I couldn't stand it anymore, He Shao banged me on the wall every day, asking for remarriage.

Wen Wan slept comfortably on He Lanchen's big bed until noon when she woke up. When she opened her eyes, she saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

Her mind was racing. Thinking that this was He Lanchen's bedroom, she quickly opened the quilt and got up.

Wen Wan was about to put on her slippers when she looked down and saw the coat she was wearing. She couldn't help but frown. He Lanchen had a mysophobia. She didn't even take off her coat and pants, so he put her on the big bed. What did this mean?

She heard the sound of English conversation coming from the balcony. He Lanchen took off his suit jacket and wore a suit vest of the same color. He put one hand on his waist. The dazzling sunshine at noon shone on him, elongating his tall figure.

Wen Wan stood there and was fascinated by what she saw. Apart from this man having a bad personality and not loving her, his face was really amazing. At least no one in the entertainment industry could compare with him.

He Lanchen had long known that Wen Wan was peeking at him. Her slender figure was reflected in the balcony glass.

She actually peeked at him secretly, and found that this little surprise gave him great encouragement.

Just as Wen Wan was about to move away, He Lanchen turned around holding the phone. Their eyes met, and the air was filled with embarrassment.

She returned to the bedroom and sat down beside the bed in a daze. Just when she was thinking about how to face He Lanchen, he walked up to her with his cell phone in hand.

"Have you had enough sleep?" He Lanchen lowered his eyes and stared at Wen Wan who was in a daze.

When she heard his words, her face blushed unconsciously. These three words sounded very ambiguous.

"I fell asleep in the car, why didn't you wake me up?" Wen Wan chose to continue sitting by the bed. She did not dare to face He Lanchen's strong aura.

He sat down next to her, threw the phone in his hand and played with it. His casual and comfortable look was not at all like the stern and cold person he used to be.

"Are you afraid of me?" He Lanchen moved slightly closer to Wen Wan, his thin lips almost touching her face.

Wen Wan held her breath and spoke carefully, "Young Master He thinks too much."

"There is no best."

He Lanchen stretched out his big hand towards her.

Wen Wan stared at the enlarged palm in front of her. His fingers were long and white, and his neatly manicured fingernails could be seen with the palm facing upward.

She twisted her little hand and put it on his big hand, and he frowned.

"Pretending to be stupid with me?" He Lanchen asked coldly, biting his back molars, glaring at Wen Wan with his black eyes.

She retracted her little hand angrily, wondering why he was suddenly angry again?

"I really don't understand what Mr. He means."

Wen Wan was not ashamed to ask.

Instead of trying hard to guess, it would be better to let He Lanchen announce the answer.

"You gave Qin Zhen a tie clip, what about mine?" He spread his palms in front of Wen Wan again and asked her for a gift.

Wen Wan showed a shocked expression. He Lanchen, who owned a listed group, actually asked her for a gift.

"Not prepared." She didn't want to lie.

At that time, Qin Zhen was going to work abroad. Before leaving, she gave him a gift to express the simple feelings between the senior brothers and sisters.

It's not He Lanchen's birthday yet, and he has so much money that he can't spend it all, so why would he care about the gift she gave him?

"Wen Wan, am I so ridiculous in your eyes?"

He retracted his palm and stood up from the bed.

Wen Wan looked up at the angry man in front of her, and she also stood up, "My senior brother is on a business trip abroad, and giving him a parting gift is a gift to make up for the last time he took care of me. You also injured him today, and what about you?" If you are so rich, how can you care about the gifts I gave you?"

He Lanchen was so angry, but he couldn't take it out on her.

He paced irritably on the spot, holding his hands on his lean waist, staring at her with his dark eyes, "You are determined not to give me a gift, right?"

"I really have no money, unless you are willing to accept anything less than ten yuan."

Wen Wan felt that it was definitely not uncommon to give him ten yuan, which would save him another two bucks on buying steamed buns.

He Lanchen was so angry that he kicked the trash can away and shouted angrily at her, "If you dare to give it away, I will accept it."

She stood on tiptoes, raised her hand and put it against his forehead, "There's no fever at all!"

When Wen Wan's soft palm touched He Lanchen's forehead, both of them were startled.

Such a natural and intimate action was the first time they had done so in three years of marriage.

Realizing that she had done something wrong, Wen Wan was about to retract her hand and leave He Lanchen. As a result, her slender waist was tightly wrapped by his long arms, and her whole body was pressed against him. There was at least a breath between them. Feel each other's physical reactions.

"Don't move unless you want me to do something to you."

He Lanchen held Wen Wan in his arms. The soft and delicate body in his arms was the beauty he thought about day and night.

Wen Wan was afraid of making him angry, so she quickly explained, "I didn't mean to touch your forehead just now. The quality of something worth ten yuan is very poor."

She politely gave up the idea of ​​sending He Lanchen a gift, hoping that he would accept her proposal.

He Lanchen's big hands were pressed against Wen Wan's back, and his handsome face with deep contours was pressed against her soft cheek. This scene made it look like they were rubbing their ears together.

"As long as it is a gift from you, I will accept even a strand of your hair and keep it properly."

He was particularly eager to receive the gift from Wen Wan.

She couldn't resist He Lanchen, and couldn't think of a reason to give a gift. She gently pushed his shoulders with both hands, "Then I'll think about what to give you. Can you wait?"

He Lanchen nodded gently, "Well, I'll wait for you."

"Can you let me go now?" Wen Wan was afraid of having a stomachache.

She is still a month old, and her pregnant belly has not yet shown her pregnancy. When she is a little older, she will not be able to hide the baby in her belly.

He Lanchen carried her to the bed and placed her on the big bed.

"What do you want to do?" Wen Wan fearfully covered the collar of her clothes with her hands and looked at He Lanchen with vigilant eyes.

He saw the bruises on her wrists and the way she rejected him, thinking that what happened in the car last night might have frightened her.

"I'm a little tired, please take a rest with me."

He Lanchen's slender legs clamped Wen Wan's feet, and his arms hugged her tightly.

Wen Wan felt that the man was like an octopus. She twisted her body, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead after twisting her body a few times. He refused to relax at all, so she had to give up resistance.

"Just sleep with me for a while and be good."

He Lanchen hugged her and slowly closed his eyes.

Wen Wan slept in a separate room with him these days, and He Lanchen's sleep had always been normal. Since he came back from a business trip and slept separately with her, the quality of his sleep had become much worse.

Wen Wan lost her sleep, probably because she had just woken up and was not sleepy. She thought of He Lanchen's recent busy schedule in taking care of Qiao Yiyi in the hospital, and she got angry and pulled away his big, obstructive hand on her waist.

The sleeping man was unconscious.