi, if you do this again, I will chop off your legs. You are not going to take them anyway!

Nian Zhi's eyes were red, like a frightened rabbit. She shrank her neck at his words. In fact, she still had resentment in her heart and wanted to argue with him, but her lips were slightly dry. With a slight movement, he swallowed the words in his throat.

She didn't want to talk to him, not a word!

-

She was tortured with aphrodisiacs all night, and then took a cold shower. The next morning, she had to face so many reporters. In fact, Nian Zhi was already exhausted. After Song Wenjing took care of her foot injury, , she felt that her physical strength was almost exhausted.

She was unwilling to face him, but had to rely on his care. Of course, in the end, she still had a fever.

It's a high fever - 40°.

Lying on the bed in a daze, her whole body was hot, but she was still wearing the clothes from last night. She felt uncomfortable, so she stretched out her hand and pulled hard. When Song Wenjing came out with the medicine, he happened to see her closing her eyes. Her eyes were closed, her face had an unusual blush, she was mumbling something, and she had already torn off several buttons on her collar.

He put the medicine and water on the bedside table, lifted the quilt and picked her up, pressing the back of his hand on her forehead, which made it even hotter.

"...It feels uncomfortable, so uncomfortable...um..."

Nian Zhi's lips were dry. Her two little hands grabbed something randomly and kept twisting it. There were many words in her moaning mouth: "...I feel so uncomfortable...go away...you all go away." ...Bastard... Song Wenjing, you... are the worst."

"........."

Song Wenjing's eyes twitched, is he the worst?

"...Ye Jinglan...I, I want to divorce you...Do you think...I want to marry you? You also go away...go away..."

"...Woo, dad...Dad, I'm sorry...it's all my fault...I...I'm useless...Mom...Mom, I miss you so much...Mom, come back..."

"...old witch...Fengti...old witch...old witch...and Ye Nanxi...unruly...little witch..."

The last words he murmured reached Song Wenjing's ears, and his thin lips couldn't help but twitch.

Fortunately she could think of it, old witch, little witch?

It turns out that she has such great resentment in her heart, but seeing her being so submissive in the Ye family, I guess when Fengti scolded her, she would have refuted it in her heart, right?

He reached out and patted her cheek gently. Song Wenjing leaned slightly closer to her and said, "Nian Zhi, you have a fever. Come drink some water and then take medicine."

Nian Zhi hummed and muttered something, but as soon as he heard about drinking water, he probably felt really uncomfortable, so he rarely cooperated. He opened his mouth, took two sips, and fell asleep again.

Song Wenjing held her in one hand and held a pill in the other. She didn't know how to start.

This was his first time taking care of a patient, a patient with fever and confusion. How could she take this medicine?

He frowned, thought about it, and patted her cheek, called her name, and softened his voice to coax her, "Take the medicine before going to bed. You have a fever. You will get better after taking the medicine."

This was almost like speaking to the air. The woman in his arms was hot all over. He only held her for a while, but he felt that his wrists were all wet. If he didn't take medicine, he would definitely not be able to do it.

Song Wenjing looked at her tightly pursed lips, thought for a moment, and simply stuffed the medicine into his mouth. The bitter taste made him frown subconsciously. He picked up the cup on the side and took another sip. After taking a sip of water, he pressed her chin, opened it a little with a little force, then leaned forward, lips to lips, and put the medicine and water in her mouth into her mouth.

"……Um."

The confused person felt something enter his mouth, and subconsciously moved his teeth, biting on the medicine. The bitter taste filled his entire mouth in an instant, and Nian Zhi moved his hands. When I swallow it, I feel bitter and uncomfortable, accompanied by coughing.

Song Wenjing saw that she was about to spit out the medicine. He picked up the water on the side again, took another big gulp, and kissed her lips again. Nian Zhi said "um" and the medicine was washed away by the water. Throat.

But there was a bitter taste in her mouth, and she choked to tears. Song Wenjing directly held the back of her head, picked her up, embedded her in his arms, and then deepened the kiss.

The flexible tongue tip went deep into her mouth unscrupulously. The bitter taste seemed to become subtle on the tip of each other's tongues. The woman who was groggy with a high fever had no idea what was happening now. She just She felt that her mouth was full of bitterness, but soon something soft came in, and the bitter taste seemed to be sucked away. She felt comfortable, so she instinctively wanted to keep the soft thing in there. within one’s own body.

Ok……

Really comfortable.

She stretched out her hand unconsciously and instinctively wrapped her arms around Song Wenjing's neck. Her movements were completely jerky, yet seemed to be - passionate, and she kissed him back.

Song Wenjing's original intention was to relieve her pain, but she didn't expect that when the kiss continued, it would be a little difficult to control herself.

And now, she actually imitated his behavior and responded to his kiss.

The desire that he had finally suppressed before seemed to be ignited in an instant, crackling and burning.

The tall body couldn't help but cover her. He stretched out his hand and ripped off her pitiful shirt. Then he helped her untie her underwear, threw it to the ground, and then started to unbutton her skirt.

Nian Zhi didn't know what she was doing. She only felt something brushing against her body.

Her whole body was hot, but numb at the same time. It seemed that she couldn't help but want to cater to him. The legs that were originally resting on his waist trembled for a moment, and then she subconsciously clamped them tighter.

Song Wenjing snorted, squeezing her body deeper and deeper into her legs, breathing heavily, "Nian Zhi, you monster, you are really here to kill me!"

He wants her.

In fact, he had always known how much he longed for her.

Maybe it's the body, but this person is still unique in the world, Nian Zhi.

Perhaps it was that night in England that all the ecstasy feelings came to him, making him unable to control his desires.

But he has forgotten that he has always been a very calm and self-possessed person. After so many years, he knows what the burden is on his shoulders.

He knew what he was facing.

He had truly never felt such emotions towards a woman.

It is a kind of desire called possession, the desire to keep possessing.

And, unable to control myself.

.........

The cell phone placed beside the bed suddenly rang loudly at this moment.

In the originally silent space, the ringtone of the mobile phone seemed particularly harsh.

Song Wenjing's hands were already on her belt, but she stopped at this moment.

Even if he wanted to continue, his physical desire was ready, but psychologically, all his sanity was pulled back by the ringtone.

He frowned, looking at the ambiguous posture of the two of them, and then looking at the woman under him, whose face was flushed and her lips were white, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch his eyebrows——

what happened to him? How come he looks like a young boy of seventeen or eighteen years old?

She is still sick.

What the hell!

Cursing a few words secretly, Song Wenjing reached out and took Nian Zhi's legs off her waist, then turned over and got out of bed, covered her with the quilt, and helped her smooth away her messy hair. Looking down at the bulge under his lower abdomen, he reached out and pressed his aching temples before walking into the bathroom to address his physical needs.

After taking a shower, Song Wenjing came out wearing a bathrobe almost half an hour later.

Picking up the phone, he glanced at the number of the caller, walked to the balcony, and then dialed back.

The phone rang twice and was picked up. On the other end was a soft female voice, calling him affectionately, "Wen Jing, are you disturbing your rest?"

"No."

Song Wenjing held her cell phone between her legs, picked up the cigarette she had just brought out, held it in her mouth, lit it, and took a deep breath. Her rich voice seemed even more sexy in such a dark night, "Mom, I just Taking a shower."

"I just returned to City C, are you still getting used to it?"

"There's nothing uncomfortable about it."

"...Wen Jing, are you blaming Mom?"

Song Wenjing dusted off the cigarette ashes and chuckled, "Mom, what are you thinking about? I just came back recently and I have a lot of things to deal with, so I haven't called you in the past two days. Remember to take your medicine on time and follow up on time. I’ll go back to see you after a while.”

"It's daytime here now. Okay, I won't disturb your rest. Don't be too tired. In the Ye family... everything will definitely not go as you wish. Wen Jing, if anything happens, just turn a blind eye. Just one eye, not too sharp.”

Song Wenjing still said in a gentle tone, "I understand, Mom."

After hanging up the phone, he threw the phone aside and stood on the balcony, squinting and smoking. It was also a charming scenery.

His facial features were stern, and the mark on his right cheek where Nian Zhi had grabbed him seemed to have faded a lot now, but if you look carefully, you can still see it clearly.

Maybe a handsome man, even if there is such a mark on his face, does not seem to give people a ferocious look.

At this moment, he did not restrain his sharpness and sharpness at all, and his whole person looked even more wild.

There was a sudden "bang" behind him.

Song Wenjing pinched out the cigarette butt, frowned and looked around, only to find that the person on the bed was gone.