Before Xu Lang could say a word, he was blocked by a warm red lips, as if he had encountered a forced kiss.

Of course, the owner of the red lips is naturally Zhao Wenya. She held Xu Lang's head desperately and kissed her wildly. It seemed that only in this way could she express her longing for Xu Lang.

As he kissed, Xu Lang felt a sudden pain in his lips, "Hiss..."

Zhao Wenya bit her lips and licked her lips with pain again, "Xu Lang, does it hurt?"

Xu Lang shook his head, "It doesn't hurt. If you don't relieve your hatred, you can continue to bite."

"Xu Lang, I hate you. I haven't seen you for a month. I dare not call you or send you a message. I thought, you don't want me anymore. I thought you have disappeared in my life from now on. Woo woo..."

Zhao Wenya was sobbing as she spoke.

This made Xu Lang feel guilty. I thought that he did not do well enough. In more than a month, he just sent a text message occasionally and had never even called. His world is not only Zhao Wenya, but he is the only one in Zhao Wenya's world.

"Ya'er, I'm sorry, it's my fault. During this period of time, I went to Xianggang on a business trip, and when I came back, I've neglected you one after another." Xu Lang said seriously.

Zhao Wenya wiped her tears and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. As long as I know that you still love me in your heart and don't abandon me, I will be content."

"Silly, how could I abandon you? Ya'er, how did you know I'll come to visit you today?" Xu Lang said in a daze.

"You said that almost every evening, as long as I finish work, I will lie on the balcony and look downstairs, hoping to see you. Finally, I waited for this day. I just saw you walking into our community and waiting for you to knock at the door. I want you to see me as soon as possible and let me see you as soon as possible.

Xu Lang, do you know that before you entered my life, I had almost no expectations or hope, and your appearance became all my hope now. I have no high hopes for you, I just hope that you can tell me in advance before you don’t love me, so that I will not harass you again. After all, you still have your own family.” Zhao Wenya said affectionately.

Xu Lang's heart trembled, and he was secretly glad that he had chosen to walk into Zhao Wenya's door just now. If he went to Liu Ruyan's house, how disappointed Zhao Wenya would have.

"Come on, come here, look at the scarf I knitted for you. In a few days, it will be cold. Put it on and warm it up a little." Zhao Wenya happily took Xu Lang's hand, walked to the bedroom, and picked up a silver-gray scarf from the head of the bed.

It is November in Jiangnan. There are still some days before the cold winter. Zhao Wenya has started to prepare scarves for herself. Besides, she is not afraid of the cold with her internal strength. However, this is Zhao Wenya's intention. Xu Lang naturally would not say it explicitly, and tried it with great enthusiasm.

Zhao Wenya, who was nourished by love, was not a 26-year-old woman. She clearly looked like a 16-year-old girl who had just started talking about love. She tried it seriously for Xu Lang to wear it, and then pulled it to the mirror and gestured, "How do you like it?"

"Of course I like it." Xu Lang said hurriedly.

Zhao Wenya's hand is really a coincidence. Nowadays, there are few girls who can knit scarves, so Xu Lang is naturally very moved.

"Then do you dare to wear it in the future?" Zhao Wenya asked gently, holding Xu Lang's arm.

"Of course, what's there to be afraid of?" Xu Lang said hurriedly.

"Hehe, if your wife finds out, it will be troublesome to ask you to kneel on the washboard, but you just say you bought it from the market yourself. By the way, Xu Lang, I still don't know who you are, a married woman? Who is more beautiful than your wife?" Zhao Wenya asked with interest.

What Zhao Wenya said is the truth. She really doesn't know that Xu Lang's wife is Xiao Yuruo, the president of their common boss.

"This..." Xu Lang scratched his head, not knowing how to answer.

"Is it difficult to answer? If you don't want to answer, let's forget it. Hehe, come on, come on, try my skills. It just so happened that I made a big table of food myself. It's boring to eat it alone. You're here." Zhao Wenya hurriedly pulled Xu Lang to sit at the dining table in the living room.

Xu Lang ate two bites with relish, which was indeed good. It was many times better than that of Ma Qilin.

However, in Xu Lang's opinion, every bit of love is love, and Yingying and Yanyan are always concerned about love. Whether it is poor or good craftsmanship, she has a strong love for him.

After eating, Xu Lang hugged Zhao Wenya and snuggled on the sofa in the living room. Looking at the Korean drama that had been popular for several years, this girl cried so hard.

"Ya'er, do you like watching TV and TV dramas so much?" Xu Lang asked with a smile, but as he watched, he also watched it.

"Xu Lang, who is the young girl? She doesn't fantasize about meeting the prince who truly loves her. And I met you after an unfortunate marriage, so I cherish it very much.

Do you know?

It only takes a moment to fall in love with you, but it takes a lifetime to forget you, and it is not even enough.

Before marrying Wang Gensheng, I also fantasized about finding a man who loves me and I love, and having a love affair that never breaks up.

I think the greatest happiness in love is that while you love him, he also loves you.

The tricks of fate made me marry a man I didn’t love.

God’s gift made me meet you, so I talk to you in my memory every day because I found that missing someone for too long will often forget what he looks like.”

Zhao Wenya said slowly.

Xu Lang's heart trembled again. Yun Ruotong's girl "married" her photo, and Zhao Wenya's girl talked about love. Why did such a passionate woman meet her?

"Ya'er, I hope to meet you one step earlier. At that time, I was not married, you were not married, maybe we have our own children now." Xu Lang said with fantasy.

"Really? It would be great if time could go back. I will definitely give you the most beautiful and best self." Zhao Wenya said excitedly.

"Follower, you are the most beautiful and the best now." Xu Lang said hurriedly.

"No, I'm already 26 years old, and I'll be getting old soon." Zhao Wenya said with a pout.

"Follower." Xu Lang shaved a little bit on Zhao Wenya's nose.

"Xu Lang, I miss you, it's longer than a long time..." Zhao Wenya drilled into Xu Lang's arms.

"Oh? You miss me? What should I do?" Xu Lang said pretending to be unclear.

"Hate, I still ask even though I know." Zhao Wenya said coquettishly, stretching out her delicate jade fingers and pointing to the soft big bed in the bedroom.

Without saying a word, Xu Lang hugged Zhao Wenya and rushed straight to the bedroom. Zhao Wenya was hugged by Xu Lang. While running towards the bedroom, he eagerly took off Xu Lang and his clothes.

If there are only two girls among the many women who make him unrestrained, one is Ma Qilin and the other is Zhao Wenya.

Of course, Xu Lang did not mean getting out of bed sheets, but these two slightly mature women are always as understanding as their sisters.

At this time, Xu Lang's big hand seemed to press on a hard, hard object like a book. He subconsciously glanced at it and saw the words "Taiping Heavenly Kingdom" written on it. Before he could see clearly, Zhao Wenya actually pulled Xu Lang over and said angrily: "What are you thinking about who hates and is not attentive? Are you still thinking about other women?"

Xu Lang smiled, didn't think much about the book, and hurriedly focused.

Zhao Wenya, who was sweating profusely, crawling on Xu Lang, savoring the beauty just now, she felt that she was the happiest woman in the world.

"Xu Lang, I... can I call your husband?" Zhao Wenya said, gently stroking Xu Lang's strong chest.

"Of course, fool, what's wrong with it? I'm your husband." Xu Lang said hurriedly.

"Okay, old...husband...husband...husband...hehe, it's great. Although I know that this is just a self-satisfied deceiving myself, but if it's just a dream, I would rather not wake up." Zhao Wenya said, and tears fell down.

"Silly, why are you crying again?" Xu Lang said in a daze.

"It's nothing, husband, let's lie down on the sofa in the living room." Zhao Wenya actually had novel ideas like a child.

"Hmm? Why? It's midnight now, why are you going to the living room?" Xu Lang said in a daze.

"Because I think, are you willing?" Zhao Wenya said with a pout.

"Okay, my little baby, go wherever you say you want to go. You can make the decision on your territory. Tonight, I have no objection even if you eat me." Xu Lang said seriously.

"Ya'er, why are you here? Do you want to experience love on the sofa?" Xu Lang said shamelessly.

"Of course not, I hate it, I'm just thinking!" Zhao Wenya said coquettishly, "Honey, do you know, I enjoy snuggling with you on the sofa, turning on the TV, a glass of red wine and a movie. I know that I'm already satisfied if you can take out a night to accompany me. However, I want to be with you, not just thinking about bed. What I need is the feeling of falling in love, and I have never had this feeling before."
Chapter completed!