Chapter 177 Why did I dream about you?
Tang Shishi didn't know that Fu Zheng was nearby, so she ordered a few bottles of white wine.
"To be honest, even though Aliang was with us the past few days, he was always sullen and had no interest. Now he's finally relaxed. Come on, let's have a good drink today to celebrate Aliang's successful divorce and becoming a single person!"
"Come, come, come, don't leave until you're drunk!"
Wen Liang smiled and poured himself a glass of wine, "Then I will sacrifice my life to accompany you, sir!"
The three of them chatted while drinking one cup after another.
Tang Shishi was half drunk and started to talk nonsense, "...Aliang...I already knew Fu Zheng was a piece of shit...How could you tolerate him for so long? If it were me, I would have kicked him out long ago. Wouldn't it be nice to use the breakup money to support two male models?"
"Come, come, let me show you my treasure. Shh... don't tell anyone, I haven't... never shown it to anyone else..."
Tang Shishi drunkenly opened her phone's encrypted photo album. "Look, these are all the internet's male idols. I collected them with great difficulty. Look at this one, his pecs are so huge, even bigger than mine..."
"And this one, look at the shape here, damn, it's really quite impressive..."
"This, this is the most perky butt I've ever seen..."
"There are so many styles, there's bound to be one you like. As for Fu Hunjun, get out of here!"
“…”
Tang Shishi introduced each picture one by one, and each word she said became bolder than the last.
Wen Liang's face flushed slightly, but Zhu Fan watched with great interest.
Wen Liang's attention was also attracted out of curiosity, but for some reason, every time he saw a photo, Wen Liang subconsciously compared it with Fu Zheng.
For example, Fu Zheng's chest muscles are tight and hard, and Fu Zheng's... 18 centimeters in length is naturally not small, and Fu Zheng's butt...
Wen Liang's face turned even redder, and he quickly shook his head to get rid of the dirty thoughts.
After looking at photos of so many men, she still thinks Fu Zheng is the most perfect.
Some are too strong, with broad shoulders and broad waists, some are too thin, and their muscles have no aesthetic appeal at all, but Fu Zheng's figure is just right.
There are also people with similar figures to Fu Zheng, but their looks are not as good as Fu Zheng's.
I clearly said that I wanted to forget him, but after drinking, Wen Liang couldn't control himself at all.
The man's face appeared in her mind again and again, and no matter how hard she tried to drive him away, she couldn't.
Just get drunk.
Only by getting completely drunk could she stop thinking about him.
Just think of her final drunkenness for Fu Zheng as a tribute to her unrequited love that lasted ten years without any result.
But they didn't know that Fu Zheng's face had already turned black.
Tang Shishi felt the chill all around her and muttered, "Isn't there heating? Why do I still feel a little cold?"
After that, she returned to the main topic, "How about we go to the bar tonight and have a random 419? Those Nordic people are quite capable. I guarantee that you, Aliang, will forget Fu Hunjun completely..."
Upon hearing this, Fu Zheng's face turned completely dark.
Fortunately, he heard Wen Liang say, "This... let's forget it..."
She felt that she was not open enough to that extent, and was also afraid of contracting the disease.
Fu Zheng's complexion finally recovered a little.
Tang Shishi didn't mention it again. The three of them continued drinking and chatting, and the topic revolved around the pictures on Tang Shishi's phone.
Wen Liang drank until her head felt dizzy. Her intuition told her that she couldn't drink anymore, otherwise she would definitely pass out from drinking.
When you are in a foreign country, it is better to be a little alert.
She reminded Tang Shishi and Zhu Fan, and the three of them took a taxi back together.
In the car, Wen Liang felt drowsy and almost fell asleep.
Back in the room, Wen Liang couldn't wait to fall on the bed and fall asleep.
The room fell into silence, dim and silent.
Suddenly, the sound of a door opening with a creak broke the silence in the room, and the door opened and closed.
Fu Zheng came to Wen Liang's bed and sat down gently.
He took advantage of the moonlight and looked greedily at Wenliang's sleeping face.
At this moment, he could finally look at her openly and unscrupulously.
He really missed her.
Fu Zheng slowly reached out and gently stroked her cheek, then leaned over and kissed her forehead, sniffing her body fragrance without hesitation - of course, all he smelled was the smell of alcohol.
This little drunk!
Fu Zheng pinched Wenliang's nose.
Fortunately, she didn't agree to go to the bar, otherwise he couldn't believe what he would do!
The heater was on in the room, and Wen Liang, still wearing a thick cotton jacket, began to sweat. He groaned uncomfortably and unconsciously pulled at his clothes.
Fu Zheng unzipped her jacket and took her out of the down jacket. He then helped her take off the sweater and the thick leggings underneath.
She was still wearing her last layer of thermal underwear.
Whether it was because of the drunkenness or the heat, her face was flushed, her rosy lips were slightly parted, revealing her white teeth, and she hummed unconsciously.
The close-fitting thermal underwear outlines her graceful and undulating body curves, making her even more charming and alluring, and extremely attractive.
Fu Zheng originally had no other thoughts and just wanted to make her feel more comfortable.
But now, his breathing gradually became heavy, his mouth was dry, his eyes were straight, and his mind was blank.
Especially when she hummed from time to time, to Fu Zheng's ears, it was like adding fuel to the fire, making it burn more and more vigorously.
Wen Liang turned over unconsciously and turned sideways, exposing her waist curves to the fullest.
Fu Zheng held his breath, but finally couldn't control himself anymore. He turned Wen Liang over, leaned over and kissed her pink and tempting red lips, and easily penetrated.
A sweet taste of wine entered his mouth, and a long-lost feeling came over him. Fu Zheng couldn't help but indulge in it and savor her deliciousness.
“Hmm—”
Wen Liang's face flushed more and more, and he gradually couldn't breathe. He opened his eyes uncomfortably and pushed the person on him, "Fu Zheng?"
Fu Zheng paused, opened his eyes, and looked into Wen Liang's eyes at close range.
He didn't expect Wen Liang to wake up, and was about to explain.
Unexpectedly, Wen Liang closed his eyes again and muttered, "Why did I dream about you?... I don't want to dream about you at all..."
Upon hearing this, Fu Zheng's face turned pale.
She didn't want to dream about him?
Who did she want to dream about? Zhou Yu? Or Meng Ce?
Or was it the man who made her give birth to the child? !
Fu Zheng was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Seeing that Wen Liang wanted to say something else, he lowered his head and blocked Wen Liang's watery lips, biting and sucking roughly, stirring in her mouth domineeringly, taking away the air in her mouth.
“Mmmmm—”
The hot breath sprayed on Wenliang's face, making her even hotter and hotter, and she couldn't help but pull at her clothes.
Her collar was pulled down, revealing her plump and round breasts.
Fu Zheng's eyes were bloodshot, and his mind flashed back to the three years of their perfect harmony. The dragon that had been dormant for a long time was ready to move.
He kissed Wenliang's cheek and licked her sensitive, white, and small earlobe.
Wen Liang hummed, and his whole body shuddered.
Fu Zheng's hot lips moved to her neck, then slid down, slowly to her collarbone and chest, and lifted her clothes...
Wen Liang hummed uncomfortably and said unconsciously, "Ningning, don't bite..."
Fu Zheng's whole body froze, and he suddenly raised his head and asked in a deep voice, "Who is Ningning?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
