Pretending to Love: Mr. Yan's New Wife

The atmosphere was almost stagnant, and the temperature in the room had dropped to freezing point. Zou Zhiyi looked at Yanzhou, and after a while, she smiled brightly, "Yes."

Stretching out his hand to brush his hair, the soft hair swept over Yanzhou's Adam's apple, and Yanzhou's Adam's apple visibly moved.

Yanzhou laughed lightly, reached out and pinched her earlobe, "Mrs. Yan is really getting more and more eloquent."

"It's all forced by the third master."

"It's better for Mrs. Yan to get used to it as soon as possible. After all, we still have to get along with each other for the rest of my life. I don't want to see news about Mrs. Yan's mental disorder on the news one day."

"Don't talk too much about the third master. How can you be sure that you are the only one in my life? Why should I put my whole life on a man who doesn't have me in his heart? ?”

Yanzhou narrowed his eyes slowly, his eyes were sharp, and there was a hint of warning in them.

"If Mrs. Yan's heart is too big, I don't mind using some methods that Mrs. Yan might find unpleasant to calm her down."

"Really? Then I think the third master is doing very well now. "

Zou Zhiyi lightly tapped Yanzhou's chest with his fingertips, the pink color of his fingertips was like a peach blossom branch, "After all, the most unpleasant thing I feel right now is seeing you, Third Master."

Through the windbreaker, she could still feel the power contained in Yanzhou's body.

Yanzhou is very dangerous now, like a beast on the verge of rage.

Although he put away his sharp claws now, a ferocious beast is a ferocious beast. If Yanzhou got anxious and started to fight, she probably would have no room to resist, and would just be pushed to the ground and beaten by Yanzhou.

Zou Zhiyi knows how to let it go when she sees it. This topic is enough. She pushed Yanzhou away and got up, "I'm going to accompany Qiao Xi to the set to film a movie today, and I may not be back at the hotel until very late. If you want to fly back to Yancheng, I won't Time to take you to the airport."

She turned her back to Yan Zhou, turned her head slightly, and had a very beautiful silhouette, "Of course, if you want to stay here, I won't drive you away. This is the hotel bedroom I booked, and the sofa outside is yours. You can stay as you please."

Yanzhou stood still, wondering if he heard what Zou Zhiyi said.

Fortunately, Zou Zhiyi didn't care too much. After she finished speaking, she just picked up her coat and went out.

Yan Zhou just looked at her back, tall and slim, and gradually disappeared from his sight.

……

Coming out of the hotel room, Zou Zhiyi's face instantly changed from late autumn to severe winter.

She looked down at the finger she had just tapped on Yanzhou's chest.

A strand of hair was pinched between her index finger and her thumb.

It was a woman's long hair, slightly curly, soft, brown, obviously not hers.

What's ridiculous is that in her impression, there is a person whose hair fits perfectly.

She didn't know if it was a preconceived effect, but she even felt that she smelled a particularly light perfume.

It smells exactly the same as the perfume that Lu Zhaomu usually uses.

Ah.

Zou Zhiyi couldn't help but wonder if the way he got up today was wrong, why are these people queuing up to come to disgusting people?

One or two, what do you want to do?

She felt that if this went on like this, she would soon have some irreparable bad impressions of love.

This is not the case of being bitten by a snake once and being afraid of well ropes for ten years.

But in this life, as long as she thinks of the virtues of these people, she will stay away from love.