marital love

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and all kinds of vicious rumors about Yan Sui lingered fiercely.

Wen Yao could almost foresee his tragic end.

At this moment, she stared at the man's cold and indifferent face, and unexpectedly calmed down strangely.

She twitched the corners of her mouth, trying to make herself look more casual and bold, with a smile on her lips, "How can it be called provocation, why can't I be telling the truth."

As she spoke, her gaze followed him, from his head to his feet.

He is very courageous and the meaning is obvious, but he just can't do it.

He didn't ignore the man's increasingly stern gaze.

"Miss Wen knows so well, she looks like she has experienced a lot of battles?"

Wen Yao straightened her hair, and said in a soft voice, "Experienced in many battles doesn't count, but I still have good eyesight. If Mr. Yan thinks I offended you, then I'm here to say sorry. "

Yan Sui seemed to have heard some joke, and the corner of his lips twitched in mockery, "Is it over after saying sorry? I'm not satisfied with this answer. Ms. Wen should wait to receive the court summons."

After the words fell, the man turned around and left without showing his grace.

Wen Yao's expression changed, and he hurriedly followed.

"Mr. Yan, do you really want to be so recalcitrant? It's just a few words. You have to come here to catch me and scold me. It's another threat."

The person in front stopped suddenly.

Wen Yao bumped into his back in a hurry, then raised her hand to wipe her forehead, and met the man's deep and dangerous eyes.

"It seems that Miss Wen not only didn't weigh how much she was, but also took herself seriously. For you, do I need to use a special match?"

That's pretty insulting.

Wen Yao stiffened her body and lowered her hands.

She knew that it would not work for her to be soft with him at this time, and this man seemed to refuse to accept softness.

It's not that she's being sentimental. If he didn't stay here specially, why would he trouble her as soon as he came up? Now he's playing a trick and is going to run away, waiting to see what she regrets.

Wen Yao blinked: "It doesn't matter whether it's special or not, why don't Mr. Yan explain why he stalked me just now."

She was about to break the jar.

Originally, she had given up all her thoughts on him before, and now her marriage with the Shen family is also ruined. If there was no tonight's match, she would probably find another prey, but now she has changed her mind again.

Yan Sui is very good, but that desolate and unattainable appearance really wants to make him lose control and go crazy.

"Stalker." The man repeated these four words, suddenly snorted, and stared at Wen Yao with unclear eyes, "Where does Miss Wen have the confidence to say these words?"

In terms of thick-skinned, she is gentle and gentle, and no one dares to claim the number one: "You gave it to me."

Yan Sui: "I gave it?"

Wen Yao smiled slowly, "Isn't it? From the first time we met, Mr. Yan knew that I was up to no good and still accepted my approach. Once or twice, I knew that Mr. Yan played tricks very well, and I also knew I can't play with you, and I understand how clumsy my behavior is, but Mr. Yan still plays with me, doesn't he?"

"Miss Wen, why don't you think about it, maybe I'm just playing around. For a toy, Miss Wen, guess how much patience I will have?"

These words were very blunt, and Wen Yao was threatened and shocked to a certain extent.

Wen Yao stabilized her mind and was still smiling. The light in the corridor fell into her beautiful fox eyes, which seemed to add a touch of beauty, "So Mr. Yan is admitting in disguise, are you really interested in me?"

The man's eyes were deep and his face was cold and hard, as if he was impatient with her irrational words.

Wen Yao, however, felt physically and mentally at ease, and finally regained her strength, and vented the depression that had been pent up for a long time.

Wen Yao had a smile on her face, and she didn't mind seeing that he didn't speak.

She stepped forward to get closer to him.

The woman's sweet breath came up, with faint provocation and entanglement, and the next second, the slender and white elbow was raised, and the hand fell on the man's shoulder.

Yan Sui didn't hide from the sudden physical contact, he just raised his eyelids and glanced indifferently.

"Mr. Yan." Wen Yao said at this time.

The voice is long and soft, with a soft tone.

Her bright eyes flicked wantonly on his face, she tiptoed slightly, and exhaled like blue: "That night was too hasty and chaotic, I didn't have time to feel it, why don't you try again this time?"

"Oh?"

It sounds like it's asking.

The palms pressed against his shoulders with considerable force, as if wanting him to bend down.

But it's just like a mayfly shaking a big tree.

Wen Yao was not annoyed by this, "Mr. Yan is not angry that I questioned your masculinity, how about giving you a chance to show it again?"

"..."

Before he could react, Wen Yao suddenly raised her head and kissed her.

A bright red lip print unscrupulously landed on the man's cheek.

After the kiss, Wen Yao was still smiling, and put her other hand on Yan Sui's chest, playing with his tie as if to comfort him, her tone was very innocent: "I remember that Mr. Yan doesn't like to kiss people, I will kiss you." Your face shouldn't matter, right?"

Wen Yao stared at his sexy rolling Adam's apple, and then the man's cold and mocking words fell down: "Then I thank you?"

Wen Yao smiled: "You're welcome."

In Yan Sui's eyes, she is now like a fox who has the upper hand and shows off her power. All the fears and fears before are gone, and she is relentlessly testing his bottom line.

Wen Yao kept looking down.

Yan Sui raised a stern smile, "Where is Miss Wen looking?"

Wen Yao withdrew her gaze and nodded lightly: "Waiting for Mr. Yan's reaction to prove my innocence, otherwise Mr. Yan will sue me again, and I'm afraid I won't be able to cry on the Great Wall."

Yan Sui's smile didn't reach his eyes, and his deep eyebrows were very awe-inspiring, "Miss Wen is too confident."

He grabbed her hand and squeezed her wrist, "You're not very seductive, so why hide it and show me what tricks you have."

Wen Yao pushed him with the other hand, wanting to refuse but still welcome, and said angrily: "There is no trick, any normal man will not react violently when he sees me."

Yan Sui's face was cool, and the air pressure around him was extremely low.

"Miss Wen may not be talking about a man, but a beast. Only a mindless beast would think about being in heat anytime, anywhere."

"..."

Wen Yao's face froze.

Then he grabbed his wrist indifferently.

Yan Sui didn't let go.

He stared at her sternly.

Wen Yao retreated for a moment.

Yan Sui is uncertain with her.

Right now, she felt a deep danger.

Subconsciously avoid harm and seek profit, want to escape.

Yan Sui didn't give her this chance.

The man's eyes were cold, and he was pressing towards her with a sense of oppression.

Wen Yao's heart skipped a beat, she pretended to be calm and took a slow breath, "What is Mr. Yan doing, it's not a good habit to casually grab a woman's wrist."

Moreover, his strength was not light, and her forearm was congested and numb.

Yan Sui stretched out his hand.

The fingertips landed on the corner of her lips, grinding them inch by inch.

Wen Yao flinched uncontrollably and hid to the side.

"What are you hiding?"

The man whispered, but he couldn't say anything, "Miss Wen wants to prove her innocence, I'll give you this chance."

His fingertips were warm, and he rubbed her lips, as if casually teasing, but also as if he was punishing her slowly.

He lowered his head slightly.

Wen Yao's eyes widened as if frightened.

Watching him approaching helplessly.

The light dimmed, casting shadows.

Yan Sui looked at her trembling appearance, a flash of sneer flashed in his eyes, then he stopped and rubbed his hands, "What is Miss Wen afraid of, whether she has the guts to tease her or not, this is what Miss Wen said about self-evidence, um ?”

very close.

Wen Yao's field of vision is in a trance, sometimes tight and sometimes out of focus.

He met his eyes, dark, indifferent, without a trace of emotion, even though the distance between him and her was so close, it seemed that they could be entangled in the next second, but he still maintained his indifference.

All the actions and eyes are telling her.

She can't play with him.

For some reason, a strong desire to win suddenly rose from the bottom of her heart.

Her mind became chaotic and sharp in an instant, but she was calm enough despite the pain.

"Why, I'm afraid that Mr. Yan will regret it. After all, you and my sister are still inseparable, but you can't get entangled with your sister. The reputation spread is not good."

The man smiled lowly: "Miss Wen still cares about reputation?"

Wen Yao squinted her eyes with a smile, parted her lips lightly, and bit his fingertips without pain or itching.

The pretentious voice lingered in the ears, "I don't care, I'm worried about Mr. Yan."

After the words fell, he bit again.

The man's eyes became darker when he saw it with his own eyes.

The corners of Wen Yao's lips curved even further, "If you get a bad name of sisters taking everything, how will Mr. Yan end up?"

Bad fun.

Seductive, but also reckless publicity.

At this moment, she is like a flaming rose, with fire and thorns, blooming without room, a little crazy and dangerous, and one cannot help but be fascinated.

"Ah."

A deep laugh vibrated from the man's chest to his throat, and then came out.

"I can't protect myself and I still think about others. Ms. Wen might as well think about her own safety first."

One sentence broke the ambiguous atmosphere created by Wen Yao.

She was slightly taken aback, feeling a little unbelievable.

"Mr. Yan, what are you talking about—" In the middle of speaking, a few fingers suddenly dropped on the chin, and then the flesh and blood followed closely. Before she could react, she was forced to raise her head, and her breathing suddenly became difficult.

His lips were suddenly sealed.

Wen Yao's pupils dilated and then shrunk.

unbelievable.

"Hmph..." With a muffled hum, Wen Yao's face contorted in pain.

He felt his lips being bitten violently and happily by the man.

As if to punish her for her daring, her hypocrisy, and her misdeeds, he retaliated fiercely and violently.

Wen Yao was almost out of breath.

This is not a remote corner.

People come and go.

He seemed to be used to this scene, and he stopped to watch it with interest, but he left after a short while.

It was the first time Wen Yao was treated like this, her brain seemed to stop turning and thinking, and she also ignored the surrounding sight.

The whole person's attention stopped on the man's kiss.

She struggled at first, but in the end, she gradually softened and chose to obey.

The fingertips of the hand holding his tie gradually turned blue and white.
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When Yan Sui returned to the booth, his expression was not good.

Song Yi Cen just finished perfunctory Cha Gang's wife, looked up to see him sitting down, and sized him up for a moment.

Suddenly smiled lowly, "You're in such a good mood, have you had an affair again?"

The man was not dissatisfied with this sentence, he fiddled with the crooked tie, and frowned slightly: "What do you mean again?"

Song Yicen leaned over and sniffed lightly, shrugging his shoulders obviously, "I fell on the same woman once or twice, whether you want to scream or not."

As he spoke, he raised his finger and pointed to his face, "The evidence is still there, so quibbles are out of the question."

Hearing this, Yan Sui glanced at him coolly, then brushed his fingers on his cheeks, and in the dim light, he could clearly see the traces of his fingertips.

It's the color of lipstick.

Thinking of what happened to the woman before, the man's eyes turned cold, and then he pulled out his chest scarf without hesitation, and wiped his face and hands clean.

Song Yicen kept looking at him, and laughed when he saw his movements, "It's useless."

Yan Sui stopped his movements, "What else?"

He nodded without denying, "Yes."

It seems to be very understanding, with a look of full experience, "Some of these things for women are especially waterproof and anti-scratch, and you need to use a special makeup remover to get rid of them."

Yan Sui narrowed his eyes impatiently, "Trouble."

I don't know what it means either.

Song Yicen looked at him for a long while before reminding him: "Huai Xu, don't play too much."

Yan Sui looked back at him, with unclear meaning.

After a few minutes.

The man stood up, "Let's go."

Song Yicen stood up, "Of course, if you don't leave, that family member will lose his temper again."
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compartment.

Wen Yao sat on the toilet seat and raised her hand to cover her hot face.

The breathing was fast and heavy, and the whole person seemed to be burned.

My mind is in a mess.

She never thought that she and Yan Sui would develop to this stage.

Now she is still weak.

Although I don't want to admit it.

But she was really kissed until her legs became numb.

When he entered the bathroom just now, he staggered as if he was drunk and almost couldn't stand still.

Obviously it was the first kiss.

Wen Yao thought that he was obsessed with cleanliness and frigid, so he probably wouldn't know much about it.

Who knew that once it came across, it was like igniting sparks.

It swept across in an instant, almost burning her to death.

The two people who are not very familiar, the man and the woman, have an incomparably high degree of fit, and the fierce collision when exchanging breaths almost made her unable to resist.

This game of hunting.

A contest between hunter and prey.

She failed miserably.

If you can't get the initiative, you also lose the room for choice.

Recalling the man's soft voice before he left, it was more like a warning threat.

He said: "The game starts with you, and if it doesn't end, it's up to me."

Then the person left, his back was indifferent and ruthless.

When Wen Yao returned to Ye Zhi's side, she was having a drink with others, and she was having a great time.

She glanced around, "Where is Shen Zhuowei?"

Ye Zhi blushed slightly, smelling of alcohol, "I drove him away."

Wen Yao looked down at the time, "Then when will we leave, it's getting late."

Ye Zhi held her face suddenly, "It's a rare time to come out and have fun, what time do you care about?"

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly paused, as if he had discovered something strange, he stared at her burningly: "Sister Yao, tell me the truth, what did you do just now?"

Wen Yao didn't even blink her eyes, she was extremely calm: "Didn't I tell you, I'm going to the bathroom."

Ye Zhi didn't believe it, and narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

He held her face higher and higher, and looked at it carefully, "What kind of bathroom can be so powerful that I bit my own mouth."

Wen Yao: "..."

She retorted righteously: "Isn't yours broken too?"

Ye Zhi: "I kissed a man, and you too?"

Wen Yao's heart trembled, her eyes widened and she hesitated, "How is it possible, I just accidentally bit it."

"You think I believe it?"

Wen Yao insisted: "If you don't believe it, you have to believe it."

Ye Zhi didn't let her go so easily: "Then show me a show."

"..."

Wen Yao struggled to take her hand down, "Still acting, then I'm just adding salt to the wound, I don't want to get seriously injured a second time."

Ye Zhi raised a finger in front of her, "Are you guilty?"

"No."

"Still saying no?"

"Really not, sister Zhi Zhi, how can you not believe me."

Ye Zhi smiled drunkenly, and her flowers trembled wildly, "I stole a man and I caught him but didn't admit it, and I won't laugh at you if I tell you."

steal.

Steal a man?
Well, it seems a bit like that too.

But it was the man who brought it to the door on his own initiative.

Wen Yao involuntarily pursed her lower lip, biting her teeth with her teeth, and she could still feel the scorching heat on it.

She had to admit.

He is really good at kissing.

But then I thought about his words again.

Wen Yao was shocked immediately, and instantly became sober.

She seems real.

Got in trouble.