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How did you beg for mercy that night?

When Qi Ye came out of the bathroom, half an hour had already passed. The man was wearing a towel, and a white towel was hanging around his neck.

Wen Liang couldn't help but peek curiously into the bathroom. "What are you doing in there?"

The woman's blurry voice came from the bathroom, "You'll know once you see it. Remember to press the button to quickly enter."

"I snore?" He held the camera, and this was the only thing he could think of.

Wen Liang was both amused and helpless. In the end, he could only say, "It's a bit worse than snoring."

Then the woman in the bathroom fell silent.

Qi Ye placed the towel that was used to wipe his hair onto his shoulder and turned on the camera …

The nervous woman in the bathroom felt that Qi Ye had opened Pandora's box outside, and that the bathtub was the water that Qi Ye had helped her put in before she went out. She was currently soaking in the bathtub, her white and glossy fingers tightly grasping the edge of the bathtub as she imagined Qi Ye's reaction after knowing what happened that night.

Outside the door, Mr. Qi's expression became darker and darker, finally carrying a trace of a suspicious red color.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Mr. Qi's voice came from outside the door: "Are you planning to spend the night inside?"

"Can I?" A woman's weak voice came from the bathroom.

"What do you think?" The sound that he had previously thought was very far away now suddenly floated to the door of the bathroom. Looking at the dark figure at the door of the bathroom, Wen Liang finally took a deep breath and stood up from the bathtub. Then he took a flannel robe and wrapped it around himself.

After confirming that she was completely wrapped up, she turned to the door and said at the top of her lungs, "I'm coming out …"

She looked at herself in the mirror to make sure her face was normal before she turned to open the door. However, the moment she turned around, she saw the phone wrapped in a towel. That was Qi Ye's spare phone, how did he forget to take it out when he left it in the washroom?

Wen Liang picked up the phone and accidentally touched the button, coincidentally seeing the message on the lock screen. A message was sent by Psyche Advisor Old Zhou, the message was: This situation is a little complicated, if you are simply unable to do anything just because you see Madam's underwear, you can try it …

Ye Zichen couldn't see the message anymore, but this WeChat was too weird.

Ye Zichen hid his phone behind him due to the shock.

This action of hers was simply trying to cover it up.

Qi Ye raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Wen Liang, "What are you hiding?"

Knowing that she couldn't hide any longer, she simply took out her phone from behind her back and showed it to him, "Psychologist Old Zhou?"

"..." Qi Ye looked at Wen Liang and reminded her: "My phone just dropped into the bathroom."

"I didn't ask about your phone. I asked about this counselor …" Wen Liang suddenly reacted. He put the phone back on the towel and asked, "What's wrong with this phone?"

"I was scared when you called me, so I accidentally fell into the toilet."

"..." Wen Liang turned around and squeezed the bottle of water into his palm and washed his hands seriously.

The man stepped behind her. "You knew about what was in the camera the next morning?"

Warmth:...

"You intentionally didn't tell me that you knew about it?" The man's hands were already on the washstand at her waist.

When Wen Liang raised his head, he saw the man in the mirror, bent over and sticking to him. The bathroom was so quiet that the only sound that could be heard was the splashing of water. The man's powerful arms had trapped her on the sink, leaving her completely immobile.

She did not speak because she did not know what to say.

Who would have thought that after so many years of being reunited, the two of them would have such close contact and could not bear to look back on such a terrible night?

In fact, the reason why she didn't dare to show the video to the man after all was not because of Mr. Qi's mental retardation after the two of them got drunk. But the latter half of the process was extremely sorrowful.

"You're not talking?" The man's magnetic voice was close to her ear, as if he was caressing it with his feathers.

Wen Liang's entire body trembled. He swallowed his throat and said guiltily, "Weren't we all drunk that time? I was afraid that you would wake up and see your actions. It would be too awkward. I'm doing this for your own good …"

"When we were creating the crime scene this morning, was it also for my own good to put my hand on my brother?" The gentle yet questioning tone of the man was akin to a knife placed across his cold neck. It was as if if if she had a question that displeased him, he would be able to put himself to death.

"I'm stupid?" His lips pressed against her lustrous earlobe as he asked softly.

He was referring to the fact that he only knew how to take off his underwear and didn't know how to wear it.

"Although he's not very smart, his ability to learn is great …" Wen Liang's smile froze on his face as he looked into the mirror.

The man pointed at the phone on the towel, "Do you know what's going on with Old Zhou inside that phone?"

"Male or female?" she asked, looking back.

The guilty woman turned around and stared at the man's face in the mirror.

He reached out and pulled the woman's face away, forcing her to look him in the eye.

He said: "I thought I had a dream, in the dream and you rolled the bed, in fact, with the hand to comfort themselves for the night. I thought it was a dream. In the dream, I was crazily jumping around with you in your underwear, so when I saw it now … "You're finished, go cool!"

After saying that, the man suddenly released her and angrily turned around.

Wen Liang followed with a guilty conscience, "Actually..."

After only two steps, the man in front suddenly stopped. He didn't get enough time to stop and directly hit the man's back.

The man turned around and picked her up. Then he stepped back and placed her on the sink. Warm and cold, wrapped in a bathrobe, did not seem to cause the marble under his buttocks to turn cold. Those who were afraid of falling down grabbed the man's shoulders.

Sitting on the sink, she innocently opened her big beautiful eyes.

The man put his hands on the sink and bent slightly, finally being able to look at the woman.

"Actually what?" he asked.

The man's sexy and aggressive gaze made Wen Liang forget what he had just said.

Wen Liang raised his head and looked at Qi Ye, then confidently said: "I forgot what I wanted to say …"

"Then do you remember what you said that night when you begged for mercy?" The man looked at her with a dubious gaze.

Wen Liang almost reflexively shook his head and said, "That night, I said something, I forgot, I don't remember, I didn't say anything! Did I beg for mercy? "No way!"

"Yes, I did." Forgot? "It's a good thing that there's a recording." He rubbed her head and kissed her blushing cheeks, saying lovingly, "Be good and sit here and wait for me. I'll go and take the camera to replay it with you and you'll remember."

Seeing that the man was about to turn around, Wen Liang used all his strength to grab ahold of Qi Ye and hung onto the man's arm. On his delicate face, a pair of big eyes looked at him with watery eyes: "Hubby I'm wrong!"

"What's wrong?"

"What do you think?"

"Should I get up in the morning and reset the crime scene?"

"I shouldn't."

"Should you tell me about the recording?"

"It should be." "No," she said.

"Do you remember how you begged for mercy in the end?"

"I remember... "No, I don't remember!" Mrs. Qi was once again successfully tricked.

However, this action successfully pleased the wild wolf in front of him. The man's lips curled up into a smile, and he gently reached out his hand to rub her nose, saying, "Repeat my plea for mercy that night, and you will have nothing to say."

The woman's head shook like a rattle.

Qi Ye nodded in understanding and turned around: "Then I'll go get the camera. We'll go over the process of rolling the bed sheets from beginning to end."

She reached out her hand to put her arm around the man's neck. "I'll say, I'll say, I'll say!"

When a woman is shy, there is a thin layer of red on her cheeks. Her face is rosy and white.

The man calmly raised his eyebrows. "Yes, I'm listening!"