If you don’t cherish the love we wear quickly, why are you crying if you change your mind?

"I don't know how many times better than that boy from the Dai family. This Xiao Xie is a stable and reliable person at first glance!"

Father Jiang was unhappy, "I see you as an idol filter, don't think I don't know you like to watch movies made by that kid."

At the table, Xie Heng drank a lot with Jiang's father. Jiang's father himself was not a big drinker, but his interest was unusually high today and he forced Xie Heng to drink.

Secretly telling Mother Jiang that the quality of wine reflects one's character, one must look at Xie Heng's behavior when he is drunk. Unexpectedly, he himself got drunk first.

After the meal, Jiang's mother took Jiang's father back to rest. Before getting up, she asked Jiang Miao to stay with Xie Heng and rest.

Jiang Miao held her chin with one hand and looked sideways at Xie Heng.

His ears and neck were red, and the ends of his eyes were also stained red, but there was no hint of drunkenness on his face.

She leaned closer and asked, "Brother Heng, are you drunk?"

"Not drunk." Xie Heng raised his hand and rubbed her long hair.

Jiang Miao took his hand and said, "I'll take you in to rest."

Xie Heng followed her quietly.

Jiang Miao entered the room and was about to turn on the light when her ears trembled and the door was closed.

Caught off guard, Xie Heng held her hand and pinned it to the door. He leaned over and held her waist with his other hand.

Jiang Miao's heart skipped a beat when she found Xie Heng's face buried directly in her neck and heard his deep and slow breathing.

"Miaomiao."

In the secret space, the face pressed against his neck was warm. Jiang Miao subconsciously held her breath and froze.

Xie Heng's palm fell on her waist, stroking it gently.

Jiang Miao smelled the smell of his wine and said softly, "You are really drunk."

Xie Heng stepped back a little, held her face in his hands, and looked at her with deep eyes, "Do I look drunk to you?"

Jiang Miao raised her neck, saw the smile in his eyes, and muttered, "How do I know?"

"Miaomiao." When Xie Heng called her name, his voice was hoarse and low, and his voice was particularly sexy.

In an instant, Jiang Miao was picked up by him, her whole body hanging on him, her back pressed against the door.

Jiang Miao subconsciously hugged his neck and rested her chin on his shoulder, "Why are you hugging me like this all of a sudden."

Xie Heng held her legs, "I want to hold you tighter."

He put his face against her belly and rubbed her, "Hold her for a while longer."

Jiang Miao indulged her, and ended up being carried to the bed and sat on his back.

Xie Heng was sitting on the bedside, holding Jiang Miao in front of him.

The bedside lamp turned on, and Jiang Miao saw that his face was slightly raised, his collar was loose, his Adam's apple was protruding, and his voice was unusually hoarse, perhaps because of drinking.

He asked, "Are you still angry when you think of me in the past?"

Jiang Miao was supported by his hands on her waist, and her heart was pounding.

Before she could speak, the man below suddenly lifted a strand of her long hair and tucked it behind her ear.

The man's slender fingers brushed against her ear, and Jiang Miao subconsciously moved away.

Xie Heng leaned against the head of the bed, looking at her with his narrow eyes.

Perhaps his eyes were too gentle and affectionate, and Jiang Miao's heart beat loudly, "I'm not angry anymore."

Having experienced life and death, these hard-to-get tricks are no longer important.

As soon as she finished speaking, Xie Heng hugged the back of her neck, pulled her over and kissed her.

His kisses were particularly fierce.

The pressure on her lips was also heavy, hot, and inseparably entangled.

It seemed as if the air was being squeezed dry.

The fluid on his lips was also eaten by him.

Jiang Miao was kissed almost to the point of being deprived of oxygen, and she hummed in her nose.

Her hands were weakly pressed against his chest, and if he hadn't held her waist, she would have almost fallen down.

Xie Heng held her waist with one hand while sucking her lips passionately.

The other hand caressed the side of her waist.

Jiang Miao felt that his palm was too hot and wanted to retreat but was held tightly by him.

Her eyes fell on his Adam's apple. Perhaps confused by the ambiguous atmosphere, she leaned down and kissed his Adam's apple.

"Hiss~" Xie Heng's Adam's apple rolled, and he hugged Jiang Miao's thin waist and suddenly pulled her close. Their lips were almost touching again, "Miaomiao, don't move."

Jiang Miao refused, "It was you first!"

Xie Heng clasped her waist with one hand, unbuttoned the collar with one hand, and pulled the tie down with three knuckles. His chest muscles tightened the shirt into shape.

He put his head in front of Jiang Miao's forehead and asked her in a hoarse voice, "Am I your boyfriend?"

The tips of their noses were touching, and their breaths were close to each other.

Jiang Miao didn't speak, raised her face, closed her eyes and kissed him actively.

Forget it, for the sake of his contribution of 100% favorability, let's give him an identity.

This move completely made Xie Heng lose his mind. He hugged Jiang Miao into his arms and kissed her back fiercely and heavily.

The man held her slim waist and waist.

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This reminded Jiang Miao of the scene in "Edge Apostle" where Liang Chen and Zeng Yingying reunited. She unconsciously grabbed his shoulders and raised her neck high.

There was also a hooking sound coming from the nasal cavity, and the limbs and limbs seemed to have been electrified, and even the pores were trembling.

Xie Heng pushed her long hair back, and the soft hair slipped through his fingertips, and strands of fragrance entered the tip of his nose.

He lowered his head to follow her hair and kissed her ear.

He pressed against her, then took her earlobe between his teeth and kissed her.

Jiang Miao heard heavy breathing pouring into his cochlea.

She shivered a few times sensitively, and held his neck tightly with her hands unconsciously.

"Brother Heng, don't. The sound insulation here is poor."

Xie Heng bit her ear, as if he wanted to rub her in.

Jiang Miao's long hair was scattered on her shoulders, flying with his bow. She bit her lip and exhaled muffledly.

……

Their clothes were a little messy, but they didn't meet each other frankly. Jiang Miao leaned on the man's chest, with tears in her eyes.

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That night, Xie Heng only got up after less than two hours of sleep.

He came out of the shower and looked at Jiang Miao, who was sleeping soundly. He didn't even notice the gentle smile in his eyes, so he decided to lie down and hold her in his arms again to catch up on his sleep.

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When Jiang Miao woke up, she saw Xie Heng still asleep. Thinking that he might be drunk, she got up and went out quietly.

After breakfast, she went to the yard for a walk to water the flowers and saw someone she didn't want to look at.

Dai Wenjing's eyes lit up when he saw her coming out. Only now has he realized that love is really hard to control.

In the past, when he was in love with Tan Yanjing, he was willing to break off the engagement for her, but now after clearing up the misunderstanding, he realized that the person he should love was Jiang Miao.

But he had abandoned Jiang Miao once, and now he knew that Jiang Miao didn't want him, and was even with Xie Heng.

Every time I think of this, the dull pain in my heart is hard to get rid of, and I am unwilling to do so.

Jiang Miao has liked her for so many years, and she and Xie Heng have been together for just a short time. It must be because she was hurt by him, so she is eager to use a relationship to heal her hurt heart.

So this time he must bring Jiang Miao back to his side.

"Why did you come to my house?" Jiang Miao didn't say anything nice.

There was a bit of sadness in Dai Wenjing's eyes, "Xiao Miao, it was all my fault in the past. I will not have any entanglement with Tan Yanjing in the future. This time I came here to discuss your marriage with my uncle and aunt."

Before Jiang Miao could quarrel with him, a male voice came from behind.

"Mr. Dai, isn't it good for you to steal someone else's girlfriend so blatantly?"

Jiang Miao turned around and saw the tall Xie Heng walking over in slippers and standing next to her. His lazy voice sounded a bit warning, "Miaomiao is my girlfriend now. We will get married in the future. Please, please Watch your words."

Dai Wenjing, who originally had a sad look on his face, suddenly turned aggressive, "This is between me and Xiaomiao!"

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