marital love

Originally, Wen Yao thought that Yan Sui was talking about sleeping in separate beds just for fun, just to teach her a lesson and improve her memory.

After all, she was thinking, based on her previous experience, Zhao Yan Sui's enthusiasm for her should not be able to bear being alone and sleepless, even a man can't bear it if he can't eat.

But she is too naive.

For two consecutive days, Yan Sui slept in the guest room next door, and the two of them saw each other all day without looking up or down. Yan Sui completely regarded her as an invisible person.

One night Wen Yao went downstairs to get some fruit, and happened to meet Yan Sui in the living room.

She tried to talk to him.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the man got up and left without even giving her a look.

Immediately Wen Yao laughed angrily.

Look, what does it mean to push the nose and eyes, it's really exciting, right?

The lower she puts her posture, the more this man pushes his feet.

Wen Yao couldn't get angry, took the fruit and rushed over aggressively, bumped into his shoulder and walked in front of him.

Angrily dropped a sentence: "Blocking my way!"

Regardless of Yan Sui's expression behind her, she also has a temper, who would like to put a hot face on a cold ass.

After going upstairs, she took a mouthful of cherries and stuffed strawberries into her mouth, treating them as Yan Sui, and viciously swallowed them into her stomach.

After a while, it took some support before stopping.

She continued to count sheep to sleep that night.

During the day, she received a call from Ye Zhi, and the other party said in the usual tone, "What are you doing, my sister?"

Wen Yao stared at the strong coffee in her hand, and frowned at the bitter taste, "Drink coffee."

"Coffee at this hour, aren't you busy?"

03:30 in the afternoon, it's okay to say I'm busy.

She took a sip, and her facial features wrinkled - she knew that drinking tea would be fine, and she didn't listen to Ida's introduction of this thing, what didn't sleep well, the bitter coffee used to refresh her mind.

"How about you, how is the preparation of the new clothes going? Has everything been resolved?"

She was busy competing with Yan Sui these two days, and didn't pay much attention to Ye Zhi's side, and when she asked, the other party said that everything was fine.

In the past, Ye Zhi would have smiled and said it was all right, but now she is rarely silent.

Wen Yao stopped his movements immediately, and couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart.

"Miss Zhi?"

"Not yet, there's a little trouble I haven't dealt with for the time being." Ye Zhi said unhurriedly.

Wen Yao could hear the hesitation in her voice, and subconsciously asked, "What's wrong?"

"I've been thinking for the past two days, which dog is messing with me behind my back, thinking about it, it seems that the only person I offended recently was that we were in the bar that day."

When Ye Zhi said this, Wen Yao understood.

"Yan Yang?"

"It is said that the surname is Qin."

Wen Yao put down his coffee, and as soon as his mind turned, he remembered who this person was.

Qin Kang.

The one who followed Yan Yang that day.

Now it makes sense.

Why those people smashed Ye Zhi's company in the name of teaching a lesson is because they knew her relationship with Yan Sui and couldn't afford to offend Yan Sui, so they attacked Ye Zhi.

After all, Ye Zhi was dragged into the water by her.

Thinking of this, Wen Yao's eyes darkened.

"Yoyao." Ye Zhi looked serious, calling her softly and solemnly.

Wen Yao held her breath, "Sister Zhi, tell me."

"This time when the new clothes are launched, I have a very good reputation in the previous game, and its results are very important to me. You know that I have a bad relationship with my dad. He has been forcing me to go back. If I lose, it will probably be the same. There’s really no room for struggle anymore.”

Speaking of the latter, there was some self-mockery and depression in her voice.

Then he continued: "Before I always said that you have backing and confidence, and I didn't want to use your favor to gain Yan Sui's glory, but this time, I..."

The words did not continue.

Wen Yao understood, "I know, Sister Zhi, we are friends, your business is my business, this incident was originally caused by me, how could you be implicated for no reason."

Ye Zhi is a very proud person. She insisted on going her own way to achieve her current career single-handedly, and she didn't want to wait for failure.

She has strong self-esteem and will not easily admit defeat and bow to anyone.

This was the first time she had been so submissive in front of Wen Yao, which made Wen Yao feel very uncomfortable.

Before, she had thought of getting Yan Sui to help, but because she had a conflict with Yan Sui, and Ye Zhi insisted that it was okay, she didn't pursue it further.

Now that Ye Zhi has talked about this, it is impossible for her to ignore it.

Probably because he didn't want the topic to be too depressing, Ye Zhi smiled and said, "After I've been busy for a while, I'll invite you out for dinner. Recently, there is a newly opened hotpot restaurant with good reviews. I heard it's extremely spicy."

Wen Yao also responded easily, "Okay, I will kill you when the time comes."

It's just that after hanging up the phone, she felt a little heavy.

She was a little discouraged and thought, is it possible that she is really required to coax Yan Sui? -
She didn't have a clue about this until after get off work.

Dinner was only eaten when she got home, Yan Sui didn't come back, so she ate dully by herself.

Aunt Kui next to her frowned.

"Ma'am, are you still in a stalemate with your husband?"

Wen Yao absently peeled the shrimp, "Well, it's been a few days."

Aunt Kui groaned, "How can this be possible? If you quarrel for too long and hurt your feelings, if the husband refuses to give in, the wife can coax him."

Wen Yao paused, and suddenly thought, "Aunt Kui, do you have a solution?"

She thought that Aunt Kui was someone who had been there anyway, and she might have some tricks, so she cheered up and asked enthusiastically, "Can you tell me a little bit?"

Aunt Kui immediately opened her eyes and smiled, covering her mouth in a shy manner: "What can be done? The quarrel between husband and wife is nothing more than arguing at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. Besides, the guy in my family is different from Mr. He loves to eat! Get angry again If he cooks something delicious, Baba will be happy."

Wen Yao: "...that uncle is really easy to coax."

Aunt Kui blinked, "He's not as cold as Mr. He, what kind of flowers can he make by scratching his ears."

Wen Yao didn't dare to say that Yan Sui was rubbing his ears.

Nothing at all.

It's like a stone in a latrine, with a smelly and hard temper.

Wen Yao looked down at the food, what to eat?

It doesn't seem like she can do the cooking herself?
Apparently, Aunt Kui wanted to go with her and said, "You can ask Mr. when he will be back, and whether to eat supper. The important thing is sincerity."

That's the truth, but as far as her cooking skills...she can't even compliment her.

What's more, Yan Sui himself cooks well, it's so embarrassing for her to play tricks in front of him.

But now I don't care about being ashamed or not.

With some goals in mind, Wen Yao sped up her movements and ate, while saying to Aunt Kui, "Aunt Kui, come back later at night, and teach me how to cook first."

"Okay, it's fine." Aunt Kui agreed with a smile.

After Wen Yao finished eating, he looked at the time again.

It's almost ten o'clock.

After thinking about it, she still sent a message to Yan Sui, asking when he would be back.

After waiting for a while without a reply, he plunged into the kitchen.

Since it's a midnight snack, it's definitely impossible to have a few dishes and one soup. Wen Yao doesn't have that ability, so he can only think about pasta.

Aunt Kui suggested making dumplings.

Wen Yao thought it was okay, "Aunt Kui, where did you put the dumpling wrappers?"

Aunt Kui brought out a bag of flour: "The dumpling wrappers are all freshly made. I think the ones bought outside are not as good as rolling them yourself."

"..."

Aunt Kui is used to this kind of thing, even handy.

Pour in the flour, add water and salt, and let Wen Yao go over, "Wash your hands and knead the dough."

Wen Yao looked at the basin that was bigger than her head and was silent for two seconds, then began to roll up her sleeves.

Kneading dough is not as simple as she thought. First of all, it feels very bad and sticky. Even if she is not a clean freak, the flour on her hands makes her feel uncomfortable.

Under the guidance of Aunt Kui, she had sex for a while.

In the end, she was driven aside by Aunt Kui.

"You can't do this, you have skills in making faces, like this..."

Aunt Kui taught while talking, Wen Yao's flour-soaked hands were raised in mid-air, with an embarrassing expression on her face.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

She was startled.

Aunt Kui asked in surprise, "Is Mr. back?"

Wen Yao was also uncertain, "I'll go out and have a look."

After all, this is Yan Sui's home, and he still needs to ring the doorbell when he comes back.

Seeing that she was leaving just like that, Aunt Kui hurriedly called out: "Madam, wash your hands before you go!"

It was only then that Wen Yao came to her senses, she seemed to be overly excited, she washed her hands quickly, and ran out of the kitchen without caring about wiping them clean.

When she passed the entrance, she didn't see anyone on the visual screen.

He opened the door suspiciously, only to find that it was the doorbell on the other side of the door ringing.

She walked over.

The other party said, "Excuse me, is this Mrs. Yan?"

Wen Yao: "It's me."

"This is something Mr. Yan sent us over, please sign for it."

Wen Yao took it in a daze, and signed his name again, "What is it?"

The other party smiled: "Mr. Yan customized the clothes for your wife."

Wen Yao was even more at a loss.

Yan Sui even customized clothes for her?
How could she not know.

She took the box and returned to the living room in a daze.

Aunt Kui came out when she heard the movement, but she didn't see anyone, she was a little disappointed: "Isn't it sir?"

Wen Yao shook her head: "It's not him."

She put down the box of clothes, but didn't open it. She just picked up the phone, but there was no message from Yan Sui on it.

Unable to tell what emotion it was, he walked into the kitchen wearily.

Making dumplings is simple but complicated.

Wen Yao is a rookie in cooking, a pure novice, she has basically touched everything that should be done.

Peel garlic, cut ginger, add seasoning, prepare various fillings, fungus, cabbage, carrots, corn kernels, and use a meat grinder for the first time.

After Mian woke up, Yan Sui hadn't come back yet.

She started to learn how to roll dumpling wrappers from Aunt Kui again, which was really irregular without any skill or craftsmanship. Aunt Kui moved quickly and nimbly, and reminded her from time to time.

She only needs to plan the part that Yan Sui eats, and it doesn't matter if she moves slowly, she finally has something to watch, and then she makes dumplings.

She did it by hand, and watched Aunt Kui wrapping it several times, staring at the technique carefully before she dared to start.

It can barely be seen, as long as it doesn't reveal its secrets.

After a busy day, around eleven o'clock, work is considered over.

Before Aunt Kui left, she explained to her how to cook dumplings.

Wen Yao agreed, in fact, she can also search online.

When she was finally able to sit down and rest, her waist was a little sore, as was her neck, and she kept her head down.

Looking at the phone again, there are messages from other people, and the dialog box following Yan Sui, but his other end is still quiet.

Wen Yao sent another question mark.

Finally, I felt a little uncomfortable feeling left out.

"what……"

—simply inexplicable.

She hated it, saw the clothes box on the sofa, reached over to pick it up and opened it.

Only then did I realize that it was a silk cheongsam inside.

Pale yellow with purple bouquets.

Wen Yao stretched out the comfortable fabric and saw clearly what flowers were above.

Like the bouquet on Yan Sui's waist and abdomen, it is an iris.

Well done, why did Yan Sui buy her a cheongsam?
Is it asking for peace?

Then why don't you reply to a message.

Wen Yao was worried that he was thinking wildly, so he quickly put away the cheongsam, and flicked his phone in every possible way.

After a while, he yawned.

Then he lay down on the sofa.

Not long after, she fell asleep in a daze.

While sleeping soundly, she seemed to feel a little cold, she flinched subconsciously, and a sudden "pop" woke her up.

She opened her eyes suddenly.

Saw a pant leg.

Going up further, he met Shang Yan Sui's dark and deep eyes.

She sat up straight reflexively, and saw the watch that he had untied on the coffee table - it was this thing that woke her up.

"Why are you back so late?"

She just woke up, her voice was a little hazy, it sounded like she was complaining.

I have been dumb for two or three days now.

Yan Sui finally answered her, "Why are you sleeping here?"

Wen Yao looked around, couldn't help covering her face and yawned again, with teary eyes, "Waiting for you."

Yan Sui's eyes moved slightly, and he took off his tie slowly, "Wait for me to do something."

Wen Yao raised her chin, stood up, and followed behind him.

Instead of answering, ask: "Have you eaten?"

Yan Sui drank a lot of water at night, so he really didn't eat much.

"Ah."

Ok?
Wen Yao looked at his back suspiciously, so did he eat or not?

He tentatively said, "There are dumplings in the refrigerator, shall I cook some for you?"

Yan Sui paused, turned his head and glanced at her: "You know?"

The tone was flat.

But Wen Yao curled her lips when she heard this.

Isn't it just boiling in water, how difficult it can be in a few minutes!
Who do you look down on!
She nodded reservedly: "Of course I will."

Yan Sui didn't argue with her, and nodded indifferently, "Yes."

After getting his response, Wen Yao excitedly went to the kitchen.

Yan Sui took a shower first, stared at the direction of the kitchen at the railing on the second floor for 2 minutes, then turned and went to the study.

——Is it unfamiliar?

Looking at the simple boiled dumplings, Wen Yao really tossed a lot.

After she was done, she went upstairs to find someone, "The dumplings are cooked, you can come down and eat."

Yan Sui didn't raise his head, "Come right away."

"Oh, hurry up then."

Wen Yao closed the door of the study and walked downstairs.

Sit at the table and wait for him.

After waiting for 5 minutes, she saw that the color of the green onion on the surface had changed a little, and knocked on the door again, "Aren't you done yet?"

"almost."

Wen Yao frowned, "It won't taste good when it's cold, shall I serve it to you?"

"Need not."

Wen Yao urged again: "Really come down quickly."

Yan Sui didn't answer.

She paused before leaving.

This time I waited for a few more minutes, but there was still no movement upstairs.

Wen Yao felt a little angry.

She took out her mobile phone to count, thinking about giving Yan Sui another 2 minutes.

If he doesn't come down, she doesn't care.

2 minutes passed quickly, and when the bell rang, Wen Yao suddenly stood up.

She was mad.

Don't agree if you don't eat, don't listen to her after calling several times, and ruin her mind.

Looking at the lumpy dumplings, Wen Yao bit her lip, not even in the mood to clean up, and ran upstairs thumping.

What to eat, just starve to death.

Fortunately, she was so hot that she leaned forward.

Not long after she returned to her room, the door of the study finally opened.

A man comes out of it.

The lights in the dining room were still on, but no one was there.

Yan Sui walked over and looked at the decent dumplings on the table. The dumplings had changed color, the skin was a little dry, and the soup was absorbed and turned into a ball.

He took it to the kitchen, heated it in the microwave, and ate it.

It was a bit salty, but he ate it all without changing his face.

The kitchen is like a war.

Yan Sui collected it roughly, and then went upstairs at a leisurely pace.

When passing by the master bedroom, he saw the darkened crack in the door, paused slightly, and then crossed over to leave.

Wen Yao didn't know what happened downstairs.

She was just wronged and tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

After tossing like a salted fish for almost an hour, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, his eyes turned red with anger.

Thinking about Ye Zhi's matter again, thinking of the dream she had to coax him before, thinking of the quarrel at the bedside and the end of the bed that Aunt Kui said.

He turned over and took out the cheongsam signed for at night, put it on himself two or three times, sprayed some perfume on it, and rushed towards the guest.

Holding the doorknob, he pushed it open with ease——

When Yan Sui was sleepy, he felt something strange, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a towering lump in his bed.

Keep going up.

Immediately afterwards, the quilt was lifted from the chest.

Poke your head out.

A refreshing fragrance rushed into his breath, Wen Yao was above him, with his arms on his chest, wearing a cheongsam and riding on him.

The waterfall-like hair fell down, with an alluring vigor, like a captivating fairy.

Wen Yao was so hot after crawling for a while, most of it was because she was ashamed, after all, she pulled her face down and came to climb on the bed, and was caught straight.

But that's what she wanted.

"doing what."

Yan Sui looked at her deeply, his voice deep.

Wen Yao rolled his throat, and went to untie the strap of his bathrobe, "What are you talking about, can't you come to sleep with you?"

Although it is a question, it is especially straightforward.

The action of taking off the bathrobe was also unusually fast - there was nothing to take off at first.

Wen Yao touched his hot skin, feeling as if her palm was on fire, getting hotter.

She blinked, and lowered her head fiercely without hesitation.

The Overlord kissed him hard as if he was bowing hard.

Yan Sui held her waist, half-protecting her, and didn't let her kiss him at the beginning, "Do you know what time it is, you don't go to work tomorrow?"

Of course she knows!
She was so angry that she couldn't sleep until one o'clock!

He was about to die of anger, so he had to vent his anger on him.

"Why are you hiding!" She held his face fiercely, and kissed his lips this time, the roots of her ears were almost red enough to bleed.

Also completely ignored.

It's probably because she hasn't made love for a while, and she behaves so young that she stumbles across the kiss.

Yan Sui gasped as he was bitten by her, and there was an indistinct smile in his eyes, but he coaxed her indifferently on his face: "Be gentle, take your time."

As if being soothed, Wen Yao slowed down, licking and biting bit by bit.

Yan Sui couldn't bear this provocation for long.

After a while, he turned his back on the customer, turned over and put the person under him.

Wen Yao was so shocked that she almost didn't catch her breath, and when she regained her senses, she immediately grabbed his shoulder and said arrogantly: "I want to be on top!"

Yan Sui pressed her and didn't answer.

Wen Yao was in a hurry, "Let me go up!"

Yan Sui couldn't help but stick to her ear, "Are you sure?"

"just want it!"

Yan Sui switched positions again, allowing her to get what she wanted.