It's not too late to love: My wife is too sweet to resist

"It's not good, it can't be done." Yang Yun nervously pushed away An Quan's hand, which was hugging her. Although they already have a physical relationship, staying overnight in An's house under such circumstances is really beyond their power. , is also ridiculous.

An Quan had no choice but to withdraw his hand, sat beside her, adjusted his glasses occasionally, and looked at her with strange eyes.

Yang Yun felt numb from the sight, as if An Quan had returned, she subconsciously moved to the side.

"What's wrong with you, Xiao Yun, why do you look so scared?" Yang Yun's reaction disappointed An Quan, he restrained his actions for fear of scaring her.

"I want to go back, it's too late, it's inconvenient to stay."

An Quan's face darkened immediately, and then became friendly again: "It's okay, there is no one else at home, I just want to help you, you think too much." 
"Oh." Yang Yun responded casually, she was very flustered, this was An Quan's home, and An Quan's behavior made her very unhappy, as if she had returned to more than 20 years ago.

On that night more than 20 years ago, he also started to be tender and affectionate like today. When he encountered disobedience, he beat himself up. Although he didn't succeed in the end, there was always such a shadow in his heart.

Now An Quan is like this again, implying in every word that he had better obey him, otherwise he will just let go of Yang Dong's affairs, and even treat him like he did 20 years ago.

Her heart was beating faster. If she wanted to save Yang Dong, she might not be able to go back tonight. Chen Meiqing's words clearly implied that only An Quan could save Yang Dong, and he knew it all.

But she also knew that there would never be such a cheap thing. She was too clear about An Quan's personality. She could not have love for him, but only wanted each other.

"Let's go, let's go, the longer Yang Dong stays in the detention center, the more he will be tortured." He became more and more naked, directly bringing out Yang Dong's situation on the table to threaten himself.

"I'm thirsty, can you pour me a glass of water?" Although Yang Yun was ready, she still couldn't make up her mind.

what is this.

At this age, I still have to sell myself like a woman in the dust, hmph, it seems that it is noble to save her son, but there is a voice whispering in her heart, saving her son is indeed noble, but Feng Chen Why is it not the case for women? Isn't their right to exist the basis of everything?

The two voices refused to give in to each other, and Yang Yun was extremely entangled, and finally gave in to her inclination for the big reason of her son.

"Here, it's a little hot, drink carefully and slowly." An Quan handed over the water glass, and Yang Yun glanced at him the moment he took the glass.

With a sincere face and a gentle and considerate face, this is the An Quan she is satisfied with and expects. An Quan is very good at switching between multiple roles naturally. Sometimes it is difficult for Yang Yun to follow his changes and adjust herself at any time. So much so that most of the time the role gap makes both of them feel strange to each other.

Yang Yun gently pressed her lips against the edge of the glass, and the water flowed into her mouth at a certain angle. The more she drank, the thirstier she became, and soon, the glass had bottomed out.

"Another glass?" An Quan asked her kindly when he heard the sound of the glass being empty.

Yang Yun nodded slightly.

She must not treat herself badly tonight. An Quan must know the truth about Yang Dong's murder. Perhaps, there is evidence of Yang Dong's murder in him and him.

Be it texts, audio tapes, or photos, no matter what it is, Yang Yun will get it.

"Let's go." After drinking the second glass of water, Yang Yun stood up and took the initiative to put her hand on An Quan's arm.

"Go, where are you going?" An Quan didn't understand what he meant for a moment, but after a while he suddenly understood, and said, "Then go, slow down."

An Quan blocked Yang Yun's slender waist and helped her up the stairs step by step.

It was the first time she came to his room, and she had only seen his study room before. His room felt very big at first, but it was very empty. It was because it was big and there were few pieces of furniture, so it was difficult to breathe. Sometimes there is an echo.

The first thing he did when he entered the room was to look for his bed. Yes, this was his original intention and his decision at the moment.

An Quan should have planned it long ago. He definitely knew about the situation before Yang Dong's accident.

He didn't stop him, he didn't tell anyone, he even deliberately didn't look for Yang Yun for a few days, just waited for Yang Yun to find him on his own initiative, now he is basically going to be happy, Yang Yun will belong to him 100% tonight, otherwise It was impossible to follow him upstairs.

His bed was at the end of the room, and to the right was an ordinary desk with the window above it.

In addition to the table and bed, there is also a cabinet in the room, but it is placed at the door. There is a small door on the left from the door, and only one person can enter and exit at the same time. This is An Quan's bathroom.

There is a desk, lamp, telephone, and safe in the room, but there is no TV, no computer, and two chairs are placed back to back in front of the table.

"Would you like something to drink?" Seeing Yang Yun standing uncomfortably, An Quan wanted to make their relationship more natural.

Yang Yun shook her head, then walked towards the bed.

"Can we start?" Yang Yun's trembling tone made the atmosphere in the room even more subtle. She bravely forced herself to accept everything in front of her. Instead of letting him take the lead, she should take the initiative.

"Are you ready?" An Quan's eyes glowed strangely, and he also walked to the bed and sat next to her, shoulder to shoulder.

Yang Yun smiled contemptuously and said, "Isn't this what you want? Isn't it just to let me take the initiative and let you control me?"

"Xiaoyun, why do you think this way? You misunderstood. I just care about you and Yangdong, really."

Sophistry, this man, hmph, enough is enough.

"Let's get started, An Quan." Yang Yun would not take what he said seriously. Although they are close by skin, their relationship is no different from that of strangers. I don't want to fall into this tempting muddy water, and now I have to lose my dignity if I'm dirty.

Beep beep.
who is it?Yang Yun panicked for a moment, and An Quan also looked up at the door, both of them were taken aback.

Yang Yun did hear someone knocking on the door, An Quan was not at ease seeing her worried eyes, walked to the door, opened the door and looked left and right several times, and then locked the door and returned to Yang Yun after making sure there was nothing wrong.

"What's the matter, who is it?" Yang Yun asked cautiously.

An Quan shook his head and said, "It's nothing, don't be nervous."

Hearing what he said, Yang Yun felt relieved a lot. She began to undress herself. Before going out tonight, she specially changed into simple clothes for the convenience of relief.
After a while, she lifted the quilt, hugged her body with both hands and rolled in, her heart was pounding, like fifteen buckets carrying water, up and down.

She came here with a mission, and tonight she must know the ins and outs of Yang Dong's being framed.

"What are you waiting for?" Yang Yun hid in the quilt, she didn't dare to move, she could only shout to him, she can't delay for too long, otherwise she would be found out, and she would not be able to see anyone at all.

An Quan was still looking at her motionless, or admiring her. Her face was thin, her chin was pointed, her eyes were clear and clear, and her teeth were as white as new. Time had never left any marks on her face, which was different from his The Yang Yun I saw more than 20 years ago is similar, but she is more mature now.

"What are you looking at, and it's not like you haven't seen it before?" Yang Yun blushed when An Quan stared at her, she pursed her lips shyly, and closed her eyes.

"You are so beautiful." An Quan was a little bit reluctant, for fear of damaging a work of art. He had complicated feelings for this woman, and he dared not say that he had no other selfish intentions, but he would never forget to respect her and love her. Promise, if Chen Meiqing was not by his side, he might have proposed to her long ago.

Because of An Jia, An Quan couldn't do anything unkind to Chen Meiqing.

But Yang Yun's identity, Yang Yun's people can't let him refuse, he is really embarrassed, and because of this, he often falls into distress.

An Quan really didn't want to let this beauty down, so he quickly let go of everything he had, and got into Yang Yun's bed. With the sound of panting one after another, the happiness of the two gradually covered their reason.

Passion has passed, An Quan has already made a lot of calls.

Yang Yun didn't feel sleepy at all, she was counting the time and looking forward to An Quan falling asleep, now it's her turn to perform.

She lifted a corner of the quilt, quickly put on her top, then got out of bed to pick up other clothes and put them on. Her slender legs looked extraordinarily white in the cold winter. Yang Yun took all the clothes that belonged to her. After getting all dressed, he slowly walked around to the other side of the bed, approached An Quan and observed him for a while.

It was past eleven o'clock at night, Yang Yun didn't dare to delay any longer, even if the rest of An's family didn't find out, if An Quan woke up, she would have no chance.

What Chen Meiqing said to her was deeply imprinted in her mind. The things are in An Quan's hands, and they must be with him at this moment.

Yang Yun squatted down and searched every pocket of An Quan's clothes and trousers, every piece of clothing from inside to outside, but found nothing. She was a little discouraged, staring at An Quan who was sleeping soundly, thinking carefully .

She walked gently to the head of the bed, opened the pillow, and there was a black box underneath. Yang Yun curiously opened the box, and there was a plastic-wrapped USB storage disk inside.

It was impossible for Yang Yun, and she had no conditions to play the contents of the storage disk at this time. She put it in the pocket of her coat, and then threw the package and box under the bed.

"Xiaoyun." An Quan suddenly turned over, so frightened that Yang Yun quickly lay down beside him.

The night was very quiet, only the breathing of the two of them, but Yang Yun had an uneasy premonition or guess that someone was outside the door of An Quan's room.

She didn't dare to verify it, so she could only hold her breath, not daring to make any sound.

She wanted to find a chance to leave, but An Quan put his hand on her stomach, intentionally or not, and she moved his hand vigorously, not trying to use too much force, lest it alarm him, but being too small would not help.

Could she just look at the ceiling like this until dawn? Can she wait until dawn? Yang Yun is more afraid of dawn than anyone else at this time.

She had been lying in one position for too long, her neck and waist were sore, and if she didn't get out of this state, she had to fold here.

Yang Yun was waiting for An Quan's next turnaround, and as soon as she got rid of his restraints, she would rush downstairs and leave An's house.

But when the door shook, Yang Yun's frightened heart was already in her throat.

There are people!