Strong attack marriage: flash marriage husband 100 points

Referring to Nan tingliao, Jiang Shiwei flashed a trace of sweetness at the bottom of his eyes. Hao replied defenceless: "yes, I'm married, uncle. I just started a contract marriage with him..."

"Tiny, why are you so impulsive!"

"Uncle, I was really forced to marry him at that time, and I didn't want to marry him, but I had no other way except to get married at that time." Jiang Shiwei thought about the scene at that time, and still sighed. If she hadn't married Nan tingliao at the beginning, maybe she wouldn't have met this man.

Thank God, everything was just right. She met Nan tingliao and became Nan's wife.

Halfway, Jiang Shiwei went to the bathroom and happened to receive a call from Nan tingliao. The man's voice was as considerate as ever: "wife, are you off work?"

She just remembered that she made an appointment with Nan tingliao to have dinner with Feng Jing tonight. She replied, "it's time to get off work."

"Why haven't you come out yet?"

Nan tingliao was waiting for her in the company. Jiang Shiwei's nervous palm was sweating: "I'm not in the company today." I don't know why. I'm a little guilty.

Nan tingliao didn't seem to hear anything strange. His voice was not slow: "are you on the set?"

"No, I'm eating out, husband. I can't have dinner with you tonight. Shall we make an appointment another day?" said Jiang's tiny heart.

There was a silence on the phone, and then Nan tingliao said, "OK, see you in the evening."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Shiwei returned to the box and talked and laughed with Jiang Mingjing. She had been separated from Jiang Mingjing for more than ten years. She was full of words to say. Unconsciously, they talked too late. In addition, Jiang Shiwei drank some wine. At the moment, she was drunk and the whole person was a little dizzy.

Seeing that she had been sitting on the chair, Jiang Mingjing smiled helplessly: "slightly, can you still walk?"

"Yes!" Jiang Shiwei simply returned a word of "yes", saying that she was going to stand up, but as soon as her body was soft, she planted it again. If Jiang Mingjing hadn't been quick and quick, she might have fallen a dog eating mud.

In her arms is the faint fragrance of the girl, which is mysterious and intoxicating like camellia. Jiang Mingjing's breath is tight, and her heart is beating uncontrollably.

But as soon as he thought that the girl was his own niece, he managed to control his agitation at the bottom of his heart and asked calmly, "do you remember where you live? I'll take you back."

Jiang Shiwei casually said an address.

Jiang Mingjing was about to go outside holding the girl. Along the way, Jiang Shiwei's small mouth was still talking. The whole person rubbed into Jiang Mingjing's arms: "uncle, I miss you so much."

The moonlight is soft, and the wind comes. The moonlight is gentle as if it sprinkles a thin gauze. It is soft as if it is full of three thousand lights. Jiang Mingjing hugs the girl in his arms, and his voice is softer than the Moonlight: "I miss you too, uncle."

"Do you want to leave in the future?"

"Do you want to go?" Jiang Mingjing suddenly stopped. The girl in her arms looked at him puzzled. Her eyes covered with wine were all drunk.

He lowered his head, and a pair of gentle eyes seemed to pass through many years and stare at the girl in front of him.

Because of the wine, her cheeks were as red as smoke, like clouds. In those eyes, peach blossoms were even more beautiful, like a new moon. His heart moved and waited for her answer.

Before Jiang Shiwei answered, he heard a cry behind him: "sister-in-law!"

Feng Jing looked at the two people in front of him. Peach blossom's eyes were full of embarrassment. He went out to the bathroom and saw his sister-in-law cuddling with a man. Isn't it appropriate to wear a green hat with his eldest brother?

What's more, big brother is this box.

As a result, the door of the box was suddenly opened. Nan tingliao appeared in black at the door. The man's face was still black framed glasses, which looked gloomy.

He looked at Feng Jing's embarrassed look, and at Jiang Shiwei, who was drunk in the arms of a strange man, with a slight frown.

Step forward and make a move to bring people from Jiang Mingjing's arms. Unexpectedly, Jiang Mingjing saw this action, but brought Jiang Shiwei to his arms: "what are you doing?"

"My wife, I naturally want to send her home. What do you want to do?" Nan tingliao's last sentence was especially bad, with a touch of imperceptible hostility.

A man is probably in his thirties. He is a typical representative of a mature man. Years have precipitated a good temperament on him, which makes people see that he can think of eight words: warm as jade and fresh as bamboo.

Hearing what Nan tingliao said, Jiang Mingjing reflected that the man in front of him was Wei's husband, but how did Wei choose such a man at the beginning!

Jiang Shiwei grew up to be a bright and gorgeous girl, but he married an extremely ugly husband. It's not Jiang Mingjing's prejudice, but Nan tingliao's dress. It's really ugly.

"Tiny, is this your husband?"

Jiang Shiwei woke up a little when he heard the word, but because he drank a little too much tonight, he was dizzy: "no, my husband is very handsome!"

Feng Jing is going to kneel down, sister-in-law. Don't you see my brother's face is going to kill?

"Jiang Shiwei!" Nan tingliao stretched out his long arm and pulled Jiang Shiwei over. Before Jiang Shiwei reacted, he fell into Nan tingliao's arms.

Smelling the familiar smell on the man, she rubbed it in the man's arms: "headache!"

You deserve it. Who made you drink so much!

Feng Jing on one side looked at Nan tingliao with a look of mountain rain coming, and was too frightened to say: "brother, sister-in-law is drunk, you'd better take her back quickly!"

"Here, I'll give it to you." Nan tingliao said, grabbed Jiang Shiwei and went downstairs. Jiang Mingjing still stood where he was and watched the man leave with Jiang Shiwei.

Perhaps, after all, I am delusional, but the faint pain in my heart, not only does it not dilute with time, but becomes thicker and thicker!

Feng Jing looked at his disappointed eyes and couldn't help but say, "what are you looking at? My sister-in-law and my brother have left. You won't have anything to do with you anymore."

Jiang Mingjing smiled faintly, didn't say anything, turned and left.

Feng Jing was so angry that he thought that young master Feng was also a famous figure in Jiangcheng. This man didn't give any face. Who is the immortal.

Nan tingliao took Jiang style home. This girl is becoming more and more bold. She even drank with a man and drunk herself! It's amazing!

"Jiang Shiwei, you are promising!" Nan tingliao looked at the woman drunk like a cat in his arms and threw the woman on the big bed. This throw made Jiang Shiwei frown: "water!"

After drinking too much wine, her throat was hot. Although Nan tingliao was not happy, she poured her a glass of water. After she drank the water, the whole person began to take off her clothes