marital love

After all, Wen Yao took out his phone.

He glanced at Yan Sui again.

He sat there calmly, with an indifferent expression as usual, just waiting for her to obediently walk over and add him on WeChat.

The folder in her arms was a bit big, and when she bent slightly and lowered her head, she rushed up to cover half of her face.

Wen Yao saw that the screen of Yan Sui's phone lit up, and it showed that the face recognition had failed and hadn't been unlocked.

"How can I add it if you don't unlock it?"

Yan Suina scanned it, clicked a few times, and the QR code interface appeared.

Wen Yao scanned the QR code and successfully sent the friend request.

Wen Yao is familiar with this operation, so he moves quickly.

"Okay."

"Ah."

She put away her mobile phone and stepped forward, "There's nothing else, so I'll go first?"

Yan Sui didn't look up, and didn't look at her, he just took his mobile phone to read the notifications from his friends, and said in a casual tone, "Go out."

Wen Yao: "..."

That flirty attitude seemed like a scumbag who would just throw it away after using it.

When she walked to the door again, she heard her cell phone ringing, and she knew without even looking at it that it was Yan Sui who agreed to add her as a friend.

Wen Yao took out his phone to look at it after leaving the office.

There are prompts on the screen.

[I passed your friend verification request, now we can start chatting]

His name is simple and straightforward, just a Y.

Wen Yao hesitated for a moment, but still clicked on his avatar. She had already seen his wechat avatar after transferring money to him before, and it was still the same 624, unchanged.
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Go back to get off work at night.

Wen Yao was still sneaking and hiding in Tibet, and then waited until Yan Sui sneaked into his car.

She felt like fighting an underground strike.

Get nervous at the slightest sign of trouble.

Yan Sui only looked at her actions but didn't say anything, actually felt childish and ridiculous to her behavior of pretending to avoid people's eyes.

What was supposed to be a formal and reasonable relationship between husband and wife recognized by the law turned out to be a shady underground affair with her.

After leaving the company, she was no longer his subordinate, so Wen Yao was less cautious, and after thinking about it, she discussed it with him.

"Or I will not go with you in the future, and I will go back alone."

She was too tired to be so worried.

Yan Sui was driving, the man raised his lower eyelids, the deep sockets were slightly cold, and the words he spat out were also slightly cold: "Why did you go back?"

Wen Yao answered logically: "Of course I take the subway."

Yan Sui: "Work overtime until what time in the morning, and whose subway will run for you until that time."

However, although.

The subway is not the only means of transportation in this world.

"I can still take a taxi."

Yan Sui's eyes fell on him so lightly, his voice was a little cold in the car: "You usually don't surf the Internet, don't you watch social news?"

Question marks popped up in Wen Yao's mind, does it have anything to do with it?

Probably the doubt on her face was too obvious.

Yan Sui saw it, and looked away casually.

He took off his coat after getting in the car. He didn't dress with a tie today, so the top of the white shirt was unconstrained, with two buttons loose, and the picture below the throat bone was very sexy.

When the lights on all sides shone, the man's side face was stern, his outline was half-illuminated, and there was an inexplicable sense of abstinence and seduction.

Wen Yao rolled his throat silently, and turned his head to look out the car window.

Then I heard him say in a calm manner: "Recently, there are so many incidents of people being killed in a car late at night, regardless of gender, don't you know?"

Wen Yao really...don't know.

But it's been heard before.

She was silent for a while, and said: "Lingchuan law and order is very good."

He let out a deep sigh from his throat, and smiled a little, all of which were extremely ironic, "People who are dazzled by beauty, who cares about this with you, if it is useful, it is not called being killed, but an attempt .”

Either rape or kill.

Wen Yao glanced at him, "Can't you expect me to order?"

Yan Sui reasoned with her expressionlessly: "I'm just telling you about possible dangerous incidents, so that you can grow your knowledge and memory."

Wen Yao moved her lips slightly and closed her mouth.

Can't tell him.

She felt that Yan Sui should not be an investment banker, but should become a lawyer. He can speak well, and when he goes to court, he will stare at people when he is unhappy, which will definitely scare the other party into speechless.

But she changed her mind, "Then you can arrange a pick-up driver for me?"

After all, she was also Mrs. Yan, so it was no problem to ask for a driver.

"If there are free ones, don't use them. If I have to pay for someone, whose wife is as prodigal as you."

Wen Yao: "..."

Her ears were a little hot. First, she was ashamed by his wife who came out of nowhere, and second, she was angry at his words.

If she hires a driver, she'll lose her fortune?
Is his [-] million watch paper?

... No, it was pre-marital property, and it was spent on his own money, which had nothing to do with her.

She exhaled, and said very backbone: "I can pay for it myself."

Yan Sui glanced at her sideways, as if disdainful, "With your salary, you hired a driver to drink Northwest Wind? If you want to rely on the Wen family, as far as I know, Qiming is probably about to go bankrupt."

Wen Yao could hear the bright sneer in his tone.

She clenched her fists.

gritted teeth.

"never mind."

When she couldn't help but want to punch him, the man suddenly said seriously, "Since you are married to me, I won't just sit idly by. It's such a small matter as hiring a driver. Your husband and I still have the ability and responsibility." financial resources."

"..."

Wen Yao's clenched fist loosened bit by bit.

They were all sweating.

She pulled a piece of paper and wiped it vigorously and slowly.

It's like torturing an innocent soft tissue.

With a smile on her face, she looked at Yan Sui with eyes full of autumn water, gritted her teeth, and said every word, "Thank you husband."

Yan Sui's hand holding the steering wheel tightened suddenly, the veins on the back of his hand throbbed slightly, and he turned his head to look at her.

Her thin lips were pursed tightly, and her eyes were deep.

Wen Yao blinked at him without changing her expression, as if she didn't notice the darkness in his eyes.

Word games.

Who won't play anymore.

Just allow his husband and wife, but she can't do it?
This glance lasted for a few seconds.

It's not that Wen Yao doesn't believe in Yan Sui's driving skills, it's mainly because he's still on the road, and there are two lives in the car, so life matters.

I had to remind him kindly: "Husband, don't look at me while driving, pay attention to safety."

When Yan Sui is not smiling, he is stern and indifferent, with sharp eyebrows and eyes that make people daunting. When he smiles, he is less repulsive and more casual.

He looked at Wen Yao, slightly curling his lips.

The thick black eyes retracted from her face meaningfully, "Okay."

Wen Yao involuntarily shivered, feeling a chill on the back of her neck.

Both of them kept quiet in the driving behind.

But there seems to be something unclear and strange flowing in the air.

After returning home, Wen Yao realized that Yan Sui's actions were so fast.

The aunt who cooks has been found. She is a middle-aged woman in her 40s, named Aunt Kui.

But because of working overtime at the company today, Wen Yao had already had dinner and didn't need supper, so after Aunt Kui recognized her, she was sent away by Yan Sui.

"Doesn't she live here? There are still a few rooms on the first floor."

"Ah."

Yan Sui only responded and didn't say much.

Wen Yao blocked him with his own words: "It's so late, what if something dangerous happens...?"

Yan Sui raised his eyes, gave her an indifferent look, then filled her mug with water, drank a whole glass in front of her, and then said slowly: "She doesn't live here because she lives in the back garden. Among the small western-style building and the villa, I chose the former, which is only five or six minutes away from here."

And he also has selfishness.

It is always more convenient for two people to stay together.

Wen Yao was dumbfounded.

In fact, she has been here in Huainan Bay for a while, and she has never been around, but she has also seen a place not far from here through the window. There is a very beautiful small western-style building with a garden, which makes a woman's heart flutter. kind of.

Never thought it was his.

Yan Sui took another glass of water, "Drink?"

If Wen Yao knew that there were still small western-style buildings to live in, he would never choose this modern, cold-toned, impersonal and empty villa!
Wen Yao said with a sullen face, "No, drink."

What mood is there to drink water, and it is the cup he used!Her Angel baby was simply ruined in his hands!

After leaving a word, Wen Yao thumped and went upstairs.

Yan Sui slightly raised his eyebrows on the spot.

He looked down at the mug in his hand, shook it, and the water shook.

Isn't it that he drinks first and then pours it for her, so why is he so angry?

Yan Sui pondered, let her do it next time.

Finally he drank the water himself and went upstairs.

Wen Yao plunged into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, people calmed down a lot.

It was true that Yan Sui hadn't mentioned to her about the Xiaoyanglou before, and she hadn't asked, so she couldn't blame Yan Sui in detail.

And if she wanted to, she could move in.

It's just that she is not very willing to let her move now, after all, she has lived here for a while.

Yan Sui sat on the sofa with a few thick books in his hands and beside his legs.

She walked over wiping her hair, Yan Sui looked up at her.

Seeing the hair dripping water, she frowned slightly, "Why don't you blow dry."

At this moment, Wen Yao's mood is very calm, so she patiently replied: "It hurts my hair."

When she is not at work, she still has a leisurely way to take care of herself. After work, she has been busy and neglected to take care of her hair, so her hair is a little dry and frizzy.

Now that the weather is hot, she feels that her hair will dry naturally after going to the balcony for a while.

I don't think there is anything.

Yan Sui hooked his hand towards her.

"what?"

He gestured to the book in his hand and explained: "Don't you like reading books on financial investment banking? These are."

He looked at her, thinking that she probably understood what he meant as a gesture of goodwill.

After all, he drank water before her.

"..."

Wen Yao paused, looking at him with a strange look.

After two seconds, there was a slow "oh" before walking over.

Yan Sui just wanted to pass the time for Wen Yao, but he didn't expect her to take it so seriously.

After he came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, Wen Yao was still watching.

He didn't come forward to bother, and left straight to the study.

He stayed in the study for nearly two hours, and when he returned to the bedroom, Wen Yao was engrossed in the book, and he didn't even know he was coming when he got stuck in it.

When he walked over and sat next to Wen Yao, she covered her heart in fright, "Why do you walk without making a sound?"

Elusive.

"You are taking it too seriously."

The man said lightly.

Wen Yao really took it seriously.

She even felt that this was indeed the book Yan Sui gave her, and she benefited a lot from reading it.

"how do you feel?"

Staring at the book all the time, Wen Yao kept his cross-legged posture unchanged.

I didn't feel it before, but now that I stopped, I felt that my lower body was stiff. She moved a little, closed the book, and frowned.

"It's not bad. There are some project cases in it that are worth looking at." She is actually a newcomer to the investment bank, and there are still many things she doesn't understand.

While she was talking, she wanted to straighten her legs, but she was swaying here and there. Yan Sui couldn't stand it anymore, so he held her arm and gave her a hand.

Finally straightened, she let out a comfortable breath.

There were red marks on both fair legs.

Under the light, it is shining brightly.

She stretched out her hand and pressed it, but she was still a little stiff and sour, and took the time to ask him, "Are you done?"

"Ah."

Yan Sui's hand reached out and landed on her lap.

Wen Yao's fingertips trembled.

The man seemed to have done it countless times, very casually and familiarly, putting her leg on his knee.

Wen Yao was forced to sit sideways, feeling the strength from his hand.

From her calves to her knees, then to her thighs, and then back to the original path, the cycle was repeated. The technique was appropriate and moderate, which relieved her numbness and stiffness.

Wen Yao raised his head.

Yan Sui happened to be looking at her too.

Their eyes couldn't help but meet each other.

His eyes were pitch black, and the bottom of them was as dark as a pool, quiet and deep.

In the touching sight, it seems to be entangled like a thread.

It was quiet all around.

Yan Sui's movements slowed down a little, and then he leaned forward.

Wen Yao subconsciously closed her eyes when he kissed her.

The supported body fell backwards uncontrollably.

Yan Sui supported the back of her head with his hand, wrapped her waist with the other arm, and made her half lean in his arms.

Only kissed for a while.

Yan Sui propped himself up on top of her, and brushed her dry hair away from her cheeks with his hands, "Are your legs still sore?"

Wen Yao shook his head.

It's not sour for a long time.

But she is more numb.

It's that crunchy.

Yan Sui picked her up.

A perfect princess hug.

Embrace warm and firm.

Go to the bed and lay down.

Wen Yao knew what was going to happen, so she gave a small reminder, "Turn off the lights."

Warm breath fell on her ears.

The room darkens.

Wen Yao was covered by his breath, her heart beat a little faster.

The kiss landed on her cheek, the bridge of her nose, and then her lips.

go down.

Wen Yao hugged his shoulders, pursing her hot lips.

Tonight's Yan Sui was not as irritable as the previous few times, he was very gentle, and his movements were extraordinarily slow.

hug her, kiss her.

own her.

"calls me."

Wen Yao was in a daze, her voice was hoarse, "Huh?"

"who am I?"

She always felt that this question was very familiar.

While sweating profusely, say his name.

"wrong."

"Think again."

Still familiar dialogue.

Wen Yao couldn't figure it out, but he suddenly changed.

Become strong, fierce.

Wen Yao was so startled that she blurted out to call him husband.

The man slowed down.

In an instant it became a storm again.

...

Wen Yao thought to himself, this person is probably crazy.