marital love

It was strange that his arms were so strong, yet his embrace was so gentle.

The distance is very close, and everyone knows what the reaction will be.

Wen Yao slightly opened his eyes.

He looked very engaged.

The man in front of her should be a little strange to her, but the breath on his body made her feel familiar, even deja vu, so when facing intimate matters, she strangely didn't feel jerky and resisted, and occasionally subconsciously to cater to.

Yan Sui's finger brushed her ankle, Wen Yao flinched and reminded: "Don't bite here."

"Too thin." He just measured the size of her ankle with his hands, his voice was low.

Wen Yao didn't think that, she thought her kind was just right, and many people would not envy her.

But I didn't argue with him. This is the same as "parents are for your own good", which is hard to explain.

Yan Sui looked down at her, and she happened to look up too.

The vision is dark and intense.

Didn't give much chance to react.

The kiss fell again.

Wen Yao avoided, her hot lips brushed against her cheek.

With the wristband around his neck, he still felt a little unsuitable ashamed, and a small voice whispered in his ear: Not here.

He rubbed his face against her: Huh?
Bed.

she says.

The last gasp disappeared on Yan Sui's lips, was wrapped by him, and ate into his mouth.

It's not very convenient here either.

Men can't help but think deeply about memories.

It's not like this happened before. In her Wall Street apartment, she broke a table of expensive skin care products and various essential oils, and the room was full of intoxicating fragrance. She was angry and didn't give him a good look for three days. Don't let him in.

He picked her up and put his arms around her hips, like he was hugging a child.

From dresser to bedside.

Wen Yao said, "The curtains are not drawn."

He replied: I can't see it.

She insisted on pulling.

Yan Sui pinched her waist, and she hid.

Grinding.

The man pressed against her ear and threatened: If you move around again, the Fa will be executed on the spot.

He was talking about the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The straightforward enough reaction was close to her, which could not be ignored, and Wen Yao blushed unsatisfactorily.

Completely settle down and die down.

The weather was hot, and the air conditioner was always on in the room. When Wen Yao sank into the soft quilt, she still felt stuffy and out of breath.

There was such sporadic distraction for half a second, and she faintly felt that Yan Sui was pampering her, but was soon broken by the impact of his kiss.

Her hair has grown a little longer, spread out on the pillow, black and shiny, making her crimson and rosy face charming and lovely.

Yan Sui is very strong in this regard.

Lips and hands are extremely gentle.

His towel was hanging dangerously precariously at the end of the bed, along with her nightgown.

He seemed particularly fond of grabbing her hand to touch his tattoo.

Wen Yao didn't understand what this tattoo meant to him, but she resisted him so much.

Later she was deprived of oxygen, thirsty, tired and unable to resist.

I have to admit that when I touch him, I feel very good, and everything is full of a strong sense of security.

He left briefly, returned with a mug, and took a sip.

Bow your head and share with her.

The sweetness spreads between the lips and teeth.

When he was about to evacuate, she stretched out her hand to hold his face, wanting more and more.

The man's sweaty back froze, and he enjoyed her rare initiative.

The entanglement that had just rested came back again.

Wen Yao didn't know where she had offended him again. This time, she was so aggressive that she almost couldn't stand it.

It is true that in terms of physical strength, she will never be able to match him.

I don't know how long it has passed, the churning bedroom finally quieted down, leaving only some kind of unspeakable ambiguity lingering in the air for a long time.

After being overwhelmed by hormones, her brain finally calmed down. Wen Yao lay on the bed, and Yan Sui's hand brushed her back.

He seemed to love the action, as he did that night.

After everything was over, he touched her slowly and comfortingly.

There is no denying that women like this kind of comfort very much.

Very comfortable.

Wen Yao turned over and pulled the thin blanket around her body.

The hair brushed against Yan Sui's abdomen.

"Take a shower first?"

The man's voice is sexy and magnetic, and there are traces of lingering in it.

Wen Yao leaned against his legs, squinted her eyes, and said lazily, "You go first."

Even the thin quilt was a little wet, and it was hard to tell whether it was the sweat of the two of them or something else.

Yan Sui pulled away the arm that was on her body, picked up the bath towel that fell on the floor, and wrapped it casually into the bathroom.

Wen Yao turned her head slightly to see his tall and straight figure, and then her eyes fell on the Angel mug on the bedside table.

The water in it had already been shared by the two of them.

Wen Yao thought of all the things that happened before, and finally had a feeling.

She really married Yan Sui and became an inseparable couple.

While Yan Sui was taking a bath, Wen Yao went downstairs to pour a glass of water by herself.

Tonight's Yan Sui was more or less merciful to her, or maybe she has adapted, otherwise she would not have the spirit of this activity.

She stayed downstairs for a while.

Only a small light was turned on in the living room.

dim.

She was in a daze while drinking water.

Even when Yan Sui came out of the shower, he didn't see her in the bedroom, and when he came out to look for her, he didn't know when he saw her alone downstairs in the corridor on the second floor.

"Wen Yao."

She turned her head because of the voice.

Looking at the man standing tall and tall above him.

stand up.

"You've finished washing."

Yan Sui didn't answer her words, but stared at her deeply.

Wen Yao's heart involuntarily missed a beat.

Hold your breath.

"What are you doing down there?"

She raised the mug in her hand, "Drink water."

"Come up after drinking, it's getting late."

The voice sounded like it was reminding her that she had to go to work tomorrow and needed to rest early, but Wen Yao sensed the man's displeasure from it.

Unable to figure him out, Wen Yao responded, turned off the light and went upstairs.

After approaching.

The man's handsome facial features are stern, half-blinded by the light coming from the bedroom, making the outline more deep and three-dimensional.

His eyes caught her.

"The water is ready."

Wen Yao was slightly taken aback, never expecting that Yan Sui would do such a thing for her.

Soon I was relieved, after all, they were a "genuine" couple.

"I'm going to wash now."

Yan followed her and snatched the mug from her hand, and drank it with a slight nod.

"Eh--"

Wen Yao originally wanted to say that she drank it, but in an instant, she remembered the scene of sharing sugar water with him before, her face became hot, and she swallowed everything she wanted to say.

"how?"

Yan Sui touched her arm, it was cool, and he frowned.

Wen Yao obediently shook her head and walked into the bedroom.

Yan Sui said from behind, "Why are you in such poor health?"

"Have it?"

Wen Yao answered subconsciously following his words, thinking that he was talking about hypoglycemia, "I feel fine, don't young people nowadays have problems to some extent, and hypoglycemia does not distinguish between fat and thin people."

"Why did you have a car accident before, and where?"

Wen Yao paused, her throat rolled, and she turned her back to his direction, pretending to be relaxed and said: "When I was studying abroad, I was accidentally bumped by a car running a red light, and it didn't affect me."

"Is it."

"Of course."

Listening to his low voice, Wen Yao felt as if she was being roasted on a fire, worried that she might make too many mistakes and that he would see something, so she hurriedly walked towards the bathroom.

"You rest first, I'll take a bath."

After leaving such a sentence, Wen Yao hurriedly disappeared.

Yan Sui stared at her flustered figure, narrowing his eyes slightly.

It was obvious that she was hiding something.

Wen Yao rushed to the bathroom in one breath, locked the door with his backhand, and gasped for breath while clutching his chest.

You still can't let your guard down so casually.

If Yan Sui sees something, he still doesn't know how it will end.

In fact, even Wen Yao herself didn't know what caused her car accident and who sent her to the hospital.

She had no memory of it at all, and she didn't even know what she was doing before the accident.

When she woke up from the hospital, it was already a week after her car accident, her eyes were full of foreign faces, strange people, strange environment, everything was strange, she experienced a period of dazed and helpless before she gradually sorted herself out What happened, and know what happened to my amnesia.

Later, I tried my best to adapt to the surrounding environment, cultivate my body, complete my studies, and search for my lost memories from all angles, but nothing worked.

Fortunately, although the surrounding classmates were strangers, apart from feeling pity and heartache for her car accident, there was nothing abnormal.

Only then did she gradually let go of her inquisitive mind.

Although I have some strange dreams from time to time, this phenomenon occurs frequently after returning to China, but I still can't think of anything in my mind.

Wen Yao slid into the bathtub again, relaxing her somewhat sore body.

Yan Sui added essential oils that could make her feel at ease. Being able to take such a careful step made Wen Yao think of his mysterious ex-girlfriend again.

Probably practice makes perfect.

It's a pity that falling in love again is not the same as breaking up.

Now this man is her husband.
-
The sky is full of stars tonight, and tomorrow will probably be another sunny day.

When Yan Sui made the first call, Song Yicen didn't answer.

After a few minutes, the other party picked up.

"Say something."

The man's voice sounded a little breathless.

Yan Sui realized that he had interrupted his business.

There was no trace of guilt on his face, "Is Lin Anhe healed from his injuries?"

Song Yicen stroked his hair, looked at the woman who was lying quietly on the bed and didn't respond, the irritability of being interrupted was instantly full, he bit a cigarette in his mouth, and replied unceremoniously: "It's up to you Shit."

Yan Sui paused for a moment, and he didn't need to think too much to know that it was Lin Anhe who didn't give him good looks.

He just happened to come over at this time, and happened to hit the muzzle of the gun, and said coldly: "Why are you angry at me, I reminded you not to do it too much..."

Song Yicen was not happy to listen to his preaching, and frowned: "Can't I be dissatisfied with my desires? Anyone who is interrupted will feel comfortable. You have something to talk about. If you have this spare time, take care of your wife."

Yan Sui didn't argue with him, "Is there any clue to what I asked you to investigate?"

Song Yicen left the bedroom and went to the balcony outside.

Dust off the cigarette ash, "I didn't find it."

"What's the meaning."

"Let me check it for you. The major hospitals over there, and even small private clinics, have no record of Wen Yao's admission to a car accident, and there is no such person as her."

It is a waste of time, and there is no useful news at all.

In other words, the person who deliberately concealed the news of Wen Yao's car accident was not simple. He had the ability to erase Wen Yao's existence.

However, with the Wen family alone, it is absolutely impossible to do this step, and the reach cannot be so long, including Wen Yao's grandfather's family, which does not have this ability.

Both of them thought of this at the same time.

Song Yicen asked: "Could it be the Yan family who made the move..."

From this point of view, only the Yan family is the most suspected.

Yan Sui: "I have never mentioned Wen Yao to the Yan family."

His time in country M was not so much a test as an exile.

But after getting acquainted with Wen Yao, he placed his protection very securely.

"The group of people who surprised you?"

"No."

At first Yan Sui guessed the same way, but he overturned it later.

At that time, he was in a weak period. As the saying goes, taking advantage of other people's illness is killing people. If they want to destroy him completely, and there is no possibility of making a comeback, they will not let Wen Yao go so easily. Use Wen Yao to force him to show up and threaten him.

"That's weird..." Song Yicen muttered.

Then I thought of something, and expressed my opinion: "Have you ever thought that all of this has nothing to do with you at all? Later, I asked someone to check Wen Yao's social relationship. There is no such thing as an enemy, the only thing is that she has a bad relationship with her stepmother and stepsister, but as far as I know, the mother and daughter are ordinary people, and they haven't had the ability to buy them abroad. "

Yan Sui: "She is deliberately hiding her amnesia."

When Song Yicen heard the heartless laugh, he always had a feeling of elation, and he said a little bit embarrassed: "You said why did you bother to check her, maybe she didn't intend to think of you at all. "

He paused before opening his mouth slowly: "I've heard that people and things that are not important are often forgotten the fastest."

Yan Sui: "..."

Song Yicen was satisfied with Yan Sui being blocked.

He was not stingy about telling his guess: "I think Wen Yao hasn't had any other accidents so far except for the car accident. You also said that even she herself chose to hide the fact of her amnesia, and after the car accident she didn't have any other accidents. It looks like she was killed, but there are signs of being protected, as for who is protecting her..."

He smiled lowly, meaningfully, "Well, maybe it's some flower protector who silently seeks to protect her, the Iron Knight?"

Yan Sui: "..."

"You go to the hospital tomorrow."

Song Yicen: "What am I going to do in the hospital?"

Yan Sui: "I made an appointment for brain surgery for you."

"……roll."
-
After Wen Yao came out of the shower, Yan Sui had already changed the bed sheet and quilt cover.

He was sitting on the head of the bed with a book in his hand.

Wen Yao is familiar with it, it is the "black farce" she read before.

She climbed up, tugged at the quilt, and lay down.

After a few seconds, she said, "By the way, when He Tezhu and I went to the hospital to visit Mrs. Qin, I heard the nurse who took care of her say that someone went to them before."

Yan Sui stared at the book, "Well, I've heard what He Chi said."

Wen Yao looked at him: "Is it Gu Xun?"

"No." Yan Sui denied, then tilted his head and lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on her face, "It's her son's creditor."

"No wonder."

"what?"

Yan Sui put the book away, then lay down, facing her, and touched her arm with his hand, it was warm at the moment.

Wen Yao turned to face him, "You asked He Chi to give me the materials, I felt very angry after reading them, let alone Mrs. Qin who was still sick, but there were people from before who made trouble as Transition pedal, she's more acceptable."

Pillow next to pillow, face to face, close to each other, it is the distance between my eyes and your eyes.

After she finished speaking, Yan Sui didn't answer.

Quiet.

Just the sound of breathing.

The man raised his hand, and his fingertips lightly touched her brow bone.

Wen Yao subconsciously twitched her eyelashes.

Close your eyes.

Feel his soft touch.

She opened her eyes, and caught the tenderness in his eyes in an instant.

"you--"

"Go to sleep."

Yan Suishu walked away, with a calm expression, and tucked the corner of the quilt for her.

Wen Yao wanted to ask him what kind of relationship he had with Gu Xun.

In the end did not say it out.

The lights went out and the room darkened.

She turned her back to Yan Sui.

Can't help thinking back to Yan Sui just now.

Are you looking at other people through her?
Before he could let his thoughts out, he was suddenly embraced by a hot chest behind him.

The low magnetic voice mixed with the familiar breath fell behind the ears.

"Wen Yao, do you want to visit my parents?"