help her chase his wife

Faced with Jian Qiao's earthy love words, before Li Wan could react in the future, she ran into Zuo Ang who happened to come here for a night run.

"Hi." Zuo Ang kept jogging in place, panting and greeted Li Wan.

Li Wan responded to him with a smile, Jian Qiao saw the situation and quietly loosened Li Wan's clothes.

"By the way, there is something I want to consult with you, is it convenient now?"

Li Wan hummed, then motioned to Jian Qiao to let her go back first.

Jian Qiao didn't show any unhappiness at the moment, she just nodded.

After walking for a certain distance, after making sure that the two of them could no longer see her, Jian Qiao sat down on the deck dejectedly, took out the cigarette case in her pocket, took out one in her mouth, and quietly lit it.

Accompanied by the cool moonlight and the sound of surging waves, Jian Qiao closed her eyes and slowly exhaled smoke rings.

Because of Jian Qiao's delay in returning, Qingcao was a little worried, so she came out of the room to look for her.

"So you're here, I've been looking for you for a long time." Qingcao knelt down next to her.

"Why didn't you call me?" Jian Qiao secretly pinched out the cigarette.

"Yes, your phone is turned off."

Jian Qiao took out her mobile phone and looked at it. It turned out that the battery was out.

Qingcao looked sideways, sniffed and sniffed: "Why do you smell like smoke?"

"Cough..." Jian Qiao raised her hand and waved the air, "I was thinking about something just now... I couldn't hold back for a while, so I took two."

"Are you unhappy?" Once upon a time, there was a housekeeper demon in the orphanage. Every time she quarreled with her husband and felt depressed, she would beat them with a feather duster with a low-quality cigarette in her mouth.

Facing Qingcao's bright eyes, Jian Qiao couldn't tell a lie, so she had to admit it honestly.

Following the movements in memory, Qing Cao clumsily stroked Jian Qiao's head twice, trying to comfort her.

"Thank you girl." Jian Qiao's heart was touched, and the end of her voice was trembling slightly.

Qingcao waved her hand, not wanting her to thank her, and then asked her cautiously: "Can I...be your friend?" She looked uneasy, her shoulders were trembling slightly, as if she was afraid of being rejected.

Jian Qiao smiled and scratched the tip of her nose: "Stupid girl, we have been friends for a long time."

Because of the surprise, Qingcao's pupils dilated a lot. She excitedly held Jian Qiao's hand, fluttering her eyelashes: "I've said it...don't go back on it!"

"No regrets," Jian Qiao childishly hooked Qingcao's little finger and poked her thumb, "Let's stamp it."

Qingcao giggled, and finally burst into tears.

Jian Qiao wiped her tears thoughtfully, and pulled her up.

"I'm not going back now, I'm so happy that I can't sleep," Qing Cao frowned, shaking Jian Qiao's hand excitedly, "I want to walk back and forth here."

Jane Qiao naturally answered her.

The two of them wandered around until three o'clock in the morning with the sea breeze blowing, during which Qingcao hummed an unknown folk song.

The next day, the two of them slept until the sun was up, and they didn't eat breakfast.

Around eleven o'clock in the morning, Qingcao jumped up happily and called Jianqiao to get up.

After washing up, the two went to the restaurant. On the way, Jianqiao showed Qingcao the photo of Jingbao.

Qingcao danced and praised Jingbao's cuteness.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, I miss it a little bit." Jian Qiao walked in front with a plate.

Qingcao raised her eyebrows when she heard the sound: "You can see it when you go back."

They sat in the corner on the west side, had lunch talking and laughing, and then they went to the deck chairs on the viewing platform, chatting with each other while soaking in the sun.

"That's great." Qingcao sighed contentedly with her eyes closed.

Jian Qiao turned her head to look at her, under the high-hanging scorching sun, this person's petite features were covered with a pale golden halo.

She thought that she would never forget this sunny afternoon, Qingcao was so leisurely and content, like a carefree girl who had never experienced suffering and bullying, and only felt the beauty of life.

In the evening, Jian Qiao went to Li Wan's place.

The man didn't know what to do, he looked tired, and after opening the door for her, he wrapped himself in a quilt and continued to sleep.

Jian Qiao sat quietly on the bedside, looking down at her.

"You need me?" Li Wan didn't even open her eyes, she spoke lazily and softly.She went to the gym today and went swimming, but she is exhausted now.

"No."

"Then why are you here?" Li Wan moved her body.

"I haven't seen you for a day, I miss you a little bit."

Li Wan was silent for a moment, then kicked off the quilt, sat up, and looked at her sideways with a complicated expression.

"Why don't you stop being my driver."

There were ripples in Jian Qiao's eyes.

"I said I don't like you like this..." Li Wan frowned, her tone was rarely serious and serious, "If you continue to choose to stay by my side, you will only sink deeper and deeper in the end, and your body will be covered with bruises. "

Jian Qiao clenched her fists silently, her heart contracted and twitched violently, she endured the sourness and pain, got up and left without saying a word.

Li Wan was sleepy at first, but because of Jian Qiao's disturbance, she lost sleepiness at all.

She opened two bottles of champagne and went to the sofa, drinking alone while listening to classical music, and finally fell asleep at some point.

After waking up, Li Wan felt dizzy, her back was sore and her legs ached, and she didn't leave the room for the rest of the time, and she always asked someone to bring the food in for meals.

And Zuo Yan relied on her for various reasons, and couldn't get rid of her no matter what.During this period, Zuo Ang and Jing Lin also came twice.

Here Jian Qiao is also bored in the house, but fortunately Qingcao is willing to stay with her.

Two days later, they returned to Jing County.

When we parted, Qingcao was very reluctant to part with Jian Qiao, watching her eyes gradually gather mist, as if they were about to condense into tears in the next second.

In front of Zuo Yi, Jian Qiao really didn't want to say anything, she just waved her phone at Qingcao, suggesting that she call.

On the way back to the villa, Li Wan and Jian Qiao didn't talk much, both of them were relatively silent.

After entering the bedroom on the second floor, Jian Qiao threw away her luggage and lay on the bed with Jingbao in her arms.

Jing Bao rubbed against Jian Qiao affectionately, and even licked her chin with his tongue.

Li Wan took a shower, dried her hair, and came over here, only to find that the person and the cat were still lying there motionless.

"When are you leaving?" Li Wan kicked Jian Qiao's lower leg.

Jian Qiao let go of the police treasure, drooping her eyelids: "I won't go."

"Have you figured it out?"

"Ah."

Li Wan didn't say much, she didn't want to repeat some words all the time.

In the evening, Bai Ou and Wei Cang came, and then the three left together, while Jian Qiao stayed in the villa by herself.

While Jian Qiao was wandering around the courtyard with the cat in her arms, Chi Yu called and chatted with her about her serial novels when she was bored.

Jian Qiao wore earphones and listened absent-mindedly, and finally asked depressedly: "What kind of person do you think Li Wan would like?"

Chi Yu sat cross-legged on the sofa, and stuffed a small orange into his mouth: "I don't know, except for the time in the singing room, I haven't had much contact with her."

Jian Qiao sighed twice.

"Would you like to ask her?"

"I don't want to ask," Jian Qiao rubbed the center of her brows, "Forget it, let's not talk about it."

Chi Yu snorted, and brought the topic back to the novel again: "Your book will be finished in three or four chapters, right?"

"Correct."

"What's the next book?" Chi Yu knew that Jian Qiao had three books in advance, and each of them was getting a lot of attention, and the popularity was extremely high.

Jian Qiao stroked Jingbao's head, looked at the crescent moon reflected in the pool, and murmured: "I want to write a novel about lily."

"Tsk, I really didn't hit you," Chi Yu wiped the corner of his mouth, "Your bitter love hasn't come to fruition yet, how can you control that sweet flow of emotion?"

Jian Qiao listened quietly.

Afraid that this person would feel uncomfortable, he explained her humorously and humorously: "Speaking of which, although sadistic writing is not as sweet as sweet and fragrant, it still has an audience. You can write that kind of peerless sadomasochism that spans the past and present."

Jane Qiao was amused.

In the middle of the night, Jian Qiao was still awake, and was immersed in studying the pre-received copywriting and outline of the new article, which was about lily.

Because she slept late, Jian Qiao didn't get up in the morning. Li Wan finished her run, had breakfast, stayed in the studio until 10:30, and didn't see her when she came out.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, Jian Qiao kicked off the quilt and went to the bathroom to wash up briefly. After that, she made herself a bowl of instant noodles, but just after eating two mouthfuls, Li Wan's knock on the door came from outside.

Jian Qiao's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly packed up the computer and notebook.

"Cough..." Jian Qiao let her in sideways, "What's the matter?"

Li Wan glanced at her, but didn't answer.

"You're really getting lazy now," Li Wan glanced sideways at the steaming instant noodles, and hummed at her, "You don't even go down to make dinner."

Jian Qiao scratched the back of her head twice, her little face flushed slightly.

Li Wan wandered around her room, and finally took Jingbao away with the cat litter and cat litter.

In the afternoon and evening, Jian Qiao didn't leave the room, she ate bread when she was hungry and drank water when she was thirsty.

Before going to sleep, Li Wan called her.

"You don't want your cat anymore?"

Jian Qiao looked away from the computer screen, twisted her sore neck, got up and went to lie down on the bed: "No, I thought you wanted to be kept in your room for two days."

Li Wan was silent for a moment, then muttered: "Come here and shovel its shit."

Jian Qiao groaned, and Tiandian ran to the third floor.

When she went, Li Wan was cutting her toenails on the beanbag sofa, and the smart speaker in the room was playing the sound of zither and zither in a loop.

Jian Qiao cleaned up Jingbao's excrement and was about to leave with the garbage bag, but was stopped by Li Wan.

"I'll be able to go back to Li Shi in a few days." Li Wan put down the orange nail clippers in her hand.

Jian Qiao, who was sitting on the opposite side, looked up at her, and said softly, "Congratulations." She knew that Li Wan had been communicating effectively during this period of time, such as Zuo's brothers and sisters, Bai Ou, Wei Cang, Jing Lin, etc. people……

Li Wan seemed to be in a good mood, raised her eyebrows and said to Jian Qiao, "Go and get me two bottles of red wine."

Jane Qiao responded.

After drinking the wine, Li Wan's drunken eyes were full of charming waves, and the end of the eyes was also dyed with a charming rosy color.

"Little... tail." She suddenly called Jian Qiao like this.

Jian Qiao's heart trembled, and the chest gradually became warm.

Li Wan came over and touched Jian Qiao's face, her red lips parted, and she exhaled like blue: "You...why...don't you want to leave?"

This person's hot and soft breath gushed out continuously, Jian Qiao looked down at her plump, moist, crystal clear and seductive lips, swallowed her saliva unconsciously, and her breathing became slightly disordered.

"I want to be by your side." Jian Qiao spoke seriously.

Hearing this, Li Wan bumped Jian Qiao's shoulder twice with her forehead: "Stupid..."

Li Wan didn't move after saying this, she just leaned against Jian Qiao.

Jian Qiao's heart was pounding, her hands clasped her knees, her back was stiff, she didn't dare to move, she only secretly glanced at her, and looked at her inch by inch: beautiful, soft cherry-colored curly hair, tender red and delicate delicate face, fair-skinned Smooth and slender neck...

After confirming that Li Wan was fast asleep, Jian Qiao exhaled softly, and put her back on the bed in her arms.

"Wan'er." Jian Qiao leaned down, brushed the hair on her cheeks gently, and glanced at the man's thick and slender eyelashes, the cute upturned nose, and the small and thin earlobes... …

Li Wan tilted her head, and unconsciously rubbed her soft lips against Jian Qiao's fingertips.

Jian Qiao trembled all over, her eyes gradually darkened, and her throat began to tighten...

After coming out of Li Wan's room, Jian Qiao's underwear was soaked with sweat, and her footsteps were weak.

It was just the simplest cleaning and ordinary massage. God knows how much willpower she used to suppress the urge to kiss this person in her heart.

Jian Qiao knew the deep meaning behind her reaction, and to put it bluntly: she had lust for Li Wan, which was the most primitive physiological impulse...

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Jojo is 25 years old... ahem, grown up.