Received a Wife From the Civil Affairs Bureau

Jiang Ziquan nodded in admiration, and then looked at Mrs. Wen's expression of approval, and began to wonder if he had been solo for 28 years, which made him seem like a child and hadn't made progress in this area. After all, she was the only one who knew Mr. Shen There is already an ex-fiance, and maybe there are several ex-boyfriends. Thinking of this, she is about to cry.

When Shen Yumo came out, she saw Jiang Ziquan talking to Brother Biao with red eyes. She thought it was the wine that made her cry, so she came over, brought her vegetables, and comforted her softly, "Eat some vegetables."

"Okay." Jiang Ziquan was worried that Mr. Shen could see something strange from her expression, so he could only obediently eat the vegetables, and began to wonder if he really could only eat vegetables all the time?

After dinner, Biao handed the hotel key card to Shen Yumo, gave Jiang Ziquan an inexplicable look, and walked away with his wife.

Jiang Ziquan was so guilty that she didn't dare to look at Brother Biao, she had just drank alcohol, and even though her degree was not high, she was a little dizzy right now, her face was flushed and hot.

Sitting in the back, Shen Yumo saw her head bouncing. In order to make her feel better, he gently put her shaking head on his shoulders, while Jiang Ziquan consciously placed her head on her neck. The arching made her a little itchy, she seemed to be looking for the most comfortable position, and after a while, she could hear her even breathing.

"The wine is pretty good."

After sleeping for more than half an hour, Jiang Ziquan woke up. She was still a little dazed. She followed Shen Yumo with her luggage and went in. She hadn't smoked since she took the high-speed train. She felt a little uncomfortable at this moment, thinking about entering the house Teacher Shen would definitely not let her smoke, so she decided to solve it outside.

Shen Yumo glanced at her, and went in with the key card.

Jiang Ziquan found a place to smoke, and just after taking a sip, Shen Yumo came over with a blushing face. She touched her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Yumo faltered, looking at Jiang Ziquan, who was swallowing clouds and mist, still a little uncomfortable: "Well, did you find the room?"

Jiang Ziquan took another sip, and threw the rest into the ashtray, her face was a little unnatural, and she forgot about the love hotel after falling asleep: "No, Brother Biao found it. What's wrong? ?”

Shen Yumo observed her expression suspiciously, but couldn't see anything: "Go and see."

Jiang Ziquan relaxed slightly, she didn't lie to Teacher Shen, Brother Biao found the room, she just knew it, thinking about it like this, she felt like her skin was getting thicker again.

Jiang Ziquan also walked to the room with trepidation, went in and took a look, at least from her point of view, it was actually not that unrestrained, and it was acceptable.

The overall decoration style of the room is rather ancient. A large round bed made of rattan is placed in the center, covered with thick white cushions, and some pink flowers are added, surrounded by light purple curtains. , adding a touch of charming atmosphere.The ground is composed of huáng white pebbles and fine sand, and there are some bamboos as embellishments.

The only thing that feels like that is a picture of a lady hanging on the bed, in which two women are wearing tulle-like clothes, their legs are entangled, but their eyes have a hint of restraint.

Jiang Ziquan felt a little hot on his body, and moved the scarf around his neck. This Biao brother has good taste, not at all explicit and seductive, which is just right. If she really got special sex, Teacher Shen would definitely kill her in anger. I think it should be a reference given by sister Wen.

"Do you want to change rooms?"

"Are you satisfied?" Shen Yumo's face was a bit sullen. She is also 28 years old. She naturally knows what this room means.

"I..." Jiang Ziquan sighed, his tone was a bit hard, he found a wooden chair and sat down, with a bit of impatience: "I know what you mean, but now I won't touch you at all, Of course, you must have no idea about me."

Shen Yumo heard a bit of grievance from her words, but felt that there was nothing wrong with her, so she turned around and began to pack the suitcase without speaking.

The whole room was very quiet, Shen Yumo's movement of picking up the clothes was very light, but her voice was a little loud.

Jiang Ziquan just sat there watching Shen Yumo pack up her things, she felt that she was playing childish temper, and she was totally at fault for this matter.To bring a serious person like Mr. Shen to the love hotel without permission, Mr. Shen also expected that she doesn't like this kind of room, and even agreed to live here. In a way, she has gained some triumphant ones.

But she still felt a sense of frustration for no reason. This sense of frustration seemed to overwhelm her. There seemed to be something stuffy in her chest, and she didn't know how to relieve it.

She didn't know what to do, she was just unhappy anyway, staring at Shen Yumo intently.

After Shen Yumo packed her things, it was past ten o'clock in the evening. She glanced at Jiang Ziquan, who was still in a daze, and said, "I want to take a bath."

"Oh." Jiang Ziquan nodded blankly, then looked at her suspiciously, why did she tell herself when she was taking a shower?

Shen Yumo frowned and looked at her, Jiang Ziquan was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the wooden barrel used for bathing, it was an ancient wooden barrel with some modern things added.The wooden barrel was designed to be very low, so she could see the scenery clearly from her angle. She also blushed, stood up stiffly and took out the eye mask from the suitcase, and said embarrassingly: "The shading effect very good."