Chapter 153

She had to wear this one for a while, and she had to change it for a while. It's strange.

However, we all dress casually. It's really inappropriate for her to wear such a grand dress. It's also comfortable to change.

The dinner was rich. Jiang Wangshu liked sweet cakes. The cake had three layers. It was rich in ingredients and attractive in fragrance. It was more beautiful than all the cakes she had bought before.

Ai Le was empty handed, so he had to borrow flowers and offer them to Buddha. He used the wine from Fu Yu'an's wine cellar as a gift. He poured a cup for each person, and it was all from him.

The wine is good to drink, but Jiang Wangshu, who knows what it's like to be drunk, already knows how to restrain himself. He only takes a sip at a time and never drinks.

Ai Le is a talkative person. She never stops talking during the dinner. When an an an hears him talking, she sometimes complains with Jiang Wangshu, "nothing can stop his mouth."

They laughed quietly.

Talking about the stock market, Jiang Wangshu and an an couldn't get in touch. They sat close and whispered together.

Fu Yu'an is very addicted to smoking. He promised Jiang Wangshu to quit smoking before, but Ai Le handed the cigarette over to him. He took it and bit it in his mouth. As soon as the lighter rings, Jiang Wangshu looks at it from the sound, and he has lit it.

"What's the matter?"

Fu Yu'an's eyes always look at her. As soon as she looks up, he finds out that there is nothing wrong with her. She spits out a mouthful of smoke and flicks it in the ashtray with a cigarette between her fingertips.

"Nothing." She glanced at the cigarette on his fingertips and picked up the topic again to chat with Ann.

Fu Yu'an suddenly realized that he took a cigarette and immediately put it out in the ashtray.

Elle wondered, "what's the matter? Don't you think my cigarette is good? "

"I quit smoking." He grabbed the hand of Elle, also to pinch, "you don't smoke, it's all smoke."

After the meal, Jiang Wangshu cut the cake, closed his eyes and made a wish that everything would be smooth and they would last a long time.

I suddenly remember that Fu Yu'an came to find her last time. She was still determined to stay away from him. She intended to make a wish on his birthday to make him promise not to come to her in the future. But I didn't expect that when it came to this day, she made a wish to be with him.

So sometimes reality is ironic, and no one knows what will happen until that day.

Ai Le drinks, and it's too late to leave, so he can only stay for one night. Naturally, someone will help them arrange a place to live. Yu an doesn't care about him, and beckons Jiang Wangshu to help him.

"Aren't you a good drinker?" Jiang Wangshu helped him upstairs and took the first step, "don't you know how heavy you are? Don't lean on me. Move your legs yourself

"Not drunk, just a little dizzy."

He was nearly 1.9 meters old. Most of his weight was on her. He couldn't stand it. He raised his legs and stepped up the steps. The smell of wine mixed with smoke went into Jiang Wangshu's nose.

"Did you smoke a lot?"

Go up to the second floor, turn into the corridor, pay Ann a little bit, she said with a smile, "housekeeper."

"I don't care about others. It's for your own good not to let you smoke. Have you ever seen the lungs of those who smoke? I don't understand what's good about that thing."

"Want to know?" He lowered his head and asked her, the smell of smoke was stronger.

"I don't want to." She opened the door and went in. Fu Yu'an stretched out her legs and kicked the door up to the bedside. She tripped over the carpet and forced Jiang Wangshu to fall on the bed.

Jiang Wangshu's viscera were almost squeezed out and patted him, "get up, i... I'm almost out of breath."

He took his leg back, his hand still around her shoulder.

Jiang Wangshu was lying on the bed panting. He smoothed his breath and wanted to sit up. After trying, he felt like a weight drop on his shoulder and couldn't get up at all.

"Fu Yu an!" She patted him on the arm. "You get up and sleep well."

When the bedroom came in, she turned on a wall lamp at the door. The light was weak. Under the dim yellow light, the temperature gradually rose.

"Fu Yu an?"

"Ginger..." a small voice gently call, her neck a hot, more breathing.

"You're drunk. Go to sleep." She tried to take his arm away and sit up. Halfway up, she was pressed back.

"What are you afraid of?" Different from the trance of calling her name softly, he was clearly sober when he said this.

"You're not drunk!" She had a hunch in her heart that she was inexplicably afraid, "let me go if you're not drunk!"

"I'm going to sleep in another room! Let go

"No way." Gentle refusal is the most deadly, three points coquettish seven points command, this feeling is the most strange.

She got up from the bed with both hands and feet. She jumped out of the bed with a sigh of relief. But before her feet touched the ground, she was held back by the waist. Under her body was a soft quilt. It was like stepping into the mire with one foot. The more she struggled, the deeper she sank.

"I think..."

before he finished speaking, Jiang Wangshu slapped him.This is totally subconscious action, not much energy, but still pay to hit wake up.

"You hit me?"

Jiang Wangshu wants to cry without tears to explain, "I didn't mean to, I let you let me go, you don't let me go."

He touched his cheek, leaned over her forehead and said, "be obedient."

"Fu Yu'an..." she couldn't pronounce another half syllable.

This is something everyone will experience. She used to fantasize about who she would marry. At that time, her fantasies were always general. Skipping over some obscure details, she would think that if she had children in the future, she would have a happy home.

But I always feel that this matter is far away from me. The days are long and short. Sometimes her life seems to have been speeded up, sometimes it seems to have been pressed the pause button. This day is coming.

Outside, the cold wind was blowing through the windows. Inside, she shrunk her shoulders and tried to hide herself.

She didn't dare to think that they had come to this step so soon. She was still afraid and called to him, "I don't want to."

He couldn't stop and comforted along her hair, "trust me, don't be afraid."

She suddenly thought of what Jiang's mother had said to her, and the sneer of her aunt. She was full of resistance and wanted to escape.

Pay to Ann kiss her forehead, kiss her lips, "there will always be this day."

She didn't know how to leave tears, her voice was broken, and she was covered by the wind outside the window. She got what she wanted, but also lost something she had to lose.

The night is long, she has a strange dream, maybe not a dream, she was like a boat.