A secret tryst? Her brotherly love triangle backfired.

Chapter 209 "Scumbag Woman!"

"You can do whatever you want, but you can only play with me. There can't be a second time about that photo."

The mere mention of the word 'photograph' evokes gritted teeth.

This shows how much he held a grudge.

Tang Wanwan nestled in his arms, breathing softly, and murmured, "Okay, I promise you, then don't mention it again."

She agreed.

Jiang Yanzhi responded very readily, but he didn't feel particularly happy.

His hand tightened around her waist, his voice filled with hatred and anger as he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm so angry."

Shen Zhixing didn't witness it with his own eyes that night, so he could still deceive himself and comfort himself that perhaps nothing happened between them.

She was just drunk and couldn't do anything.

But Shen Xianyu's kiss was presented to me directly in the form of a photograph.

Like a heavy hammer, it directly shattered all his hopes, leaving him with no reason to even deceive himself.

When he can't see her, she allows other men to get close, to kiss her, and to hug her.

The truth is so cruel, it's like a fishbone stuck in his throat every time he thinks about it. How could he not be angry?

How could one easily forget?

Under the cover of night, Jiang Yanzhi lowered his eyes to look at the girl in his arms, "How long did he kiss you? Was it really only that one time?"

He spat out a few words through gritted teeth: "Why did you let him kiss you back then?!"

Tang Wanwan suddenly felt a headache coming on: "It really only happened that one time, and it didn't last long..."

Seeing his eyes suddenly darken, she immediately stopped talking, raised her chin and kissed his tense jaw, coaxing softly, "Don't be angry, I promise it won't happen again, okay?"

Jiang Yanzhi remained silent, staring at her for a long while.

Tang Wanwan felt uneasy under his gaze, and then he asked again, "What does it feel like to kiss him? Does it feel good?"

hiss.

Tang Wanwan felt a chill run down her spine. She blinked warily, not daring to answer the question directly. She whispered, "It feels best to kiss you. No one else feels as good as you."

"..."

Jiang Yanzhi took a deep breath, trying hard to hold back, but he couldn't help it and scoffed, "Scumbag woman!"

The two words that came straight to the point made Tang Wanwan somewhat unconvinced.

Before she could even offer a word of explanation, the man took off his coat and wrapped it around her head, shouting, "Go home!"

As night deepened, the autumn wind grew cooler.

Tang Wanwan was only wearing a thin dress and already felt cold. Upon hearing that she was going home, she immediately nodded.

Jiang Yanzhi half-carried her out of the manor.

He had been drinking and couldn't drive, so the driver was already waiting at the door.

The two got into the back seat, and the partition rose.

Jiang Yanzhi held the person on his lap, then took out his phone to call the host of the birthday banquet to say goodbye.

This is a Bentley, and the back seat is very spacious. Tang Wanwan nestled in his arms, tilting her head back, and her angle was just right to see his sharp jawline.

He was on the phone and didn't even look at her.

Tang Wanwan thought for a moment, then tilted her head back and pecked his chin.

He ignored it at first.

She tilted her head back and took another peck.

Jiang Yanzhi paused for a moment, then quickly continued.

He still didn't back down.

Tang Wanwan was a little unhappy, so she reached out to unbutton his shirt.

He was dressed very formally, with all the buttons fastened to the top. Fortunately, he had a long neck, so he only appeared aloof and ascetic.

In no time, one button came undone.

Then, the second one.

By the third pill, my wrist was gripped.

The man, who had ended the call sometime earlier, looked down at her and said, "You haven't been drinking."

Tang Wanwan: "..."

She was puzzled. "What does this have to do with whether or not I've been drinking?"

Does she have to drink alcohol before she can take off his clothes?
Jiang Yan was speechless for a moment.

His Adam's apple bobbed, he released her wrist, tilted his head back, and leaned his body back. "Then you can continue."

The Gu family manor is located in the suburbs of Beijing, and it's quite a distance to get back. Whatever she wants to do, she has plenty of time.

The two were already quite intimate, and Tang Wanwan didn't stand on ceremony. Some thoughts arose, but she didn't intend to suppress them.

She clung to his neck, straightened her back, and straddled his waist.

The skirt, which reached her calves, didn't get in the way at all, but Jiang Yanzhi still straightened it for her. Then, his large, warm hands slid up her ankles, sending shivers down her spine.

Tang Wanwan grabbed his wrist and pulled him away, saying sternly, "Don't touch me like that!"

After saying that, Jiang Yanzhi was silent for a moment, then smiled, raised his hands and said, "Okay, do whatever you want, I won't interfere."

As he spoke, he raised his chin and pointed to the storage compartment, "There's a spare tie here. Don't hesitate to use it if you need it. I'm open to being tied up."

Tang Wanwan: "..."

She blushed at the teasing and said irritably, "You're so shameless."

Despite the complaints, the hands never stopped moving.

In a few quick movements, he unbuttoned all the buttons on his shirt and used the occasional streetlights outside to examine his body.

Not very clear.

But this sense of ambiguity, half-concealed and half-revealed, only fueled certain strange impulses.

Tang Wanwan swallowed hard and began to kiss him.

The fluffy head was buried in the crook of his neck, and the sweet scent relentlessly filled his nostrils.

A slight tremor escaped Jiang Yanzhi's throat. He loosely wrapped his arm around her waist and encouraged her, "You can be a little harder. It's okay if it leaves a mark."

Upon hearing this, the lips that had been lightly pecking at his neck began to bite without any restraint...

Actually, it smells very good.

She smells very nice.

The longer they spent together, the more Tang Wanwan found herself liking his aura.

It's like an addictive drug.

She became increasingly obsessed.

I unconsciously want to kiss him or give him a couple of bites.

A series of delicate kisses fell from her neck to her collarbone.

She kissed him very earnestly.

Jiang Yanzhi felt the love she was conveying once again.

It's still that kind of love that's cherished, that's treasured.

He gently closed his eyes, his heart softening, and he longed for this feeling.

That large hand once again adjusted her skirt.

Slide it up the smooth, bare curve of her legs.

This time, Tang Wanwan didn't pull the trigger on him.

Even her hand landed on his belt.

We must study diligently how to solve it.

Jiang Yanzhi wanted to teach her, but she interrupted him as soon as he opened his mouth.

"I can learn it myself!"

Her tone was serious.

"……Row."

Jiang Yanzhi chuckled softly, his movements gentle, and said, "Tell me if you're not feeling well."

But he controlled his strength very well, so he never made her uncomfortable.

Tang Wanwan remained silent, focusing intently on studying his belt.

After a long while, I finally found it and hurriedly went to unravel it.

The next moment, her body suddenly went limp, and she groaned as she fell into his arms.

Her knees were shaking, and she glared at him with her bright, almond-shaped eyes.

Jiang Yanzhi tilted his head and stared at her for a while, then lowered his head to kiss her eyes and said with a smile, "Never mind, after thinking about it, I still can't untie it for you."

If he really gets it right, I'm afraid he won't be able to control himself.

Although sometimes, he really wanted to kill her.

But he still felt sorry for her.

Even if she herself didn't mind, he couldn't actually give it to her here.

　The writing is a bit ambiguous; the author just writes, and you can fill in the blanks.
　　(End of this chapter)