Chapter 245: Shall We Date?

Now the injured person became the one who was sympathized with. Wen Lan took a handkerchief to apply cold compress to him and scolded him.

"Look at you, you're even more careless than me."

"Hiss!" Because a blister broke, Song Min couldn't help but let out a gasping sound of pain.

Wen Lan carefully wiped the blood from his body and blew on him gently.

"Better?"

Song Min looked at her infatuatedly, feeling both distressed and moved.

Why not cherish such a beautiful, kind and intelligent woman?

Ms. Wen's cool breath spread across the back of his hand, stirring the desire for love deep in his heart.

After living in a muddle all his life, when he reached the age of forty, he wanted to give it a try, even if he was beaten, scolded, or rejected, at least he had tried.

More than 20 years ago, he didn't dare to pursue her. 20 years later, he doesn't want to miss it again.

So, he plucked up his courage, boldly held her in his arms, and kissed her charming lips.

The moment their lips and tongues touched, Wen Lan was completely stunned.

She hadn't kissed a man in many, many years.

At this moment, I was actually being hugged and kissed by a man I had just known for less than half a day?

Two excited hearts were beating fast.

Song Min's kiss was not very passionate. He touched the corner of her lips carefully, for fear of hurting her.

"Alan, I like you."

His devout eyes were filled with warm anticipation. Wen Lan could sense his seriousness and the frantic beating of his heart.

This kiss was so sincere, without any hint of blasphemy.

"Alan, can we date?"

After many years, Wen Lan's heart began to beat again. Faced with the sudden confession, she was a little confused and timid, but also eager to try.

Especially the name "Alan", he called her so affectionately that it made people feel like they were back in their teenage years. That kind of youthful love feeling came naturally.

This 18-year-old little brother is unreliable, but it might be a good idea to give the 48-year-old big brother a try!

"Okay!" She took the initiative to climb onto his shoulders and continued their confession kiss.

Life is short, and it's rare to meet someone who is compatible with her. She wants to fall in love again, bid farewell to the past, and welcome a new life.

At the age of fifty, you can still have a beautiful love and live a more wonderful life.

Two men and women who have not had a romantic life for a long time are like dry firewood and ignite at any time.

Song Min, an old monk who had been single for more than 40 years, felt as if his Ren and Du meridians were opened up, and his gushing love was unstoppable.

He hugged Wen Lan and kissed her from the tea table to the sofa, and then to the lounge in the inner room, not leaving any time.

With a bang, Song Min closed the door with his foot and locked it.

The room was filled with a charming atmosphere, with messy clothes scattered all over the floor.

When they both woke up, Wen Lan discovered that all the blisters on his hands had been broken.

There were spots of blood on the white bedding.

It looks like the traces of love left by a girl's first night.

"Song Min, your hand is still injured. Do you want to go to the hospital and get it bandaged?"

"No need. Alan, how about you blow it for me again?"

"Blow yourself!" After the passion, Wen Lan had regained her sanity. She quickly put on her clothes and resumed her usual image of a cool and arrogant female boss.

Ding-ling-ling, Ms. Wen's phone rang.

Qi Xu’s supervision and inspection video is here again.

"Shh, don't talk!"

Wen Lan quickly pushed Song Min into the bed, covered him tightly, and then answered the phone.

"Hi, Qiqi!"

Qi Xu looked at Ms. Wen on the phone, whose hair was messy and face was flushed, and asked worriedly.

"Mom, why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"

Ms. Wen was extremely embarrassed and answered while suppressing her shyness.

"No, I'm fine. I just woke up, so I'm a little hot."

This is completely illogical. How can I feel hot and flushed when I wake up?

Qi Xu didn't dwell on it, and after looking around, he realized it didn't look like a hotel. He asked her again.

"Mom, where are you?"

Ms. Wen started lying again.

"It's at a friend's house. She was my former deskmate in college. We were very close."

"Coincidentally, she also lives in Tangcheng and is near your company. We ran into each other and got together."

Hearing her describe herself as a female best friend, Song Min pinched her thigh in punishment.

"Ah!" Wen Lan couldn't help but scream out in such a sensitive place.

"Mom? What's wrong with you?"

Now, Wen Lan really couldn't find an excuse to explain. She couldn't tell her daughter-in-law that there was a man hiding in her bed and they had just fought, right?

"It's okay, I, I, I just watched too many short dramas and my waist is sore. Just now, it suddenly hurt a little bit."

Fortunately, she was smart enough, and this reason was perfect. Qi Xu really didn't doubt it at all.

"Mom, are you really possessed?"

"You're watching skits day and night now. Do you still want your body?"

"Needless to say, you haven't had dinner yet, have you?"

"You didn't drink the health tea I asked you to bring, did you?"

"How old are you? You still make me worry."

"Not only do I have to take care of this mess at the company, I also have to take care of you and your son. I might as well work myself to death."

Song Min was still fiddling with the fire under the quilt, and Ms. Wen suppressed her restlessness and dared not make any sound.

He had to try his best to comfort Qi Xu.

"My dear, I was wrong. I promise you that from now on you will eat and sleep on time, and you will never watch short dramas or read stupid novels again."

"From today on, I'm done. Say goodbye to skits completely."

Ever since she saw the real-life actors in the skits, she has had a psychological trauma when watching them. She can't even watch them without any supervision.

Originally, watching short dramas is also to relieve emotions, release psychological pressure, and use those exciting and brain-dead plots to heal emotional wounds.

Now there is a better medicine that can open her lonely heart. How can she still be immersed in the world of illusion?

"Yeah! That's what a good mother is!"

"By the way, where is my Uncle Song? Did you see him when you went to the company today?"

"Just now, I sent him dozens of messages, but he didn't reply. Is he busy?"

It is really difficult for Wen Lan to answer this question.

Dealing with her clever daughter-in-law was already a headache, but the person in the bed was still restless, making her feel itchy.

Even the most basic brain is lost.

Pull Song Min out of the bed and throw the phone to him.

"Come out, Qiqi is looking for you."

Song Min's half-naked body was exposed in the video.

Qi Xu was so frightened that he even dropped his phone. "Oh my God! What's going on?"

Song Min quickly hung up the video. Then he asked Wen Lan, "Why did you pull me out?"

Wen Lan was so angry that she wanted to slap him to death. "Who told you to touch and kiss me randomly? It made me lose my mind."

The two people stared at each other and spoke at the same time.

"Now, what should we do?"

"Now, what should we do?"

Mix it cold, mix it hot, stir-fry it, mix it randomly, God knows what to do?

The mother-in-law was caught by her daughter-in-law and had a one-night stand with her own master. This is such a bloody plot that even weird novels wouldn't dare to write it like this, and even crazy skits wouldn't dare to perform it like this!

Wen Lan raised the pillow and gave Song Min a severe blow.

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault, it's all your fault. My reputation as a female boss has been ruined by you."

"Now, how do you want me to face Qiqi?"