marital love

Wen Yao was put on a soft bed.

When Yan Sui pressed over again, she quickly pressed against him, "Wait a minute—"

From her point of view, the man's mandibular angle is perfect, his nose bridge is high, and he looks at her with deep eyes and lowered brows, as if he has seen through her little trick of trying to get him.

...it really isn't.

Although Wen Yao knew that what she was about to say would definitely be inappropriate, but she still couldn't control it.

Against the strong pressure from above, she poked his shoulder with her fingertips, and said cautiously: "Is this a little too fast?"

"Hurry up?"

The posture of her lying down pulled open the neckline of the nightgown, revealing a piece, Yan Sui's eyes paused there for a few moments, and then lightly moved to her face.

I almost didn't write down the three characters of unwillingness.

Yan Sui: "I thought you would be sad that I was absent from your bridal chamber wedding night for ten and a half months. After all, you were so hungry for me before, and I was afraid that you couldn't help but want to make up for it. Now it seems that I misunderstood you?"

"..."

Wen Yao smiled with embarrassingly curved eyes, put her fingertips on his shoulders, slowly slid down to cover his chest, and patted him lightly twice as if soothing.

"It's not very sad. After all, we just got married and have a long life ahead, and you are so busy with work. As a qualified Mrs. Yan, I can understand and support you very much. You don't have to take this matter to heart, really."

She was still in his arms, taking the opportunity to speak, she rolled out bit by bit, and as soon as the words fell, she quickly rolled to the other side of the bed, looking at him with a smile like a flower, with a flattering expression and sincere and sincere eyes.

Yan Sui didn't stop her and let her stay away.

The bed is big.

There is a distance between the two.

Wen Yao huddled herself into a ball as much as possible, covered her tightly, but her beautiful eyes were wide open.

Yan Sui didn't speak, just looked at her like that.

Wen Yao couldn't figure out the deep meaning in his eyes.

Seemingly probing and complicated, with faint nostalgia, Wen Yao subconsciously frowned as if caught in some kind of memory.

When Yan Sui propped himself up and sat up, he staggered suddenly, staring at him vigilantly and defensively.

There was no joy in her eyes that she hadn't seen her newlywed husband for a long time, but it was as if soldiers were approaching the city, as if they were approaching an enemy.

Yan Sui raised his eyebrows a little, he was wearing a nightgown in the hotel, he looked lazy and comfortable, without the decisiveness of killing in the mall, but the danger was not restrained.

He looked at Wen Yao straight and boldly, as if he had sized her up from beginning to end, before breaking the weird silence.

"I thought you had the guts to sit in the position of Mrs. Yan, you should understand everything, but you don't seem to have that awareness, but it's not too late for me to remind you now."

The words were spoken in an unhurried manner, and the next moment, he stretched out his hand and pulled Wen Yao who was beside the bed forcefully.

Caught off guard, Wen Yao was not prepared at all, she was so strong that she almost reflexively hid.

Unable to escape, he returned to Yan Sui's side.

The resistance shown unintentionally is the most sincere, and Yan Sui can clearly see all her uneasiness.

Yan Sui clasped her slender wrist, looked down at her, and said with a sense of coolness for no reason: "There is no medicine for regret in this world, just like there is no arrow to turn back when you shoot a bow. But you pounced on as always, and now you get what you want, and you should know what price you have to pay."

Only then did Wen Yao realize that he had been gentle and considerate to her before, but now she only felt numbness and pain in her wrist, as if her blood had been frozen.

The rigor and importance of the matter can also be seen from Yan Sui's expression.

After all, her thinking was too naive, how could Yan Sui be able to be swayed by her.

He defended his ex-girlfriend like a jade and never approached women. She took the position of Mrs. Yan, and it was time to pay her back.

Wen Yao's face turned pale, and she looked up at him, finally unable to bear his strange and indifferent eyes, she turned her head in embarrassment.

"What do you want to say?"

It was probably because Yan Sui was satisfied with her awareness of current affairs, so he lightened his grip and let go of her a little.

The hand slid down, along her shoulders and arms, and then fell on her waist, clasping her waist tightly.

Wen Yao's whole body was stiff, as if her hairs were about to stand on end.

Even the air became suffocating.

Breathing hard.

Yan Sui rubbed his fingertips twice, he seemed to like to oppress her from some details, to give her a sense of pressure, to see her nervousness.

"I don't have that kind of skill, and I don't have time to play house games with you. The marriage I want is not a play on the spot, nor a fake one, but the real thing."

"I told you earlier that I never do business at a loss. If you want something, you have to exchange it with me for something you want. In short, a marriage in name only won't work for me."

He still looked so dignified and indifferent, and spoke calmly, but in his bones, he revealed the strength of a strong and gentle scum, which made people's hearts tremble.

Yan Sui gave her a few seconds to digest and understand.

"So," he concluded lukewarmly at the end: "There is no possibility of sleeping in separate beds and rooms, understand?"

There was a sudden heat on Wen Yao's face, and the heat that hadn't subsided instantly rose up.

His words were straightforward and crisp.

It is impossible for her to understand.

It's all said and done, if she takes any further actions to oppose and protest, it will probably be a hypocritical tumbling on his bottom line.

Wen Yao is not a very conservative person in essence. After all, he has been abroad for more than two years and has seen some open and hot scenes.

In the current society where sex is still distasteful, she still has a trace of tradition.

Although she treated Yan Sui shamelessly in the past, she had to go all out to support her. If she loses in the aura field, there is no need to talk to him. This is the point of support for her publicity.

But now that she and Yan Sui have become a legal couple, the situation and status have changed, and she still needs some time to adapt.

...Although, it has been nearly half a month since they got married.

In the final analysis, she was just a step in the door.

But he didn't dare to admit it, so he had to use the excuse of not being used to brainwash himself, and also tried to brainwash Yan Sui.

Obviously, Yan Sui didn't like her at all.

Thinking of this, Wen Yao took a deep breath, moved a little further away from him, Yan Sui also took advantage of the situation and let go, giving her a certain sense of security.

"I know what you mean, but there is one thing I want to say."

Yan Sui's gaze stayed on her face.

Watching her go from tense and entangled to depressed to relieved, then compromise as if she convinced herself, and finally calm down.

"You said."

Wen Yao paused, "Among the obligations that a husband and wife should fulfill, there is no forced sex, so if I don't want to—"

"Ah."

Before she could finish speaking, she was suddenly interrupted by a laugh.

She looked up.

Yan put his hand on the brow bone casually, and he smiled softly, as if he was happy, and even his shoulders were shaking.

"Wen Yao."

Her name slipped from his lips.

"What are you afraid of?"

Wen Yao was taken aback, "...Huh?"

Yan Sui put down his hand, his eyebrows and eyes were clearly exposed, and with a bright and deep smile, he repeated: "I said what are you afraid of."

Wen Yao: "..."

She said bluntly, "I'm not afraid."

As if lacking in confidence, he added a clever sentence: "There's nothing to be afraid of."

It's not like that, one in and one out, very ordinary and mundane movement.

Well, it's really not scary at all.

Wen Yao cheered herself up with approval in her heart.

Yan Sui slightly raised the corners of his lips, and raised the tails of his eyes slightly: "Do you think I look like a man who can force women?"

Because of these words, Wen Yao really looked at him seriously.

He looked very ascetic and arrogant.

…Hard to say.

After all, he is so strong, Wen Yao still remembers the ambiguous teeth marks on his body after that night in the bar.

If it was really tough, she would definitely not be able to resist him, so she had to speak up.

Yan Sui naturally also saw distrust from her expression.

Slightly narrowed his eyes.

The man hooked his fingers at her, "Come here."

Wen Yao didn't move, her nerves tensed up again.

I always feel that he has no good intentions.

Yan Sui was not annoyed, and said patiently, "Come here."

Wen Yao hesitated for a while, but moved over anxiously.

He leaned against her ear, with warm breath blowing: "Didn't I tell you that if I'm not interested, I won't take a second look even if you take off your clothes."

"..."

He swept across her blushing face, and raised his eyelids calmly, as if making a friendly suggestion: "Why don't you try it now?"

"..."

Although Wen Yao is inexperienced in certain things, she is not a simple young girl who knows nothing.

It is impossible for her not to hear and feel Yan Sui's provocative words.

At first she thought that he was a tall flower standing on the altar, but now she finally found out that this man had already fallen down without her pulling him.

And it's falling too far...

With her flamboyant plans and tricks, she couldn't play him at all.

"I think……"

"Huh?" He moved closer.

Breath passed over her lips.

Wen Yao blinked frantically, feeling that the distance to him tonight was much closer than she imagined, she rolled her throat, and said with difficulty: "Since you have asked me something, then the same, I can do the same." Comments."

Her transition words can be said to be jerky and stiff.

Yan Sui didn't make things difficult for her, just clicked.

got out of bed.

He found his cigarette and lighter in the room, and with a soft "cha" sound, he turned his head and took a puff in a leisurely manner, and then exhaled a smoke ring.

Then he leaned against the bedside table, raised his hand above the ashtray, and dusted it lightly from time to time.

Eyes caught her.

"Tell me."

Wen Yao has been in contact with her since she was a child, especially in her circle, and she has also heard a lot of gossip.

It's nothing more than a commercial marriage, a plastic couple's relationship, or the man's red flag fluttering outside the house without falling down, and even witnessed it with his own eyes, tearing up famous scenes.

Personally, she hates third parties extremely.

One Jiang Shuliu is enough to disgust her, it is impossible to think of a mistress and a mistress in her marriage, she clearly put an end to this phenomenon.

And she would never do anything to show her majesty by crying, making trouble, hanging herself, or going crazy with other women for the sake of a man.

So she needs Yan Sui to maintain absolute loyalty to the current marriage.

"I don't care who you've been with before, whether you're affectionate or ruthless, your ex-girlfriend is still Bai Yueguang, I hope you can break it cleanly, and there will be no disconnection. Give me some respect."

"can."

Wen Yao was slightly taken aback, but she didn't expect him to agree so freely.

After all, I heard from Ye Zhi that he never forgets his ex-girlfriend, but he is still able to get married with her, so I feel that he has separated his body from his heart.

Really ungrateful.

Such a man, once a woman takes care of him, will only be sad.

Wen Yao was a little surprised to get his straightforward answer now.

Then it occurred to her that it was not her turn to worry about this matter, and she was not that interested in exploring his past love history.

Strange to say, she obviously has no feelings for Yan Sui, but when it comes to his ex-girlfriend, she still feels vaguely uncomfortable.

This is probably the pure psychology of women.

She tried her best to ignore that vague thought, and nodded indifferently, "That's good, I hate trouble, and I don't want some unimportant troubles to arise."

Yan Sui: "What about you?"

"Ok?"

He seemed to be reminding, with a slow tone: "I remember that you have a deep affection for your ex-boyfriend. You even kept a cigarette lighter after we broke up. Now you are married to me again. Should you take out some of your Attitude?"

Wen Yao's eyes fell on his hands and followed.

The cigarette was held between the slender knuckles, and the ashes were slowly shaken off, and then sent to the lips to breathe out the smoke. The black eyes hidden behind were sharp and bright, directly hitting people's hearts.

After Wen Yao was briefly dazed for two seconds, he realized what he was saying, and a guilty conscience quickly flashed across his face.

She straightened her skirt, sat up on the bed, and smoothed out her somewhat messy hair.

When doing these actions, he covered up his lies, and said solemnly: "You said this, I am not the kind of person who is very nostalgic, since you have mentioned it, I will also strictly demand myself, and clean things up later. clean."

In fact, she had already thrown away the black cigarette lighter along with his suit jacket.

It's long gone, let alone her "ex-boyfriend" who was born out of nothing.

At that time, I didn't know what was going on in my head, and I didn't think about the consequences after blurting it out, but now Yan Sui deliberately picked it up and whipped him.

Let her be forced to recall the stupid things she did, without saving her face.

But that's fine too.

He has an ex-girlfriend, and she also has an "ex-boyfriend", and the two sides are evened out.

Yan Sui laughed.

Means unknown.

Wen Yao felt a little weird when he heard it, and met his gaze, but didn't say a word.

After this act of opening the skylight and speaking frankly, Wen Yao's guard against Yan Sui became lighter.

But when he put out the cigarette, he lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed.

Wen Yao became nervous again uncontrollably.

As soon as he moved, the bed sank.

It can be seen how big his influence is.

Yan Sui glanced at her lightly: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Wen Yao looked up at the ceiling.

Then he turned over and turned off the light, and shrank back rustlingly, curling himself up into a ball.

Before she slept alone, she could be as comfortable as she wanted, but now there is another person, and she is still a man, so it's strange that she can get used to it.

I didn't even dare to breathe too hard, I kept holding back.

Then I couldn't hold it anymore.

My limbs were stiff and I couldn't help turning over.

Not long after, I felt uncomfortable sleeping on my side and turned over again.

It is also very strange to lie down and sleep, and then turn over.

"Can't sleep?"

The room was dim, and a deep male voice suddenly sounded.

Wen Yao froze, closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep and ignored him, but subconsciously clenched the quilt tightly.

In this case, she could fall asleep, she had to have a big heart.

A few moments later, the male voice sounded again.

"Need some exercise before bed?"

In the dead of night, grown men and women.

What sport is self-evident.

It may also be that she misunderstood... Wen Yao endured it, restrained herself from thinking in a certain direction, but she couldn't hold it back, and said sullenly, "I'm just a little hot."

"Is it hot."

"…Um."

"Then take it off."

Wen Yao: "..."

She deeply felt that she had to take back all her previous views on him.

And those rumors from the outside world.

She can't wait to use the tweeter to shout directly.

Fake!all fake!
What innocence!What is not close to female sex!
It's all a lie!

He is obviously a hooligan who wants to take advantage of her all the time! !