Chapter 270 It’s Destined Not to Be a Quiet Night

"No~"

After saying this, he felt a sharp pain in his waist. Nuan Nuan was pinching him. Han Qian also felt a little regretful. How could he speak at this time?

The door was gently pushed open, and the weak light from the living room rushed into the guest room along the crack of the door. Under the weak light, Aunt Ji could be seen wearing a black nightgown, which was conservative but a bit sexy.

Very conservative and beautiful.

Ji Jing stepped forward and sat on the edge of the bed with her back to Han Qian. At this moment, Han Qian was in a panic and whispered with a trembling voice.

"Ji...Aunt Ji...why haven't you rested yet?"

"The nursery rhyme was scolding you upstairs. It was so noisy that I couldn't sleep. I couldn't sleep after you sent me a message. I was a little worried that you were being brave again."

Ji Jing's faint voice made Han Qian's cold sweat seep out on his forehead. Now the girl's hand under the quilt was wandering around the soft part of his waist. He had already been pinched twice. Han Qian held down the warm little hand under the quilt. , replied in a low voice.

"When I sent you this message, I was already eating barbecue at a roadside stall. There are a lot of things that are certain now. At least Cui Li won't do anything to you in a short time. But you have to be careful about other people. You don't want me at the Yamen Gate. To live a stable life, some businessmen are not willing to bow their heads to me, an ordinary citizen. Not all officials are Cheng Jin, and not all businessmen are Liu Guangming."

Ji Jing hummed softly, but had no intention of getting up and leaving. She moved closer to Han Qian, lowered her head and whispered.

"Did I cause you a lot of trouble?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Qian could feel the girl under the quilt nodding vigorously. It was definitely not Han Qian's intention to hide the warmth. It was because this girl was really embarrassed to be discovered. This girl claimed to be mysophobic outside her home and company. How could the bratty girl who didn't dare to talk to strangers express her love for Han Qian to the outside world, and she didn't dare to be discovered getting under Han Qian's bed at this time.

Fortunately, the girl is thin and the room is relatively dark. If it were Yan Qingqing and Ji Jing, their breasts would be exposed.

I feel happy but also sigh a little bit, why don't I grow taller?

With so many thoughts in his head, he smiled softly.

"Where did the trouble come from? Didn't you prepare snacks for me when I was upset? Besides, this matter is mainly my problem. You are implicated. Besides, I feel relieved that you live with Tong Yao. She is a teacher, and the two of them also look after each other. I will know immediately who is missing. It’s very late, so rest up. You can go shopping tomorrow at the weekend.”

After saying that, Ji Jing turned around and looked at Han Qian, then grabbed the hand outside the quilt and kissed the back of it. She turned around and ran away with a red face. When she went out, she was too nervous and bumped into the door frame, and stumbled away.

Han Qian was stunned for a moment. Wasn't he just kissing the back of his hand? Why was he so panicked?

As soon as Ji Jing left, Wen Nuan came out from under the quilt, stared at Han Qian fiercely, gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"You two are indeed having an affair. Han Qian, what do you mean now? Are you taking revenge on me?"

The little fist landed on Han Qian's shoulder again and again. Who said that the girl's fist wouldn't hurt? Unable to hold it back this time, Wen Nuan's fist fell again and was caught by Han Qian. Han Qian looked at Wen Wen with a proud look on his face, and then he was punched in the face.

The punch was not strong, but it still made Han Qian's nose sore and made him cry. Han Qian stood up and held Wen Nuan's two small arms, pressed the girl on the bed, looked down at Wen Wen and said angrily.

"Why am I having an affair? If I had that intention, would I still be a virgin now?"

Nuan Nuan struggled a few times and found that he had failed. He stared with big eyes and said angrily.

"That's because you don't have a chance! You gangster, pervert, let me go!"

"I don't have a chance?"

These words made Han Qian feel uncomfortable. He raised his leg to suppress Wen Nuan's kicking leg and curled his lips.

"Is it Yan Qingqing that I don't have a chance, or Aunt Ji that I don't have a chance? Or is it that you, a shameless girl who crawls under the covers in the middle of the night, I don't have a chance? I don't want to, I just don't want to hurt everyone."

"You want to give every girl a home, right? Han Qian, are you playing tricks with me?"

"Who did I step on?"

"You stepped on me, get off here! Han Qian... tell me, if it wasn't me who got into your bed tonight, but Yan Qingqing or Ji Jing, what would you do after you had sex? manage?"

"Get married!"

"You're married, what about me?"

"So this didn't happen."

Wen Nuan was furious and ran away. She raised her other leg and pressed it against Han Qian's crotch. Han Qian obediently let go of Wen Wen and lay on his side on the bed. The next second, Wen Wen Ren turned over and sat on Han Qian's body. This time she held down Han Qian’s two wrists.

It's raining outside the window.

Wen Nuan looked down at Han Qian, slowly lowered his body, lay on Han Qian's body, and whispered in his ear.

"The person beside you tonight is not Yan Qingqing or Ji Jing, but your ex-wife, the little angel of warmth."

After saying that, he lightly bit Han Qian's earlobe. The desire squeezed inside him erupted like a volcano. He turned over and suppressed the warmth under his body. Just as he was about to bite his tongue, a roar came from outside the living room.

"warmth!"

Yan Qingqing went downstairs, and the woman's roar was like a pot lid, forcibly covering the volcano. Han Qian felt happy for a moment. If Yan Qingqing saw this, Han Qian was not sure what would happen after dawn. He was sure that he would be beaten to death by Yan Qingqing.

Suddenly, he felt heavy, warm arms wrapped around Han Qian's neck, and whispered.

"Ignore her."

After saying that, the door was pushed open. Yan Qingqing, who had just said that she didn't care about the warmth, immediately let go of Han Qian's neck and lay on the bed pretending to sleep.

Yan Qingqing pressed the switch, and Han Qian was already sitting on the bed, rubbing his eyes, and said in a daze.

"What's the matter? Why are you shouting in the middle of the night?"

Yan Qingqing's face was filled with anger, and her body was like a blazing flame. She went to bed and pulled off the quilt and saw Wen Wen wearing a nightgown. She was immediately furious and slapped Wen Wen's slender jade legs.

The sound is crisp and clear.

Nuan Nuan got up and said angrily.

"Yan Qingqing, you are sick. It is none of your business that I sleep with my husband."

Miss Wen said dirty words, Yan Qingqing knelt on one leg beside the bed, not caring about the spring sunshine that had slipped away under her nightgown, and sneered in her arms.

"You have to remember that he is your ex-husband, not your husband! Do you think I don't know that there is sleeping pills in the glass of water you gave me before going to bed? Are you playing tricks on me, Nuan Nuan?"

"You didn't drink?"

"Do you think I'm stupid? I'll drink something my love rival gives me? Now I suspect Han Qian of seducing a baby girl. I'll sleep here and keep an eye on him!"

Wen Nuan closed her eyes and nodded. When she got out of bed, she straightened her scattered hair and walked towards the door. When she passed by Yan Qingqing, she suddenly turned around, threw herself on Yan Qingqing, pressed the girl on the bed, and sat on Yan Qingqing's breasts. He sarcastically raised his hips.

"Are you looking at Han Qian? Then you are cheating on yourself? I gave you medicine because I care about you, because I am afraid that you will be in love in the middle of the night."

Snapped!

"Who did you hit just now?"

Han Qian, wearing two nightgowns, one black and one white, kept swallowing his saliva.

Warm legs.

Yan Qingqing's breasts.

The figures of both girls are the ceiling in their respective fields.

He was still dressed so coolly.

He suddenly wanted to throw these two women who stayed up late at night on top of them. He was also a normal man. The reason why he never touched them was because of the responsibility on his shoulders. Then Han Qian took a deep breath and reached out to grab the quilt. Covered myself in it.

Their quarrel woke up the two girls on the second floor.

The goose-yellow velvet nightgown looks very playful and cute when worn on Nursery Rhymes.

Dark purple with lace, revealing a piece of snow-white Ji Jing on her chest.

Han Qian looked at Ji Jing through the gap in the quilt. She was definitely not wearing something like this just now. Tong Yao stepped forward and pulled away Wen Wen. When Wen Wen raised her leg and kicked Yan Qingqing, her bottom was exposed. Han Qian couldn't help but say.

"SpongeBob?"

Wen Nuan lowered her legs like lightning, covering her skirt and blushing. Yan Qingqing suddenly laughed when she saw this.

"How childish."

spat a blushing Nuan.

"How much better are you than me? Do you think I didn't see you?"

"Mine is upstairs, I'm not wearing it now."

At this time, Han Qian suddenly lifted the quilt and ran out the door.

No future.

Nosebleed.