Mr. Mu's crush is so sweet

At night, Yan Wen's apartment.

The two had dinner and were about to go downstairs for a walk, so Qin Yi talked to Yan Wen about work.

Of course, Yan Wen knew everything about his wife, and he was afraid that what he said would not be detailed. When the two walked back to the apartment, Yan Wen turned on the computer and taught her hand in hand.

Although Qin Yi didn't study much, her learning ability is not weak. The two sat together in front of the computer, chatting about work, and there were endless topics to talk about.

Suddenly, Qin Yi turned her head to ask a question, unexpectedly Yan Wen also turned her head at this time.

Her lips brushed against his face, she was stunned in surprise, and looked at him stupidly.

Yan Wen looked at his wife at a close distance, and remembered the little movies Chen Xing had found for him. He swallowed, his eyes fell on her lips, and his mind wavered.

He lowered his head slowly and kissed her on the lips, but the woman didn't move away. The two got closer and closer. Finally, Yan Wen closed the computer and carried her to the table. They looked at each other with a smile on their lips.

"Honey, next, come and learn about us."

Qin Yi was too ashamed to speak, and grabbed his arm.

"I, I know, I will study hard."

Yan Wen pushed back the hair on her cheeks, "Are you still afraid?"

What he was most worried about was the wedding night, which would leave a psychological shadow on her.

"I won't be afraid, it's my first attempt, and it's not the first time for anyone to do everything well." Qin Yi explained.

Yan Wen smiled and kissed her, "Qin Yi, then, if you have any discomfort or bad feeling, please tell me."

Qin Yi's cheeks were hot, and before he did anything, she felt that her brain was short of oxygen, and she was fainting.

Yan Wen kissed her lovingly again, and carried her back to the bedroom.

……

The next day, Qin Yi looked at the marks on her neck after washing and thought of her Mr. Yan, so she ran out of the bedroom clutching the marks.

I saw the man already wearing an apron, making fried eggs in the kitchen.

She walked quickly behind him, hugged him, and leaned her head on his back.

"Are you awake?" he asked.

"No, I'm sleepy, and my throat is a bit uncomfortable."

Yan Wen chuckled, the voice was so loud last night, no wonder it hurt.

"I'll make you a cup of tea to moisten your throat later, you go sit and wait for a while."

Qin Yi shook her head, hugged his strong waist, and asked him suspiciously, "Mr. Yan, aren't you tired?"

"Tired, why are you tired?" Yan Wen was puzzled.

"You, you, last night, then, then," try hard, why isn't he tired?
"Then what?" Yan Wen turned to look at her, Qin Yi couldn't continue.

"Honey, how can you half-talk?" Yan Wen deliberately teased her, and Qin Yi bumped his forehead against his back, "I won't say anything."

Yan Wen felt a little heat on his back, it was her hot cheeks.

Yan Wen turned to look at her, her cheeks were flushed, she was really pretty.

Yan Wen was not very happy to meet women before, thinking that women are disgusting and annoying, but now he thinks his wife is cute and delicious, no matter how he looks at it, he can't get enough of it.

His hands pinched her waist, "Are you uncomfortable here?"

"Oh, it's itchy."

Qin Yi smiled and avoided him. When he avoided, his hand also lifted the shirt she was wearing, it was his shirt.

When the shirt was lifted up, a woman's waistline was exposed... Seeing this scene unexpectedly, Yan Wen was stunned.

Qin Yi dodged, raised her eyes to meet the burning gaze of the man, and turned her red face around in front of him.

"I'm wearing your shirt, does it look good?"

Yan Wen thought to himself, it's pretty, it's so damn good-looking!
He pulled her in front of him, "Honey, you did it on purpose!"

"What intentional?" Qin Yi was puzzled.

Yan Wen carried her out of the kitchen and went to the sofa in the living room. Yan Wen pointed to the shirt on her body.

"Aren't you implying me by wearing my shirt?"

Qin Yi was aware of his movements, and quickly grabbed his flailing hands, shaking her head innocently.

"I didn't hint, I just thought your shirt was comfortable."

"I can, too, make you...more comfortable."

The man unbuttons his shirt.