After the Divorce, the Ex-Wife Became a Creditor

Chapter 150 Three Bedrooms and Four Women

Ji Jing drove the little BMW seriously, and the Raptor was once again left with Tu Xiao. Han Qian sat in the passenger seat with his head lowered. He finally remembered what Guan Dagou asked him.

He was sick and lacked energy, and he would definitely not be able to drive after drinking. Guan Dagou couldn't help Yan Qingqing and Wen Nuan, so he called Ji Jing with Han Qian. Wen Nuan had no friends, and Yu Shici was busy looking for them. She was too embarrassed to disturb her house, so she called Tong Yao, who happened to be here.

Then it became what it is now.

When getting out of the car, Ji Jing supported Yan Qingqing, and nursery rhyme supported her warmly.

And it feels like this is my own home.

Tong Yao seemed to be very hostile to Ji Jing. When she helped Wen Nuan get out of the car, she frowned and said when she found that Ji Jing also got out of the car.

"Why don't you take her back to her home?"

Ji Jing said coldly with an indifferent expression.

"I don't know where Mr. Yan's home is."

the nursery rhyme asks.

"I can send it to your home!"

"It's not like you're drinking with me. I don't have room at home and I'm not used to sleeping with others."

"Then what should you do after you get married?"

"Teacher Tong, is this what you should worry about?"

Ji Jing and Tong Yao had sparks when they met. Perhaps it was because Ji Jing's good friend was Yan Qingqing, and Tong Yao and Nuan Wen were each other's only friends in this city. Tong Yao believed that he could not give this fox-like woman An opportunity to get close to Han Qian alone.

Although Han Qian is not a good person, he is now sick, warm and drunk. If this fox-like woman uses force on Han Qian...

The consequences could be disastrous.

The brain circuit of nursery rhymes.

Qingqi

After entering the door, Yan Qingqing struggled to sleep in the room on the second floor. She refused Ji Jing's help and said confusedly as she walked up the stairs.

"Jingjing, you can sleep in the guest room on the first floor. Don't leave. I'll sleep in Han Qian's room."

Ji Jing was slightly startled as she was about to go out. This was obviously not the first time that Mr. Yan came to Han Qian's home. Then she looked at Yan Qingqing with some embarrassment, but Yan Qingqing, who had spoken, had already gone upstairs and went straight to Han Qian's house. Room.

Wen Nuan, who was already in a state of confusion, suddenly stood up on the sofa and went straight to the second floor, shouting as he walked.

"Yan Hu, you are shameless. Yaoyao, you sleep in my room, and I sleep with Yan Hu."

Yan Qingqing on the second floor seemed to hear Wen Nuan's words and screamed something, but Han Qian didn't understand. Anyway, Han Qian only knew one thing now.

He had no place to sleep.

He took another pill. When Ji Jing went to take a shower, Han Qian helped him up the stairs to the second floor. He glanced at the closed door to the south, and then looked at the door of his room wide open, with a man lying on the tatami. There were two women standing far apart, with a large space between them.

At this time, Han Qian suddenly found that Yan Qingqing was looking at him with wide eyes, seducing Han Qian with her eyes.

Yan Qingqing did it on purpose today. Since she and Wen Nuan had already broken up with each other, she might as well just do it to the end. She thought that the nerdy nursery rhyme would go home and let Ji Jing stay in the guest room and Wen Nuan stay in her own room. Then the rest Han Qian and her...

But I didn't expect that this nursery rhyme would actually stop leaving even if it said it wouldn't leave.

Even if he was crazy, Han Qian would not dare to walk into this room at this time, so he stood at the door and said softly.

"You two drank too much. Let me see if you want to prepare some water."

Yan Qingqing stretched out her white arms under the quilt, revealing her round shoulders, and said in a charming voice, hooking her fingers at Han Qian.

"I want you~~"

"Yan Hu, if you want to get angry, just jump out of the window, don't force me!"

"Nuan Nuan, is it comfortable for you to sleep on your stomach? My sister also wants to try it, but she can't lie down."

Han Qian could clearly see that the warmth in the quilt had begun to tremble. He stood up and looked at Han Qian coldly.

"close the door!"

Han Qian closed the door and went downstairs. The moment he closed the door, he saw Yan Qingqing lift the quilt to reveal her smooth back. She was not wearing any clothes.

So white.

I don’t know how to turn off the light even when I’m sleeping.

Han Qian was confused when he returned downstairs. Should he sleep on the sofa today? You said Aunt Ji would stay, so why are you so thick-skinned, Tongyao? Just as Han Qian lay down, Ji Jing showed her head in the bathroom and whispered.

"Han Qian, have you..."

Han Qian quickly guessed what Ji Jing wanted, sat up and said softly.

"Wait a moment, I'll ask Nuan Nuan to find her pajamas for you."

"No! Han Qian, I'm not used to wearing other people's clothes..."

"Then I'll buy it for you. I guess the supermarket isn't closed yet."

After saying this, Han Qian picked up his clothes and was about to go out. This time, Ji Jing became even more anxious, lowering his head and whispered.

"No... no need... you... do you have a shirt, the quilt in your guest room..."

"I'll get it for you. The sheets and sheets are all new. Just wait a moment."

When Ji Jing walked out of the bathroom, Han Qian stretched out his hands and turned his head to the other side. The white shirt did not look too loose on Ji Jing's body, and the length of the shirt was just enough to cover the alluring Scenery, Ji Jing's legs are not as slender as Wen Wen and Yan Qingqing, but Ji Jing is whiter than both of them, with mutton-fat skin and a looming spring light.

Han Qian took a deep breath and then said.

"Give you three seconds, go back to your room immediately and lock the door, or I will let you know why the flowers are so red."

Ji Jing was stunned for a moment while wiping her hair, and then she shyly raised her finger at Han Qian. Han Qian gestured to get up, but Ji Jing turned around and ran away. Hearing the sound of the door locking, Han Qian breathed a sigh of relief. .

His head is getting heavier. In his current state, Han Qian may not even be able to get on the bed. Fortunately, in this state, Han Qian doesn't have much thought about the smooth back and the suet-like Ji Ji. Auntie.

Why! Why can't I see the front?

With a bit of disappointment and expectation, Han Qian fell asleep.

Late at night, something went wrong in Han Qian's dream. He didn't know what he was dreaming about. One moment it became extremely huge, the next moment it became invisible to the naked eye, and then it became messy. The speed also varied between extremely slow and rapid. Continuously switch between.

Han Qian was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. In his sleep, he felt someone was beside him, but when he opened his eyes, it was already dawn. When he stood up, Han Qian found four women standing in front of her.

Han Qian yawned, nodded to the four women listlessly, and said feebly.

"Good morning. Did you have a good night's sleep?"

As he spoke, Han Qian felt that his head was a little tight, and the expressions of the four women were a little off. When he reached out to touch his head, he touched a piece of cloth. He pulled the cloth off his head and put it in front of his eyes with doubts.

Han Qian was stunned.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the four women and asked doubtfully.

"Do you believe me when I say I don't know what's going on?"

Nuan Nuan hugged his arms and sneered at Han Qian.

"Believe it, why don't I believe it? If you did it, you wouldn't be able to put this thing on your head. Who knows which sneaky fox can't help but feel lustful in the middle of the night."

After saying this, Yan Qingqing squinted at Wen Nuan and frowned.

"Wen Juying, don't be so arrogant. The things are mine, but I slept with you all the time last night. Now you blame me? Teacher Tong stayed here last night without any intention of rejection. Who knows if it was her Already prepared.”

Tong Yao, who was leaning against the wall, pushed up his glasses and said with a gloomy expression.

"Me? This thing belongs to you, Mr. Yan, right? Vice President Wen and Han Qian have been living together. There is no need. Since there is no sound on the second floor, it must be someone on the first floor who did it."

Ji Jing, who was already sitting on the imperial concubine's couch with her legs crossed, frowned and looked at Tong Yao and said coldly.

"As a teacher, you speak so irresponsibly? Teacher Tong, you are the strangest one. Among the four of us, you and Han Qian are the least familiar, right?"

"So I'm the innocent one. I don't know who was walking around the living room wearing a shirt last night, showing off."

"Um?"

"Um?"

Wen Nuan and Yan Qingqing looked at Ji Jing at the same time. For a moment, Ji Jing was a little panicked and stood up with a blushing face.

"This is the first time I came to Han Qian's house. I have the habit of drinking water at night. What's wrong with getting up to drink water? Teacher Tong didn't sleep in the middle of the night. Why are you staring at me? Or is Teacher Tong doing something to worry about being discovered by me? ?”

"Me? What are you doing? The underwear belongs to Mr. Yan, right? I have to go to Mr. Yan's room to get the underwear and then go downstairs? Can I just use mine?"

After the words fell, Wen Nuan and Yan Qingqing gritted their teeth at the same time and looked at Tongyao, and Yan Qingqing said in a deep voice.

"What did you say!"

Nuan Nuan followed.

"What does what she said have to do with you? Yan Hu, you are just a leader, I am the daughter-in-law of the Han family."

"Get out of here, what's the point of a divorced woman getting involved?"

"You want to fight?"

"Who gave up first last night? Are you trying? In fact, Han Qian is also pitiful. There is only such a small-breasted baby in the family. I will prepare more for you next time."

Wen Nuan and Yan Qingqing started pinching each other again. Han Qian looked at the bra in his hand in confusion, took a deep breath and said helplessly.

"Wouldn't it be nice if you brought four of them to me next time?"

"Pooh!"

"Delusion!"

"The pervert leader."

"Han Qian, you are really lustful."

The four women all pointed their fingers at Han Qian, and Han Qian also lost his temper and started to fight.

"This is my home! Believe it or not, I will throw you all out!"

Two minutes later, Han Qian lay on the table and wailed.

"Don't do it, don't do it, I'm going first, I'm going first."

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