Chapter 2115

"Yes... I'm married, I'm married..." Ye Wenming murmured, another mouthful of wine.

Wine, one mouthful after another, Yi Jinli only drank one or two mouthfuls, finally Ye Wenming fell drunk on the sofa, but even drunk, his mouth is still constantly shouting Zhuo qianyun's name.

Ling still went to the living room, only to see the drunken Ye Wenming.

"What did he come to you for?" Ling still asked.

"Complain, he and Zhuo qianyun have already obtained the certificate, but just because of this, maybe his heart is more bitter." Yi Jin leaves her eyes and falls on Ye Wenming.

Ling also sighed, "in fact, he and Zhuo could have been a very happy couple. In those years, if he didn't force Zhuo to kneel down to Kong Ziyin, maybe Zhuo would not have come to this stage with him, or even... When he turned over the case to Zhuo, they might be able to make up again."

"Yes, sometimes, if people make a mistake, they will be doomed." Yi Jin from mumbling, suddenly turned around, suddenly hugged Ling.

He held her very hard, as if to put her whole person into his arms.

Ling was still caught off guard. He felt that his hug was more important than usual. "What's the matter? Why do you hold so tightly all of a sudden? "

"Because I really feel lucky." Yi Jin left low tunnel, "glad you were willing to forgive me, and even... Continue to love me."

Ling is still in a daze, and then understands that he is in Ye Wenming, thinking of the past between them, so he has such a move.

"That's because you deserve my love." Ling still hands, gently back to embrace Yi Jin from.

His body trembled slightly, and then his face gently rubbed against her neck, as if with endless attachment.

She is quite used to his occasional coquetry feeling, as if a big dog is asking for a hug, "well, don't think much about ye Wenming and Zhuo Jie, they have their future, and our future will only be together."

Ling still said, hand side extended to the shoulder, fingers gently touched his head, as if it was stroking his hair.

"We're not going to separate again." Yi Jin from so say, suddenly straight up the body, the Ling still hold up.

"Why?" She was surprised, but he had already carried her toward the stairs.

"Ye Wenming is still drunk on the sofa!" Ling still reminds a way.

"Someone will take him to the guest room later." Yi Jin left the road, that pair of peach blossom eyes dyed with deep desire and desire to look at her.

Suddenly, Ling is still blushing, but even exposed in the pajamas outside the neck are like a layer of pink.

"Ah Jin... Well, it's very late. Why don't we, er, go to bed later."

"Why, don't you?" Yi Jin from holding Ling still returned to the room, put her gently on the big bed.

"Neither... Neither." Ling's face is still more red, only to see his slender fingers, has been undoing the buttons of his clothes.

And his eyes, have been staring at her, the eyes, as if to put her completely in the net.

Doesn't he know how provocative he is now?

"But... It's too late now. I'm afraid I won't be able to get up tomorrow morning. I have to send Xiaomo to kindergarten at 7 o'clock." Ling is still against the temptation, reluctantly said.