marital love

She maintained the only bottom line, and confirmed with him: "Mr. Yan, did you really not wash your hands?"

The man is very calm: "No."

Wen Yao's expression changed suddenly, and he let go and pushed him away.

A look of obvious disgust flashed across his face.

Men can see clearly.

But without giving her any chance to escape, Yan Sui grabbed her slender wrist bones, cut directly behind her, followed by a violent force, and she staggered and fell into his arms.

But the man wants to beat him up: "Miss Wen seems to be very keen on throwing herself into her arms."

His breath was completely suppressed, and it also carried a certain self-evident indifference, forceful and tough, and the breath fell on her ear, bringing out a warm itching.

"How come, Mr. Yan is worrying too much."

She is gentle and won't take this scapegoat.

"is it?"

Warmth and ambiguity were on the verge of breaking out, Wen Yao couldn't help hiding, being imprisoned so tightly by him, her wrist bones could already feel the pain.

The desire to survive violently broke out, she subdued tenderly, and leaned her head on his chest, "Mr. Yan is so handsome, you must know how to be compassionate and sympathetic. It is not advisable to hold a girl's wrist in such a rude way, and you will not be able to find him like this." Wife's."

Yan Sui glanced at her with a half-smile, condescendingly looked down at her perverse eyebrows, lowered her posture, and casually described her delicate facial features.

"There's no need for Miss Wen to worry about that. Before, Miss Wen took the initiative to seduce, and then another Miss Wen came forward to ask for marriage. Do you think I will be short of a wife?"

Wen Yao immediately changed his rhetoric, "It's my fault, it's all my fault for my shallow eyelids. A man like Mr. Yan who is so attractive to everyone and loves to see flowers while driving and sees a car with a flat tire must have suitors, too many to count." But come on, you can marry whoever you want, one is not enough for two, it is best to join a table, I heard that Mr. Yan is good at poker, and the game is just right."

"Don't you know that bigamy is a crime? What, you want me to go to jail?"

She shook her head like a rattle: "No, no, no, I definitely don't have that idea!"

A man like him is insane, if he doesn't squat today, he will squat tomorrow, and if he doesn't squat tomorrow, he will squat sooner or later.

She changed her face so quickly that she had already scolded him a hundred and eighty times in her heart.

Yan Sui seemed to see what she was thinking, and pinched her face again with the hand that had touched her feet, "Are you scolding me?"

Wen Yao blinked innocently, "Why, I've been praising you all the time."

"Oh, tell me and listen."

Wen Yao: "..."

Why do you have to be strong!
Like a strong man holding back his wrists, she rolled her eyes suddenly and tried to move her hand, but she was not restrained, and he didn't use much strength.

Wen Yao withdrew her hand, and tidied up the messy crooked tie on his chest.

It felt like she had muscle memory, and she took it off and fastened it again. The set of movements was smooth and smooth, and she didn't come back to her senses until it was over.

No... She has never practiced tie tie, why is she so proficient?

She looked puzzled, and when she met Shang Yan Sui's cold eyes, she immediately calmed down, secretly thinking, maybe she is a talented player.

Yan Sui took his tie out of her hand calmly, straightened it, and then brushed it, as if he disliked her actions.

Wen Yao smiled again.

You are not angry, I am not angry, laughing together.

"praise me?"

Wen Yao: "... Mr. Yan, are you satisfied with my sister's performance today?"

Can't hear or not, as long as she talks about him, he will forget about it.

She raised the corners of her lips sweetly, and her voice was soft and sweet.

Yan Sui's dark eyes were looking at her quietly at the moment, "What do you mean?"

Wen Yao was stared into a trance by him, and after a while she woke up, her lips raised even more, "What do I mean, doesn't Mr. Yan know?"

Her voice became more and more coquettish, tinged with a bit of seductive charm, and her beautiful and rare fox eyes seemed to seduce people.

Yan Suilei belongs to the group of people with high IQ, so it is impossible not to understand the meaning of her words. If you ask such a question, either he is pretending to be stupid, or he is really stupid.

"Appreciate further details."

Wen Yao stood her ground, raised her eyelids, and asked back without changing her expression: "That means dissatisfaction. I don't know what Mr. Yan thinks of me?"

"What if you are satisfied? What if you are not satisfied? What can I think?" The man threw the question back unhurriedly, with a deep voice carrying a hint of chill.

I'm already asleep, so it's boring to go around in circles.

Wen Yao had enough playing around with him pretendingly, she smiled, stretched out her hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Mr. Yan, you—"

Just as she started speaking, she was suddenly interrupted by a sharp female voice.

"What are you doing!?"

Wen Yao raised her eyes with a worried expression, and saw Wen Yumian walking aggressively here with her skirt in her hands and high heels.

Her eyes stared at Wen Yao vigilantly and straightforwardly, her eyes fell on her presumptuous hand, and then fell back on her face, wishing she could take off this beauty's skin and make it a floor mat!
At this moment, Wen Yumian was like a thorn in the side of being robbed of his beloved, the anger was clearly visible on his face, and he made no secret of his dislike for Wen Yao.

Being interrupted suddenly, Wen Yao lost the interest to continue pestering her.

Take back your hand graciously.

Smiling and said softly to Wen Yumian: "Sister, don't be angry. My sister accidentally lost her footing just now and almost fell. It was Mr. Yan who was handsome and kind-hearted and helped me up."

In front of Yan Sui, Wen Yumian couldn't feel fit, so she glared at her fiercely, then bit her lip, turned around, and said softly, "A Xu, did you find your things? Do you need my help?"

"found it."

"Then let's go first."

Wen Yao looked at them coldly.

Yan Sui's gaze didn't stay on her for a second longer, and followed Wen Yumian's pace to leave steadily.

A man and a woman are like a pair made in heaven.

Wen Yao smiled coldly, brushed the ends of her hair lightly, followed closely behind with her tall and pretty figure casually swaying.

She glanced at the cigarette lighter in her handbag, so Yan Sui came back for this thing?

It was clearly in her hands, but she said she had found it.

Oh man.

He used to tell a lot of lies, so he deceived such a brainless waste as Wen Yumian.

They entered the elevator, and Wen Yao followed.

Wen Yumian wanted to stop her, but Wen Yao lightly blocked her back, "Sister, why are you in a hurry, it's only two floors, don't worry, sister, I won't delay your date with Mr. Yan."

Wen Yao stood in front of the two, and the car could clearly reflect their appearance.

Wen Yao frowned coldly, her gaze fell on her manicure.

It's a pity that I just made it and have to replace it with a new one.

The elevator arrived quickly, and Wen Yao stepped out first.

A few seconds later, she suddenly turned around again, instead of looking at Yan Sui, she stared at Wen Yumian with a smile and said, "It's so late, sister, please don't stay out at night, let alone fool around with some wild men, so as not to take you with you." Come back smelling dirty, my sister will vomit if she smells it."

Wen Yumian's face instantly became extremely ugly.

She never thought that Wen Yao would hold grudges like this.

In front of Yan Sui, he dared to imply that he was a wild man.

He wanted to scold him back immediately, but he didn't say it, "Sister, what nonsense are you talking about..."

Wen Yao didn't care if her complexion was good or bad, and what Yan Sui would think, she would retaliate, which was great.

He turned his head and left without pausing, quickly leaving the two of them behind.

Then he stopped a taxi and drove away.

The man's steps were a little too big, and Wen Yumian struggled to follow.

After finally catching up, she didn't dare to have any complaints. Under the night light, she saw the man's stern face, slightly nodding his head, his posture was elegant and dignified, and his eyes were secretive, which made her feel very far away and unfathomable. .

"Ash."

She called his name softly.

Yan Sui turned sideways slightly, with no emotion on his face, but his expression was so cold that no one should get close to him.

Wen Yumian was slightly stunned, a little unresponsive, and didn't understand why he suddenly became strange when he was so good.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Miss Wen." Yan Sui said indifferently, pulling away from her completely, "It's getting late, let me help you park a car and take you home."

Wen Yumian was stunned, sad emotions welled up, she was at a loss what to do: "Aren't you going shopping? Is there something wrong with me, you can tell me..."

"No." Yan Sui frowned slightly, "I'm a little tired and want to go back and rest."

It didn't matter that she hated her, Wen Yumian was relieved, when he heard that he was tired, he didn't care about going shopping, so he hurriedly told him to go home quickly.