"Yes... I'm already married, married..." Ye Wenming murmured, and another big mouthful of wine.

With the wine, Yi Jinli only drank one or two sips. Finally, Ye Wenming fell drunk on the sofa. However, even though he was drunk, he was still shouting Zhuo Qianyun's name in his mouth.

When Ling Yiran walked to the living room, he only saw Ye Wenming who was drunk.

"What did he come to you for?" Ling Yiran asked.

"Tell me, he and Zhuo Qianyun have already obtained a marriage certificate, but because of this, maybe he feels even more bitter." Yi Jinli's eyes fell on Ye Wenming with a heavy look.

Ling Yiran also sighed a little, "Actually, he and Sister Zhuo were a very happy couple. If he had not forced Sister Zhuo to kneel down to Kong Ziyin later, then Sister Zhuo might not have reached this point with him, and it might even be... When he really overturned the verdict on Sister Zhuo, the two might be able to reconcile."

"Yes, sometimes, people often take a wrong step and will never be doomed." Yi Jinli murmured, suddenly turned around and hugged Ling Yiran.

He hugged her very hard, as if he wanted to embed her whole body in his arms.

Ling Yiran was caught off guard and felt that his hug was much more important than usual, "What's wrong? Why did he suddenly hug so tightly?"

"Because I really feel very lucky." Yi Jinli said softly, "I'm glad you were willing to forgive me, and even... I continue to love me."

Ling Yiran was stunned and then realized that he was on Ye Wenming and thought of the past between them, so he did this.

"That's because you deserve my love." Ling Yiran gently hugged Yi Jinli with both hands.

His body trembled slightly, and then his face gently rubbed against her neck, as if he had endless attachment.

She was quite used to his occasionally coquettish feeling, as if a big dog was begging for a hug, "Okay, don't think too much about Ye Wenming and Sister Zhuo, they have a future between them, and our future will only be together."

Ling Yiran said as she reached her shoulder and gently touched his head with her fingers as if she was stroking his hair.

"We will not be separated again." Yi Jinli said this, and suddenly straightened up and hugged Ling Yiran.

"Hey?" She was shocked, but he was already holding her and walking towards the stairs.

"Ye Wenming is still drunk on the sofa!" Ling Yiran reminded.

"Only someone will take him to the guest room to rest in a while." Yi Jinli said, his shimmering peach blossom eyes dyed with deep desire and desire to look at her.

Suddenly, Ling Yiran's face turned red, but even the neck exposed outside her pajamas seemed to be dyed with a layer of pink.

"A Jin... that's very late, why don't we... let's go to bed in a while."

"What, don't you want to?" Yi Jinli hugged Ling Yiran and returned to the room, and gently placed her on the huge bed.

"Or... not." Ling Yiran blushed even more violently, only seeing his slender fingers being unbuttoned the buttons of his clothes.

And his eyes were always staring at her, and that gaze seemed to have to put her completely in it.

Don't he know how seductive he is now?

"But...but it's too late now. I'm afraid I won't get up tomorrow morning. I'll send Xiao Mo and the others to kindergarten at 7 o'clock." Ling Yiran said reluctantly with this temptation.
Chapter completed!