Wen Haowen was in a very bad mood, so he came to a bar to drink after work.

Since the last time he went to the hospital and failed to persuade Ning Shuqian to divorce, he entrusted the divorce related matters to the lawyer, and after several negotiations, Ning Shuqian finally relented and agreed to the divorce, and he immediately asked the lawyer to redraft a divorce agreement.

But before the lawyer called him and told him that Ning Shuqian was very dissatisfied with the redrafted divorce agreement, so he refused to sign it, he called Ning Shuqian and wanted to discuss matters related to the divorce, Ning Shuqian only said: Eighteen years of husband and wife, such a little property wants me to divorce, no way!

Then, she hung up!

The divorce was at an impasse, which made him very annoyed.

What's more, the old man also gave him a look all day long, and he didn't look at him squarely, he also touched a soft nail on Wen Wenya's side, during this time, he went to the hospital almost every day to see Wen Wenya, and would buy her some gifts from time to time, but Wen Wenya still ignored him indifferently, without any signs of softening.

All this made him deeply feel that his status in the Wen family was worrisome.

Thinking like this, Wen Haowen's mood became even more annoyed, and he asked the waiter for a glass of whiskey and poured it into his mouth.

"Huh! Mr. Wen, why did you come here to drink? Are you alone? The delicate voice, with a sweet soft voice, suddenly sounded beside him.

Wen Haowen was three points drunk, and subconsciously looked at the woman next to her, the woman's face was painted with delicate makeup, looking delicate and charming, a pair of eyes outlined with light purple eyeliner, with a seductive glow, a blink of a light is like water, delicate red lips, like a rose stained with dew in the morning.

The bandeau skirt outlines the towering and magnificent breasts, which makes people reverie how tempting the wrapped deep groove is, the slender waist tightly wrapped by the clothes, faintly exuding bewitching curves, and the short skirt with short thighs reveals a pair of long legs that are as white as jade.

Wen Haowen's mouth was a little dry, and he couldn't help but imagine in his mind what it was like when such a young and hot body was pressed under him, as he shook his body. Milk. The waves are flying, how the water snake-like waist twists and is enchanting, and how the slender and beautiful long legs wrap around his waist......

didn't get a response, and the woman's voice was a little gloomy: "Mr. Wen, you don't know me!" I'm Yang Ziyu, and I once ...... You accidentally smashed my head with a folder......" As she spoke, she stretched out her white hand and stroked it towards her forehead: "At that time, Mr. Wen, you personally sent me to the hospital, and you also sent me home, and sat in my house for a while, and then granted me two days off." ”

"It's you!" Wen Haowen's memory was hooked, thinking that she was wearing a light blue professional suit at that time, and her body was becoming more and more hot, and her body exuded a kind of uniform temptation, and he was a little dizzy at that time.

Yang Ziyu was very happy to see him remember that he was coming, and her delicate body suddenly leaned towards Wen Haowen: "Mr. Wen, I didn't expect that you would still remember me after so long." ”

Suddenly, the warm fragrance of nephrite jade made Wen Haowen's mind more and more uncontrollable, and his nose was full of young women, and the youthful and delicate breath made his throat tight, and his Adam's apple slid a few times: "Miss Yang is such a beautiful and beautiful young lady, she will not easily forget it at any sight." ”

The wine is bold, and the unfinished heart at the beginning has grown a little stronger at this moment, and he is bold to speak.

Yang Ziyu smiled charmingly, picked up the wine glass in front of Wen Haowen, put it to her lips and drank gently: "Mr. Wen, you are really good at making women happy." ”

Wen Haowen smiled pretentiously and said: "Miss Yang, where are you talking about this, you are such a beautiful woman, how can it be my turn to make you happy, what I said is the truth." ”

Yang Ziyu is indeed very beautiful, her hot figure is on par with Ning Shuqian, but her delicate and youthful body is incomparable to Ning Shuqian.

Yang Ziyu's cheeks were slightly red, and her eyes were full of watery charm: "Mr. Wen, you really like to joke, as we all know, you are infatuated with your wife, where can the wild flowers and weeds outside get into your eyes." ”

Wen Haowen watched Yang Ziyu sipping from the wine glass she had drunk, her already ambiguous actions became more and more charming, and a wave of enthusiasm couldn't help but rush to her brain, and her legs couldn't help but harden a little, but when she heard her mention Ning Shuqian, she was a little unhappy.

Yang Ziyu's hand was on Wen Haowen's shoulder, and her cardamom-dyed fingertips were strangely hooked: "Mr. Wen, did you encounter something unhappy when you came to the bar to drink alone?" ”

Wen Haowen's face sank again, picked up the wine glass that Yang Ziyu put in front of him, and poured the remaining wine from Yang Ziyu into his mouth, and then thought that Yang Ziyu had drunk it, and his lower abdomen couldn't help but tighten again.

Yang Ziyu's hand gently slid to Wen Haowen's back, and her fingers gently carved the shallow groove of the spinal cord on his back: "Is it for the previous newspaper and magazine report about your wife Ning Shuqian?" His eyes widened in disbelief: "Could it be that those reports are true, and your wife Ning Shuqian is really ......?"

Wen Haowen was dull and didn't speak, and poured another sip of wine.

Yang Ziyu was a little angry and said: "Mr. Wen, you are infatuated, but your wife doesn't know how to cherish it like this, so she hurts Mr. Wen and you, so that a handsome and dashing and high-spirited man like Mr. Wen also comes to the bar to drink and get drunk." ”

Yang Ziyu's nephrite jade grunted a little, which made Wen Haowen's mind a little confused, and when he said something to his heart, he was depressed again, grabbed the wine glass and poured it again.

But this glass of wine was a bit too much, and he poured it quickly and urgently, and the high-purity wine instantly choked into his throat, and the throat was dry and painful, and there was a heart-rending heat between his chest and lungs.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough......" Wen Haowen bent over and coughed heartbreakingly.

Yang Ziyu was nervous, and a pair of soft hands kept stroking his vest: "Mr. Wen, are you okay?" ”

Wen Haowen coughed for a while, and gradually eased up, but the soft pair moved to his chest to calm him: "Mr. Wen, are you okay?" Is it more comfortable? ”

The coquettish voice sounded in his ears with sweetness, the hot and humid breath stimulated his sensitive ears, Wen Haowen's body stiffened, and the hard object between his legs couldn't help but stand up to the small tent.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" He couldn't help coughing, and suddenly got up and bumped into Yang Ziyu.

Yang Ziyu's body staggered, and Wen Haowen didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and the whole person sat on her lap, and Wen Haowen's hoarse voice with a cough came from her ears: "I'm very uncomfortable, I'm in a private room here, help me back to the private room......"

The stiffness of the buttocks was scorching, Yang Ziyu's body barely softened, and her voice became softer and softer: "Okay~"