marital love

The top floor has arrived.

The elevator door opens.

Yan Sui gave her a rare peaceful concession and let her go first.

Wen Yao was not polite either, she only glanced at his indifferent appearance from the corner of her eye.

Guess he must be sanctimonious.

Wen Yao walked ahead like a brave female general, charging into battle.

Yan Sui followed her unhurriedly.

Seeing her stop.

"Why don't you go?" He looked down at her.

Wen Yao's face remained unchanged, but her heart was beating extremely fast, "I don't know which room you are in."

Yan Sui lowered his voice: "It's at the end of the corridor."

It seems that the ambiguity that has begun to be deliberately brewed.

Breathing past her ears, Wen Yao shrank sensitively to the side, and when she met his calm and cold black eyes, she moved her lips slightly, and walked again without saying anything.

However, the roots of the ears turned red.

Before, she thought he was joking, but later in the elevator, after he finished speaking, he remained silent, his expression seemed serious and calm.

Wen Yao wasn't sure what to do, her mind was full of thoughts and chaos.

In the end, there are only two choices before her, one is to go up, but not to go up.

She prepared herself mentally, again and again.

Unsurprisingly, the former was chosen.

She's like a gambler.

It's exciting.

Before, she would rush over to hook up with Yan Sui eagerly, if it wasn't because she drank too much and fell asleep, she might be the justifiable Mrs. Yan now.

Just thinking of Jiang Shuliu's mother and daughter's distorted and ugly faces when they learned that their favorite Mr. Ruyi was preempted by her, Wen Yao felt hot all over, and was so excited that she was about to fly.

Since Yan Sui was the target of her careful consideration, she was naturally satisfied with him.

At first, I thought that there was no way out of doubts after mountains and rivers, but who knew that when I turned around, there would be another village.

How can this make people feel uneasy? -
Arriving at the door soon, Yan Sui unlocked it familiarly.

Presumably a regular visitor to this hotel.

He goes in first.

Wen Yao still stood at the door without moving.

He didn't urge him either, and after a few seconds, he stared at her calmly, "Is Miss Wen acting as Dayu to control the water?"

"........."

When he didn't get an answer, he continued: "It's still because Miss Wen is scared."

Wen Yao was neither "passing the house three times without entering", nor was she afraid, she just felt that it was too sudden and a little awkward.

Although the psychological wall was built before, it suddenly collapsed with a "boom".

She smiled, and opened her mouth to come: "How come, I look at Feng Shui."

"Oh?" The man raised his eyebrows.

His indifferent eyebrows were colored with interest, making him look even more handsome.

"I didn't expect Miss Wen to have this ability, so what do you see?"

Wen Yao blinked, looked up and down, followed him in, passed him by, and said nonsense: "It's pretty good, the smell of money is everywhere, and it's a high-end level that most people can't match."

However, when she actually went inside, she had to admit that this was indeed a presidential suite, and it was even more luxurious and luxurious than the place where she lived in the Wen family.

Wen Yao first changed her high-heeled shoes, and a pair of fair and delicate feet were exposed. The toenails were round and painted with bright red nail polish, which was very eye-catching.

Yan Sui passed by with his gaze calmly, his Adam's apple rolled gently.

Wen Yao put on her shoes and walked inside, trying to act calm and natural, like a familiar veteran, "Should I take a shower first or start directly?"

Yan Sui's eyes paused on her face for a long while, and he slightly closed his deep eyes, and then said: "No rush."

Wen Yao spread her hands.

Puzzled, but she didn't ask.

Yan Sui took off his suit jacket and put it on the armrest of the sofa, and then took off his tie with his slender fingers.

Then he said slowly: "Eat first."

Wen Yao paused.

Indeed, she only ate some desserts before attending the charity dinner, and she was quite angry. After such a long time, she was really hungry.

Yan Sui was about to order food, and asked her, "A taboo?"

Wen Yao originally wanted to talk about eating spicy food, but thinking about what might happen later, she didn't want to be too harsh, so she said, "I'm free."

The opponent nodded.

Wen Yao listened to him on the phone, turned her back to her direction, pinched her waist with one hand, her long body stood tall, the cuffs of her white shirt were rolled up to her elbows, and her veins and veins, which were distended by movements, protruded sexy.

She was so fascinated by it that Yan Sui hung up the phone before she could react.

"Can you still get into Miss Wen's eyes?"

Until he suddenly spoke.

Wen Yao regained consciousness belatedly.

In order to prevent herself from being too nympho, she cleared her voice, and with a straight tone, she blinked duplicity: "It's just so-so."

The man looked at her with a half-smile, but didn't break it.

He sat down on the sofa and saw that she was still standing.

He looks very relaxed, but in fact, he is restrained from the strands of his hair.

He beckoned, "Sit."

Wen Yao understood, but she wanted to do the opposite, "What are you doing?"

Yan Sui raised the corners of his lips, "What do you want to sit on?"

"Anything will do?"

"No."

Wen Yao planned to play word games with him, but he didn't expect him to stop directly, and was stunned for a while.

Then, I heard him say: "You can only sit on my lap."

The man still looked at Qingzhen and Wen, but his words were not very serious.

Wen Yao: "..."

Sao is still you.

She pretended to be shy and coy, "This...wouldn't be too good?"

The voice is delicate and soft, which is pleasant to listen to.

Yan Sui looked at her with a casual attitude: "I can do everything later, so what if you just sit around now."

"..."

She didn't move.

Yan Sui inadvertently tapped the finger on his leg, and stared at her unreservedly, "Ms. Wen dare not?"

After all, she was too naive.

The man in front of her.

Mature, rich, stable, handsome, experienced and rich, with a lot of experience and ease, it is not easy to see through, if he doesn't want to, he won't even give her half of the extra emotion, but he can easily catch her with a single look. Calculations are within their own limits.

In his eyes, what Wen Yao did was just a simple trick.

"Mr. Yan was joking, there's nothing to be afraid of."

She even kissed him on the mouth.

Also, although she didn't have much recollection of what happened that night, she had been in close contact anyway.

Now I can't be stage fright.

Obviously, the aggressive method is useful to Wen Yao.

She didn't feel it herself, she was always calm and reserved in front of others, but when she met Yan Sui, she was always the one who fell into the pit first.

Sometimes I am complacent that I can take him into the army.

She never cared about the water content in it.

She walked over and calmly glanced at his two long legs that were placed randomly.

Sit down with your knees bent.

This seemed to be Wen Yao's first time sitting on a man's lap.

It's a very subtle feeling.

The legs that sit firmly are strong, strong, strong and warm.

The moment she approached, Yan Sui's fingers on the side of his legs stopped.

She looked straight back at him, smiling a little smugly.

It's like proving how brave you are.

Yan Sui also smiled, stood up slightly and leaned over.

Wen Yao trembled her eyelashes and couldn't help holding her breath.

He didn't do anything, just leaned over like this, and his warm breath fell on her ears and neck from time to time.

There is a slight tingling feeling.

Wen Yao didn't dare to move, her heart was beating like thunder, almost to the point of her throat.

She still overestimated herself, thinking that she could handle it with ease, but she didn't expect that when he was surrounded by his breath, she subconsciously became flustered and stiff.

Yet she felt something.

It hit her.

Wen Yao's face changed slightly, "Mr. Yan..."

"Ok?"

His breath was next to hers, very close.

She reminded embarrassingly, "Your... can you restrain yourself, it's not time to use it yet."

"My what?"

He didn't seem to understand what she meant, so he asked casually.

Wen Yao held back, and said vaguely, "The hard one."

Yan moved accordingly.

Wen Yao pursed her lips.

"Is this what you said?"

She looked down.

It turned out to be her earring.

Immediately, he blushed.

Don't even dare to look at him.

At first, he pretended to know a lot, but in the end, he couldn't even tell what it was like, and he had an oolong, and he still didn't know what he thought of her.

Wen Yao almost wanted to find a hole in the ground to get into.

But he had to face it, "Unexpectedly, Mr. Yan still kept it."

He raised his hand.

Wen Yao hid.

"Don't move." The man stopped.

Wen Yao stopped.

Then Yan Sui pinched the earring, palmed her soft earlobe, and gently put the earring on.

A little itchy.

Wen Yao could feel his ears getting hot.

As if trying to get back her place, she immediately dissatisfied: "How can you put something on my butt on my ear again."

The man said lightly, "That's your butt too."

"..."

She lowered her head and scolded him.

Yan Sui raised his head slightly.

Four eyes facing each other.

The atmosphere intensified.

His eyes are deep.

It seems that there is a deep vortex hidden, and people will be involved if you don't pay attention.

Wen Yao was the first to be unable to hold on, so she was flustered and turned away without even thinking about it.

Yan Sui suddenly stretched out his hand, palmed her cheek and brought her back.

He moved up with his fingertips and pinched her lips that were pursed again.

The fingertips touched the corners of her lips, and the rest of the fingers brought her face down with a little force.

Wen Yao's vision blurred for a moment.

However, the heat came over with an impact.

Yan Sui's breath passed over her lips, and he held her face in his hands.

The tense string in Wen Yao's mind broke, and immediately after that, it was like fireworks.

Can't get any initiative.

She raised her hand to his chest, and pushed it down as if she wanted to refuse, but Yan Sui clasped her wrist, held it, and rubbed her big palm on the back of her hand.

In the kiss with Yan Sui outside the bathroom of the bar before, he was aggressive and punished; however, today it was extraordinarily tender and lingering.

The face was slightly tilted, the tip of the nose brushed past unintentionally, and found her lips accurately again.

It is no longer a trickle of water flowing long, but reckless behavior.

He parted her lips and teeth, and put his finger on her cheek, allowing her to accept the invasion without any refusal.

Wen Yao couldn't breathe well and struggled.

The other party noticed something, let her go free, and then followed.

After coming and going, Wen Yao was in a fog, dizzy and involuntarily began to respond.

Tongue over.

People are numb as if they have been electrocuted.

I softened my waist.

I don't even know when to shift positions.

It's just that when the back was soft, he didn't forget to wrap his hands around Yan Sui's neck.

Indulging in it like getting better.

He even consciously lifted the hem of his shirt, trying to poke it in.

She doesn't want a man to grab her hand.

He grasped the back of her neck and lifted it back.

Wen Yao didn't know why.

"No."

Yan Sui suddenly pushed her away.

The distance between the two was widened, and the charming atmosphere was still circulating in the air.

"Huh?" Wen Yao raised her head to look at him in a daze, her voice was soft, as if she didn't understand why it suddenly stopped.

Yan Sui tidied up his collar that was scratched by her, fastened the buttons one by one, and restored them meticulously.

He stood up and swept her blushing cheeks condescendingly, and said righteously: "There is nothing."

Act like a good gentleman who has retreated from his body.

It complements the gentle and unrestrained appearance.

Wen Yao pursed her watery red lips and frowned, "What is it?"

Suddenly interrupted, she just enjoyed it, and felt itchy in her heart, a little uncomfortable, feeling worried about gains and losses.

He looked at her, "little umbrella."

"..."

Wen Yao frowned even tighter.

As if guessing that she couldn't react, the man said again: "Stop."

Wen Yao: "..."

The cover can be a small umbrella or not a big one, considering people's brain circuits, I don't know if she has been so fascinated by the kiss, is her brain slowed down.

She swallowed and held her breath, sat up with support, straightened her skirt, and smiled stiffly.

He seemed to have a lot of experience, and said in a nonchalant tone: "Isn't this kind of... in the hotel?"

Yan Sui was serious, never someone who would wrong himself, said in a low voice, "You're young."

Wen Yao raised his breath again.

Laugh twice.

His eyes involuntarily looked in the direction of the third road.

Black trousers, nothing can be seen.

But there is a saying that black is thinner and smaller.

Her expression suddenly became indescribable.

Wen Yao clenched her fingers and raised her eyebrows slightly, "So today is...?"

To continue or not to continue.

Yan Sui just looked at her like this for two seconds, then suddenly hooked his lips into a chuckle, not a very obvious arc, but extraordinarily meaningful, "Miss Wen, isn't she experienced in many battles, if you feel it's a pity, you can go upstairs now Down."

Wen Yao was puzzled:?
His succinct reminder: "There are 7-11."

Wen Yao couldn't laugh at all.

Stare at him.

His eyes were burning.

The man didn't seem to be affected at all. After he was fully dressed, he sat next to him and slowly took out a cigarette.

Wen Yao gritted his teeth.

He felt that he was too insulting, so he asked her to go to the convenience store downstairs to buy family planning supplies.

is it possible!
She tilted her head, "Why didn't Mr. Yan prepare in advance? I think other men are very proactive."

"Do you think it's appropriate to mention other men on my bed?"

His eyes are dangerous.

Wen Yao turned a blind eye, and tentatively said with a smile: "...is it okay?"

The man's eyes turned cold in vain, he threw away the cigarette, picked her up, and took her bag by the way.

Before she could react, he directly opened the door and pushed her out.

"I don't think so."

The man said a word, followed by her high-heeled shoes.

next second.

"Bam—"

The door to the room was closed.

Wen Yao stepped on the cold floor with her bare feet in a daze.

He looked at himself, then at the high heels and handbag lying beside him.

I don't understand how it developed to the step of being kicked out.

Obviously you were pulling and sticking to me just a second ago.

Half a moment later.

She suddenly scolded: "Fuck!"

Still can't believe she was kicked out by Yan Sui just like that.

She was so angry that she was furious.

Turning around, he took off the slippers on his feet and smashed towards the door.

Perplexed, he took out his cell phone to find the previous cell phone number, and cursed fiercely.
-
Yan Sui smoked another cigarette and lit it, and the mobile phone that was placed aside rang.

He took it over and looked at it.

The man was wanton and lazy all over, with a relaxed expression, when he saw the news on the phone.

The corner of the lips twitched slightly.

Unknown phone number.

Just one line.

Only five words: You are simply sick! ! ! ! !
Judging from the punctuation marks, the anger of the other party can be felt across the screen.

Obviously very angry.

After a while, another one came: I haven't eaten yet.

It's pitiful to look at, and I feel aggrieved.

Yan Sui laughed.

Show mercy: come here.