Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Danger?

Wen Ying raised her head and met his fiery eyes, which contained a wanton and predatory look. She suddenly relaxed her grip.

Then she blushed so much that she didn't dare to open her eyes, trying hard to endure the dishonest movements of his slender fingers. He quickly cleaned her from the inside out.

It was finally over. Wen Ying looked angry and pulled the towel to wipe his body. He frowned and stared at Song Jingming's two fingers, wishing he could bite them off.

Song Jingming chuckled: "Why are you looking at me like this? You don't want to bite my hand off, do you?"

Wen Ying withdrew her eyes and remained silent with red ears.

Song Jingming continued to tease her, and actually brought the two evil fingers to her mouth: "Here, bite them."

Wen Ying became furious and opened his mouth to bite it without mercy. Neat teeth and soft lips are engraved on Song Jingming’s middle finger.

Suddenly, she felt that she had been tricked.

Sure enough, Song Jingming's pupils across from him suddenly shrank and he stared at her lips holding her fingers.

His Adam's apple rolled, he turned his hand and spread her chin and kissed her.

The moment their lips touched each other, they both breathed heavily at the same time. He was like a wild beast, eating away at Wen Ying's sanity, slowly rubbing the tip of her tongue, and taking the thoughts of the past few days into his mouth bit by bit.

Wen Yinggang couldn't help but put her arms around his neck, and the sound of the door opening came from outside.

"Um...someone is coming. Stop..."

"No, not enough."

Song Jingming locked the bathroom door directly, held her in his arms and continued to play with her. Wen Ying gasped with half-closed eyes, put down the hand that was originally around his neck, and pinched his waist hard: "Song Jingming, you're done..."

Song Jingming groaned in pain, and then the two separated.

She licked her numb lips and quickly put on the new dress Song Jingming bought her. Sure enough, after taking a bath, I felt relaxed and my mood improved a bit.

She ignored Song Jingming, opened the door and walked out.

A man's dissatisfied voice came from behind: "I haven't dried my hair yet."

Wen Ying ignored him and nodded to the policeman who was taking notes. The lawyer also came yesterday and greeted Wen Ying diligently: "Good morning, Miss Wen. I'm sorry to disturb you."

Wen Ying smiled and shook her head, just wanting to be polite.

Song Jingming came out with a hair dryer, plugged it into the socket next to the hospital bed, and sat by the bed to dry her hair.

Now, the lawyer is almost certain of his judgment.

After he finished drying his hair, the police started taking notes. There were too many questions, and Song Jingming was a little impatient, so the police took the time to end the questioning.

The lawyer said: "I also consulted with friends who are professional in this field yesterday. This situation is 100% legitimate defense, and both of them have criminal records, so you don't have to worry."

Wen Ying nodded and sent a few people away with a smile.

Before I could sit down, an exaggerated shout came from the door: "Second brother! I'm here to pick you up! I want to see my sister-in-law..."

Wen Ying turned around suddenly, and there was a man about 1.8 meters tall standing at the door, wearing a white business sweatshirt, with a bright smile on his face.

Later, one year, when everyone was playing truth or dare at the temple during the Chinese New Year, Wen Ying said that at first glance, Li Liangyu didn’t seem that special, he just looked like a big brother next door, so warm and genial that people couldn’t help but want to get close to him.

But when Li Liangyu recalled seeing Wen Ying for the first time, he only said two words: "Amazing."

Wen Ying stared blankly at Li Liangyu at the door. Song Jingming rushed to her: "Why are you staring at him? Is he as good-looking as me? He is far behind me, right? You are not allowed to look at him!"

Before Wen Ying could react, she subconsciously said "huh?"

This was the first time that Li Liangyu saw Song Jingming in such a hurry. In his eyes, the second son of the Fu family was a man who would not even blink even if the mountain collapsed.

Now I am so nervous about this...this 'underage' who looks malnourished.

"Second brother, you seem to be 28 this year. But my sister-in-law looks quite young..."

Song Jingming raised his eyebrows in displeasure: "So?"

Li Liangyu's eyes flickered between the two of them. He looked at the thin and pale Wen Ying, looking up and down. The girl was not old, and had a thin frame. Although her facial features were stunning, she was a little green and immature.

If it weren't for the bright red lips, he would really think he was underage.

He carefully put forward his idea: "Hello, sister-in-law. From today on, I will call you sister-in-law, and you will call me Brother Li. We can discuss our own affairs..."

"You must be sick when riding a horse. Who called you Brother Li?" Song Jingming sat down with Wen Ying in his arms and went to get her some water.

Wen Ying smiled and drank water while Song Jingming put on her shoes.

Li Liangyu couldn't help but frown when he saw Song Jingming waiting for others. He took out his phone and took a photo and asked, "Second brother, can you post it to the group? Don't worry, my sister-in-law's face is covered by the water glass. ."

"what ever."

Anyway, Song Jingming knew that when he returned to Beijing today, those friends would go to the hospital one after another and ask questions. Besides, he would have to bring her into this circle sooner or later, so it would be better to adapt as soon as possible.

"Let's go, where does the plane stop?"

"There is a civil airport nearby, half an hour's drive away."

The three of them left the hospital. Along the way, Song Jingming was called @ countless times by people in the group, and he glanced at them.

"Who is that squatting on the ground? It can't be Fu Laoer, right?"

"Stop talking, do you want to have a drink at Jingxi Hospital tonight?"

"about."

Song Jingming smiled. This group of people have experienced so much since childhood, and how strong their psychology is. As long as you survive the catastrophe, you can have fun even with your arms hanging.

The plane is not big, with more than a dozen spacious seats. The interior is very luxurious, with bedrooms, bathrooms, and conference rooms.

A tall and beautiful service staff was already standing at the entrance to greet him: "Master Song, long time no see."

Song Jingming nodded politely and walked inside with Wen Ying in his arms.

Wen Ying sniffed, not used to the aroma inside, and felt a little drowsy. She really didn't sleep well last night, so Song Jingming spread a blanket for her and let her sleep.

The flight attendant brought champagne and poured half a glass for Song Jingming and Li Liangyu.

Song Jingming twirled his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. He had been really tired these past few days, and even though he was not an alcoholic, he wanted to drink a few more glasses to relieve his fatigue.

When the stewardess saw that he had finished drinking, she poured some more and stared at Song Jingming with gleaming eyes. A few days ago, she was on this plane and heard from other princelings that Song Jingming had been single for 28 years and finally found a girlfriend.

Who doesn't want to take advantage of the wall?