Wen Qianzheng turned around in shock, and it was Shang Mo she saw. After realizing what was happening, she screamed, "You? Why is it you?"
Pointing at the door, he said, "Get out, get out quickly."
She forgot that she couldn't move easily at the moment, and the moment she raised her fingers, her long skirt slipped down, and there was nothing covering her body anymore. A chill came over her, and she realized that she was seen naked by the old man.
Wen Qian: "..."
In a panic, she bent down to pick up her skirt that had fallen to the ground. She heard footsteps on the stairs. "Cousin, cousin, are you there?"
It's Shang Xuan.
Wen Qian's face turned red. It was already embarrassing to be seen by Shang Mo. If Shang Xuan saw her again, she would not be able to survive.
She glanced at Shang Mo anxiously, her eyelashes trembling as she said, "Why are you standing there? Come and help me quickly."
After all, Shang Mo is her fiancé, so it's nothing for him to take advantage of her. Wen Qian pointed in the direction of the bedroom and said, "Carry me to the bedroom."
Shang Mo paused for only a few seconds, then picked up Wen Qian horizontally, with her skirt fluttering on the ground, and dragged her into the bedroom.
Fortunately, when the knock on the door came, Wen Qian had already hidden in the quilt and safely survived the embarrassing situation.
The voice came through the door, and Wen Qian heard Shang Mo say, "What are you shouting for? You don't know the rules."
Shang Xuan said: "It was Second Uncle who asked me to call you, otherwise do you think I wanted to disturb your good time with your eldest sister-in-law?"
"Hey, where's my sister-in-law?"
"She is tired and is resting."
"Oh, you're tired." Shang Xuan bumped into Shang Mo's waist and winked, "What did you do to make me so tired?"
Normally, his brothers and sisters didn't dare to act so rashly. When they saw him, they would respectfully call him "cousin". But today, perhaps because they were happy, they became bolder.
"I think you can lower your living expenses." Shang Mo walked out and locked the man up, "Just lower it to one million."
Wen Qian heard Shang Xuan's heart-wrenching wailing: "Brother, don't, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I will never dare to do it again..."
Only when the sound could no longer be heard did Wen Qian's tense back relax and she let out a long sigh. Then, she thought of being seen naked by Shang Mo and her face flushed again.
She pulled the quilt to cover her head and screamed silently, Ahhhhhh, I'm crazy, crazy.
Shang Mo in the living room downstairs looked normal, but he was the only one who knew what was wrong. The girl's graceful body kept echoing in his mind.
A slender neck, white and tender shoulders, a beautiful and well-defined figure, a slender waist and straight and long legs.
Every frame is like an elegant work of art, reflected in his eyes and engraved in his heart.
He felt inexplicably hot, his Adam's apple slowly rolling. He raised his hand to loosen his tie, his eyes becoming deep and profound. This feeling of heat reminded him of that night.

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Love after Marriage
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