The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

  In the Mazhan chat room, we were talking about Wenhui. Zhang Xuan, who had withdrawn, didn't know it, but he really thought of Wenhui at this moment inexplicably.

  National Day is approaching, and a trip to Berlin is unavoidable. It involves Shuang Ling, Mi Jian and Wen Hui. At a critical moment, he suddenly feels uneasy.

  To be honest, compared with Shuang Ling and Mi Jian, even though he does not contact Wen Hui so frequently and meets relatively less, this woman makes him feel extremely comfortable.

Wenhui's frowns and smiles, Wenhui's words and deeds, Wenhui's dignified and elegant playing the piano, Wenhui's taste in cooking, Wenhui's shyness when kissing herself, and all kinds of small movements facing herself on the bed, are all Zhang Zhang. Xuan really likes the type.

  From a certain point of view, Wen Hui is no less compatible with me than Shuang Ling and Mi Jian. If it weren't for the presence of these two in my life, Wen Hui would undoubtedly be the person I most want to marry, followed by Seagate.

  But there is no way, Shuang Ling and Mi Jian are bugs, Zhang Xuan's obsession with these two women includes love, but at the same time it goes beyond the scope of love.

  Using an old saying, if there are no double actors and misconceptions in this life, then death will not rest in peace.

  Even in his subconscious mind, he is an accommodating person in front of Shuangling and Mi Jian; in front of other women, he is a strong person, or a person who doesn't care.

   Only Wen Hui, he is between the accommodating and the indifferent, the relationship between the two is active, spiritually independent, and has a soul resonance.

  Zhang Xuan felt that, regardless of the cause and effect of the previous life, Wenhui was the most special existence in his present life, a rare confidante in his life, who could never be found.

  However, the three people who hold the most weight in my heart are about to meet.

  This meeting may be gentle, or it may be violent, but no matter which aspect it is, it seems that it is out of my control.

   This will not work!

  Looking through the window at the dark night sky outside, Zhang Xuan, who had been sitting quietly for a long time, made a decision to meet Wen Hui in advance.

  The reason why I met Wen Hui in advance instead of negotiating a trip to Berlin with Shuang Ling and Mi Jian was because I was already an **** enough to ask Shuang Ling and Mi Jian to back down too much.

  Of course, the most important thing is that he has spent two lifetimes with Shuang Ling and Mi Jian, and understands their temperaments. And only Wenhui, only Wenhui, he still can't say that he fully understands it.

  Although we have known each other for 5 years is not a short time, but this time cannot make him dare to pat his chest and promise to fully understand Wenhui, especially her family is not simple.

He has carefully weighed that there must be some small moves in this trip to Berlin. As long as they are not too big, he will be fine if he turns a blind eye; more sexual.

  Thinking like this, he became more determined to meet Wenhui before the National Day.

   "Honey, why aren't you up?"

   Just as he made up his mind, Du Shuangling opened the study door and came in from the outside.

  Zhang Xuan stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms: "I was thinking about something, why did you wake up?"

   Feeling the salty pig's hands in the pajamas, Du Shuangling coquettishly said, "I haven't fallen asleep."

   "That's fine, I can't sleep either."

An hour later, the old man, who was sweating profusely, carried Shuangling to the bathtub in the master bedroom. He stroked her smooth back with his big hands and said, "Lilith and the others are leaving tomorrow, um, I'm going to see Jinling." The construction situation on the side."

  Du Shuangling paused for a moment, she knew some things well, and asked softly later: "How long have you been going?"

  Zhang Xuan replied: "I will go to Berlin in a few days, and I will come back before then."

   Seeing that he had regained his strength, Du Shuangling closed his eyes and said yes slowly.

  The next day, Zhang Xuan followed Lilith and Liao Yun to Jinling.

  Wen Zheng was not at home, and went to a meeting outside.

  Liao Yun poured a cup of tea for Zhang Xuan, and after chatting with him on the sofa for a while, she said to Zhang Xuan and Lilith: "You guys sit down first, I'll go shopping."

  Zhang Xuan got up and asked tentatively: "Auntie, I've been running all the way, do you want to go out to eat?"

  Liao Yun waved her hand with a smile, "No, you can't wait to come home, what's the point of going out to eat?"

   Yes, the old man shut up instantly when he said this.

  After her mother left, Lilith, who was still serious just now, sniffed at him like a dog, and finally asked charmingly: "I didn't succeed with me yesterday, did you go back and play with the couple?"

  Zhang Xuan didn't bother to perfunctory: "You still have the nerve to say that it wasn't your fault? Besides, Shuangling is not an outsider."

   Hearing that Shuang Ling is not an outsider.

  Lilith giggled: "Shuang Ling is indeed not an outsider. You still smell like Shuang Ling on your body after only one night. Why don't we love each other again? This can be regarded as sleeping together in disguise."

  Zhang Xuan stretched out his hand to stroke her hair, "Don't make trouble, this is your house, the neighbors are full of eyes, don't discredit our father-in-law."

  Lilith in her arms raised her head: "What are you calling my dad?"

  Zhang Xuan bowed his head and kissed her: "Father-in-law, I am right again."

"Yo"

   Lilith reached out and hugged his head, sat passionately on his lap, and gave a 180-degree romantic kiss.

  After three minutes, Lilith let go of him and said happily: "I thought you would never change your mouth in your life?"

  Zhang Xuan looked at her distressedly, knowing what she was expecting, thought for a while and said, "When we have a child, I will try to change my mouth completely."

  Lilith shook her hips: "You don't need to change your mouth completely. It's fine to call him Dad in private. If you dare to call him in public, he won't dare to respond."

  Zhang Xuan: "."

  Lilith asked: "My uterus is empty now, when will you give me a child?"

  Zhang Xuan asked back: "When do you want?"

   Lilith's answer was unexpected: "Wait until Mi Jian's child comes out."

  Zhang Xuan looked at her silently.

  Lilith waved her hand: "Don't look at me with such eyes, I just want to learn from Mi Jian the experience of raising children."

   Zhang Xuan understood that this was not the real answer of the woman in front of him, but he said nothing, and hugged her tightly with both hands.

   After lunch, the three of them went shopping in Xinjiekou, and visited the shopping mall under construction.

  After four o'clock in the afternoon, Lilith, who knew that he still had something to do on this trip, said directly: "Go to the Shanghai Stock Exchange, I won't keep you."

"good."

  Zhang Xuan is not polite, he is really not suitable to go home with her overnight.

   There are many people in Jinling, even if the relationship between myself and Lilith is not a secret in the eyes of many caring people. But guessing is one thing, being fair is another.

  In order to take care of Wen Zheng's face, neither he nor Lilith crossed the line, holding this measure just right.

   It was also for the same reason that Liao Yun did not keep Zhang Xuan. After watching him get in the car and leave, the mother and daughter went home.

   "Do you know why he went to the Shanghai stock market?" Liao Yun asked suddenly.

   "I can guess a few." Lilith played charades ambiguously.

  Liao Yun looked at her daughter, sat down and asked, "What did he say?"

  Faced with this thoughtless question, Lilith understood: "He has no objection, it's up to me."

"oh."

  Liao Yun groaned, and asked again: "Then what did you say?"

  Lilith said: "After Mijian gives birth to a child."

  Liao Yun frowned, and looked at her daughter very puzzled. If she hadn't had the heart, she would have lost her temper with anger.

   Lilith sat down and held her mother's arm, explaining: "Mom, that's what I think. Anyway, the first child is not with me, so I won't fight for it."

  Liao Yun doesn't think so: "Are you sure that Mi Jian can conceive this time?"

  Lilith shook her head: "I have known him for so long, and I know him well. He most hopes that the first child will be born by Mi Jian. Not this time, there will be a next time."

  Liao Yun stared at her daughter intently: "What if Mi Jian gave birth to a daughter?"

  Lilith insisted: "It's different, no matter whether Mi Jian will give birth to a boy or a girl in the future, my first child with him will be named Wen."

  Hearing the surname "Wen", Liao Yun fell silent.

   This is a tacit agreement reached between their family and Zhang Xuan long ago. Since the surname is Wen, they are not qualified to compete for favor.

   It's not that Liao Yun doesn't know or understand these things, but as a mother, she instinctively plans for her daughter's future.

  Of course, Liao Yun still has some resentment in her heart. She only has one daughter, and of course she hopes that the best in the world belongs to her.

   On the way to the Shanghai stock market, Zhang Xuan has been thinking about Lilith's attitude today.

  As time went by, the tiger girl had obviously grown up and became more stable than before.

  In the past, she would have pestered him overnight, but today she was figuring things out from his perspective, which made him very pleased.

   It is not far from Jinling to the Shanghai Stock Exchange, nor is it close. The distance of nearly 300 kilometers takes several hours by car.

  When the car entered Yangpu, Shanghai, the phone beeped and a text message came in.

  Take out your phone and click on it.

  Dong Ziyu: I received the item, I like it very much, thank you.

  Zhang Xuan: Well, what are you doing?

  Dong Ziyu: Just lay down, ready to sleep.

  Zhang Xuan raised his left hand and looked at it: How close is it to 10 o'clock, so early to sleep?

  Dong Ziyu: I didn’t sleep well last night, and now I can’t even open my eyes, so I’m going to sleep, where are you?

  Zhang Xuan: In the Shanghai stock market.

  Dong Ziyu: Then don't be too tired, I'm going to sleep, good night.

  National Day is approaching, thinking of breaking the appointment, he wanted to use this to say a few more words, but he still typed: good night.

   They are all smart people. When I mentioned the Shanghai stock market, I immediately guessed something.

  After entering the YP area, Zhao Lei has been observing the boss's movements. After seeing him put away the phone, she asked in a timely manner: "Boss, where are you going?"

  Her meaning is very simple: to the house over the Pentagon Square? Or go to a house near Fudan University?

  Wujiao Square is the home of Zhang Xuan and Du Shuangling, and Fudan University was bought by Qiu Ya for Wen Hui in order to flatter him.

  Zhang Xuan rolled down the window, glanced outside, and finally said: "Go to Fudan University to have a look."

  Everyone has come to the Shanghai stock market, and the double actress is not here, who is he acting for?

   It's better to have a good time.

  Zhao Lei didn't make a sound, turned the steering wheel slightly, and ran straight to Fudan University.

  The last time I came to the Shanghai stock market was at the end of July, and now it happens to be the end of September, so I haven’t been here for exactly two months.

   But Hutou ran through the crowd, and when he heard the downstairs, Zhao Lei suddenly let out a "huh".

  Zhang Xuan subconsciously asked: "What's wrong?"

  Zhao Lei pointed to the third floor and said: "The lights on the third floor are on, there are people."

  Zhang Xuan followed her fingers to look over, and sure enough, the lights were on, and even the windows were open.

   This scene was a bit unexpected, but it was a joy immediately.

  He understood that Wen Hui must be on the third floor, if it was a thief, he would definitely not open the window; if it was Yuan Mei, it should be on the second floor, so a sensible person would definitely not go to the third floor.

  With this in mind, he trotted into the corridor under Zhao Lei's gaze, and soon disappeared, disappearing at the corner of the stairs.

  Zhao Lei is speechless, Xin Dao Wenhui is Wenhui, and she rarely sees the boss like this.

  Running to the third floor in one breath, he found that the door was also open, but when he saw the person at the door, the old man was a little depressed, as if he was happy for nothing, and it turned out to be Yuan Mei, who was taking out the trash.

  Wen Hui is not here?

  If this is the case, it is really frightening.

  The movement coming from the opposite direction of the stairs immediately attracted Yuan Mei's attention. Seeing him appearing suddenly, the woman looked very surprised, and immediately wanted to say hello, but she opened her mouth and then stabilized it.

  Yuan Mei left the door, walked towards him and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

  Zhang Xuan answered irrelevantly, "Is Wenhui here?"

  Yuan Mei pointed to the inside sideways, and told him in a low voice: "Yes, I'm tidying up the study."

After finishing speaking, Yuan Mei looked at him with puzzled eyes, "Today Huihui abruptly told me that the house had not been lived in for a long time and there was a lot of dust, so she dragged me over. Now I have every reason to doubt that you don't Will it be an appointment?"

  Zhang Xuan joked in the tone of an acquaintance: "If the appointment is made, can't she change the time? For example, yesterday, for example, during the day, why choose night? Now we have money, we can use electricity, and we don't lack your big light bulb."

  Hearing the "big light bulb", Yuan Mei didn't understand that he was chasing someone away?

  Put the broom into his hand, and Yuan Mei walked towards the stairs, saying, "I'm going to the second floor, please keep your voices down tonight."

  Watching her disappear, the old man put the broom aside and walked in.

   "Sister, come and help me catch the ladder. There are spider webs on the bookcase. I'll clean it." Zhang Xuan just entered the door, and before he changed his shoes, he heard a call from the direction of the study.

  Hearing this, he quickly went to the study.

  But before he reached the door of the study, Wen Hui, who was bending over to wash the rag inside, was stunned for a moment, then stood up straight in a second, and half turned to look at the door.

  Looking at each other

  The two of you look at me and I look at you, all kinds of things are contained in this one look.

  Looking at her meticulously, Zhang Xuan took the lead to break the silence, walked in, and opened his hands.

  Wen Hui glanced at her dusty clothes, pouted slightly with her nimble little mouth, shook her head and took a step back.

   Seeing this, the old man followed, staring at her.

  Receiving his wolf-like longing eyes, Wenhui lowered her head and hesitated for a few seconds, then quietly retracted her left foot, which was about to step back, and stood on the spot.

  Zhang Xuan went a step further, smiled triumphantly, put his hands together, and hugged her in his arms.

   Sniffing her hair greedily, the old man asked softly, "Why is it so hygienic at this point?"

  Feeling the warmth coming from his ear, feeling the moisture enveloping the earlobe, Wen Hui put his right hand on his left chest, and said calmly, "It's busy during the day."

  Smelling her faint feminine fragrance, Zhang Xuan's eyes became brighter and brighter, as if a raging fire was burning, and it was getting hotter and hotter.

   Suddenly, his left hand moved up to hold her left cheek, and at the same time changed the direction of the lips that were caressing her ears, and kissed her all at once.

   Kissed a solid!

  This kind of enthusiasm is rare, at least this is the first time Wenhui has seen it.

   She shook her whole body, and was brought to stick to him intimately.

  Chest to chest, summer's thin clothes seemed to be gone, she felt a sense of suffocation inexplicably.

  Pia chirped!

  Wen Hui was almost fainted by the people she was close to, and she loosened her left hand unconsciously, letting the rag fall to the ground. At this moment, she felt like duckweed in the sea, swaying in the wind and rain, and had to hold on to his clothes as a support.

  From left to right, and then from right to left, she who was forced to dislocate seemed to be roasting in high temperature, and her entire taste buds were filled by him.

  Everything happened in the blink of an eye, it happened too fast, Wen Huimeng was caught off guard.

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