Pretending to Love: Mr. Yan's New Wife

Enemy road is narrow.

The meaning of this word refers to people who are unwilling to meet, but they are easy to meet and cannot be avoided.

In the past, this word only existed in the ears, eyes, heard or seen, and didn't really understand the meaning.

But today Zou Zhiyi deeply understood the meaning of this word.

Just after Yanzhou finished saying, "Mrs. Yan, you can try to trust me." After these words, a very familiar voice came from behind.

"Third brother?"

A very gentle voice, like the spring breeze caressing the ears, it is easy to make people feel good about the voice.

But it just happened when it shouldn't have happened, no, maybe it should have happened when it should have happened the most.

A soft sound broke all the atmosphere.

Enemy road is narrow.

What does this feel like?

It’s like bungee jumping with a person who is particularly afraid of heights. Someone puts on the equipment for you and pushes you down. You just feel a little bit of the thrill of bungee jumping, and then another person suddenly appears and takes the scissors. Cut the rope.

Zou Zhiyi calmly withdrew his hand from Yanzhou's.

Yan Zhou didn't know if he had noticed, but he turned his head and glanced at the person who was not far away, and stood up, "Why are you here?"

Yan Sanye brushed Zou Zhiyi's cheek with his windbreaker, like a powerless slap.

Zou Zhiyi woke up instantly.

The phrase "Mrs. Yan, you can try to trust me" is still in my ears.

However, Mrs. Yan's Mr. Yan was already in front of Lu Chaomu.

The third master Yan slapped himself in the face, which was so crisp and eye-opening.

Zou Zhiyi twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to laugh or not, mockingly.

I am glad that I am always awake, and I blindfolded my eyes without a few nice words, sinking step by step into the depths of the swamp, thinking that I might reach the oasis.

Otherwise it would be ridiculous.

Fortunately, no, now she can still look over there as if watching a play. Those two people not far away are a good-looking couple. If they cover their ears, maybe she will feel that she is watching a play. Idol.

Lu Chaomu grabbed a corner of himself, looking awkward, "I, I'm here to do something..."

His eyes dodged and wandered, and it was obvious that there was no silver 300 taels here.

Yanzhou felt something wrong, slowly frowned, and asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

Lu Chaomu was still hesitant, "It's nothing, it's just a trivial matter, third brother, don't worry..."

Squinting his eyes, he keenly noticed that there was a faint white shadow hidden under the hair on Lu Chaomu's neck.

Yan Zhou's complexion suddenly darkened, and without thinking, he reached out and brushed away her hair hanging from her shoulders.

Zou Zhiyi saw it clearly, it was a pretty good idol drama, and suddenly felt glaring for no reason.

This action was indeed somewhat inappropriate, but Lu Chaomu's reaction was also too extreme.

He slapped Yan Zhou's hand away, and quickly covered his neck.

As soon as possible, the movement was very fast, but it still did not escape Yanzhou's sharp eyes.

There was a piece of gauze on Lu Chaomu's neck, which was obviously injured.

And probably her wound is very unusual, otherwise, she could have exposed the wound openly instead of covering it up like this.

"How did you get hurt?"

Lu Chaomu became even more nervous. He lowered his head, barely daring to look into Yan Zhou's eyes, and stammered, "That's right, I accidentally scratched the skin."

"Accidentally scratched the skin on the neck, and then went to the hospital to wrap gauze?"