marital love

Seeing that the car was getting closer and closer to the familiar hotel, Wen Yao couldn't care less about being bored.

He squeezed his bag tightly and was ready to get off at any time.

But Yan Sui stopped the car.

She turned her head and frowned, "Where are you driving? I'm here."

The man didn't look at her, "Parking lot, I live here."

"..."

Wen Yao pursed her lips.

After parking the car.

Wen Yao unbuckled his seat belt and was about to get out of the car.

She didn't want Yan Sui to stop her.

"wait."

"Are you okay?"

She is honest and sincere, when she is trying to be cute, when she has something to ask for, she will be respectful and say "you", but now she is tired of it, and just say "you" casually.

Draw a line.

The difference is clear.

Yan Sui stared at her silently for a few seconds with those dark eyes, and then moved away. He opened the storage compartment with his hand and took out an object from inside.

"Is this yours?"

Wen Yao followed and looked down.

In the palm of his hand, there is a diamond-shaped earring of Hetian jasper.

Wen Yao touched her earlobe subconsciously.

This is hers.

I remember that she was wearing a cheongsam that day, and when she went back to wash up, she found that one of the earrings was missing. She didn't care, but he picked it up unexpectedly.

"It's mine." She stretched out her hand to take it.

I don't want the man to suddenly close his palms.

She took a blank.

Looking up at him puzzled.

Yan Sui also stared at her, his dark eyes locked on.

It was obviously a simple look, but subtle changes had taken place in his demeanor and temperament.

Wen Yao couldn't help but raise his heart.

In the next second, I heard him say, "I don't even know how to say thank you, but I want to take things away from me. Do you think it's possible?"

Wen Yao took a slow breath, raised the corners of her lips slightly, and smiled fakely, "I must know the basic manners of being a human being, but it also depends on who it is to. People like Mr. Yan..."

She paused, her beautiful fox eyes narrowed, she seemed to be smiling brightly, and her tone was teasing, "Let's forget it. I didn't like this thing much at first, and I don't think it's a pity to lose it. If Mr. Yan has a collection If you like it, you can keep it, and it doesn’t matter to me if you throw it away.”

Yan Sui looked at her deeply with a calm expression.

"Are you done?" he asked in a low voice.

Wen Yao vaguely sensed that something was wrong, so she involuntarily leaned back a little, and put her hands behind her back to close the car door.

"of course."

He smiled coldly with no clear meaning, "Miss Wen is really generous."

Wen Yao remained unchanged, "Thank you for the compliment."

Then pull the doorknob.

Unexpectedly, Yan Sui's hand came like a gust of wind, and before Wen Yao could react, he wrapped her arms around her waist, and suddenly brought him in front of him, fiercely and fiercely.

Wen Yao was caught off guard and opened her eyes wide.

The oppressive breath overwhelmed Wen Yao, who was so frightened that she closed her eyes.

The darkness shrouded her, but she could feel the warm breath brushing her cheek again and again.

He is very close to her.

This was Wen Yao's first feeling after regaining consciousness.

The second is the hand imprisoned on her waist, which is very powerful.

She seemed to really annoy him.

"Are you afraid now?"

The man's voice is hoarse.

Wen Yao slowly opened her eyes and bumped into his deep vision.

She tried to struggle, raised her hand to push him away, "Mr. Yan, this is..."

He suddenly leaned over, his eyes still on her.

Get closer to her.

Wen Yao constricted her pupils sharply, unable to say anything.

The hand that was about to land on his chest stopped in mid-air for an instant, not daring to move it.

He stopped within a centimeter of her lips.

Yan Sui could feel the tight and rapid breathing of the people close to him, and his neck was stiff, but he didn't dare to act recklessly and act rashly.

He looked at her trembling eyelashes, a blush slowly appeared on her cheeks, and she was very nervous and uneasy.

Yan Suiwei raised his eyebrows invisibly.

"How am I?"

Wen Yao's vision was doubled and blurred, she tried to focus.

Failed because it was too close.

Yet her heart was beating violently.

Swallowing his dry throat, he couldn't make a sound.

He watched Yan Sui's face change angle, as if he was going to kiss him.

Wen Yao was so frightened that she closed her eyes tightly again, clutching his collar with her fingers, her fingertips trembling.

One second, two seconds...

However, after a few minutes.

He didn't move.

Did not kiss her.

Just when Wen Yao couldn't help opening her eyes again, the man's voice brushed past her ears, low and slowly, as if mocking, "Miss Wen thought I would kiss you?"

The breath passed by, and the ears were numb.

"What are you thinking, dreams are not so beautiful."

I don't know if it's because of his shame or some other reason, Wen Yao suddenly got a force and pushed him away.

Yan Sui leaned back, with a bright sneer on his lips.

Wen Yao stabilized her mind, stroked her hair with a warm face, and said sarcastically: "...Mr. gentlemen--"

She took a deep breath and said with a smile: "If you have the leisure to flirt with me here, why don't you spend more time talking about love with my sister, so that she won't become a grudge at a young age?" The resentful daughter."

"Is it."

Floating two words.

It seems that she didn't listen to her words.

Wen Yao didn't bother to bother, and directly opened the car door.

This time there was no blocking.

Yan Sui soon followed.

She walked into the elevator with him.

The difference is that she is on the 23rd floor, while Yan Sui is on the top floor.

The most luxurious and expensive presidential suite.

The corner of Wen Yao's eyes glanced at the lit elevator button, and she sneered inwardly.

It's great to be rich.

He took the initiative to distance himself from him and stood aside.

Yan Sui could feel it naturally, but he didn't react at all.

Wen Yao was behind, looking at his hands for a while, and staring at the slowly rising floors.

In the end, he still fixed his eyes on Yan Sui.

No way, there were only her and him in the elevator.

And his presence cannot be ignored.

Wen Yao was afraid that she would suffocate herself if she continued like this, so she shook her foot, finally leaned against the wall of the car, and turned her head slightly, "Is there really no room for negotiation about the interview?"

"What do you say?"

Yan Sui did not choose to remain silent because of her series of almost childish teasing just now.

His tone was calm and admonishing.

Wen Yaoquan pretended not to hear, and said bluntly: "I think so."

He seemed to smile.

Very light very light.

Then the words were stinging: "Go back and rest early, there is everything in the dream."

Wen Yao was the first to hold back her anger, "You are doing favoritism and cheating, deceiving the public and ignoring the law."

"Good eloquence."

It sounds like a sincere compliment.

Wen Yao, however, found it funny and angry, "I passed KZ's first round of interviews through a formal, fair and just process. If you hadn't intervened suddenly, I would definitely have stayed in KZ."

He almost said by name that he was deliberately targeting her.

Said he was shameless and stingy.

"you will not."

"I will," she insisted.

"Why would you?" He asked flatly.

Wen Yao couldn't help raising her voice, "Why do you think I can't!"

Done.

There was an instant silence in the elevator.

Immediately after it stopped, the elevator doors opened.

A young man walked in.

Stepping in, as if sensing something was wrong, he stopped inexplicably, and then walked in.

Because of the arrival of a third party, the topic of Wen Yao and Yan Sui stopped.

fell into a brief calm.

However, it was like calm sea water, but the bottom was already turbulent and tumbling.

Arrive at the 18th floor.

The man leaves.

Once again, only Wen Yao and Yan Sui were left in the elevator.

Nobody spoke.

Wen Yao closed her eyes, not wanting to admit her grievances, nor to show weakness in front of him.

After a while.

Yan Sui said calmly: "It's not just my decision, the outcome was already doomed when your information was presented on the KZ interviewer's desktop."

Wen Yao didn't believe it, she insisted that it was he who avenged himself publicly.

Ignore him.

After a while, she said unconvinced: "Then why do I want to enter KZ?"

"What do you want to say?"

Because of her words, the man turned his head to look over.

His cold gaze fell on her, with probing and menacing eyes.

Wen Yao sneered, pretending to be stupid, "What, what."

He stepped forward and approached suddenly.

Yan Sui's brows were cold, sharp as a knife's edge, and his thin lips parted slightly: "I warn you, Wen Yao, don't play tricks in front of me."

Wen Yao was slightly taken aback, then lifted her lips and smiled.

Smiling, very charming.

It was the first time he called her name.

Wen Yao suddenly discovered that his own name sounded so nice when he said it.

Warm and gentle.

Although it was a cold warning, she could hear a slight hint of affection.

I don't know if I have masochistic tendencies.

"How could it be playing tricks? You are not the only D, Director, and MD in KZ. At worst, there are also a few VPs. They all have the right to speak. What do you think, Mr. Yan——Yan Sui."

At this point where she was almost tearing her face apart, she didn't hide it, and even dared to call out her first and last names.

"what are you going to do."

what does she do.

Wen Yao shrugged her shoulders, and said casually: "It seems that there are still married or not, I am kind enough to help solve personal problems, do you have any opinions?"

Her eyes were bent into crescent moons, pure and innocent.

What comes out is sharp and vulgar.

Yan Sui's eyes darkened, "So you want to sell your appearance and serve others with your body?"

Wen Yao's eyes widened, as if hearing some appalling words, she expressed her shock: "How can you say that, it's obviously your wish and mutual benefit."

As if thinking of something, she sneered mockingly, "I thought this kind of thing was very common in your kind of upper class, why does Mr. Yan seem so surprised, maybe no one is throwing their arms around you, Or……"

She looked him up and down without restraint, from head to toe, "Mr. Yan is still there?"

Wen Yao ignored the man's increasingly stern expression, she got excited and couldn't bear to stop, so she pushed her further.

"Hmm... a 30-year-old boy, seems to be not bad?"

The cold words came down, "Of course I can't compare to Miss Wen. When I see a man, I can't walk, and my appetite is so low that I even dare to post a second marriage."

Wen Yao knew who he was talking about, and for some reason, the anger that had been suppressed before suddenly surged up.

She looked at him coldly, "What's wrong with the second marriage? Are there still few second marriages in this era? Where did Mr. Yan get the confidence to make irresponsible remarks to others?"

"Why, you started to protect me before you even got on with it?"

His words were quiet and light, his tone casual, but his face was serious.

Wen Yao snorted and shut her mouth.

She turned to look at the floor numbers.

The 23th floor is here.

"Ding." One sound.

Wen Yao walked straight away.

Just as she took one foot, a force came from behind her, and she was sternly pulled.

Suddenly bumped into the man's broad chest.

A hand was placed in front of her eyes, pressing the keys neatly.

The elevator doors then closed.

Wen Yao became angry from embarrassment: "What are you doing!"

There are strong and strong arms stretched around the waist.

Wen Yao hurriedly pushed his hand away.

Yan Sui was indifferent.

He stared at the top of her hair, watching her struggling hard, but it didn't work at all.

"What are you in a hurry for? I want to leave before I finish speaking. Miss Wen doesn't know the rules. I don't mind teaching you."

"I have nothing to say to you!"

Wen Yao hastily interrupted him.

Writhing to escape.

Being suppressed to death, there was no room for her to break free.

This time Wen Yao really felt the power gap between men and women.

It also really reflected the distance between her and Yan Sui.

Not only is it unattainable.

Simply a world of difference.

She vaguely regretted why she provoked him like this.

Usually, she has such a good personality, but when she meets him every minute, it's like laying a thunderbolt, but he is right when he steps on it.

"Miss Wen doesn't have it, but I do."

After struggling for a while, the other party stood still, Wen Yao was out of breath, her waist was about to break, she gritted her teeth and reminded: "Mr. Yan, there are surveillance cameras in the elevator."

"Oh, so what."

A light sentence, but also very arrogant.

Can't do anything!

He has money and power, who can do what he can.

Wen Yao felt like an ant at this moment, as long as Yan Sui moved his fingers casually, he could easily crush her to death.

She glanced at the elevator numbers.

In the end, he closed his eyes and chose to surrender.

After all, the 23rd floor has already passed.

Even if she wanted to go down, she could only wait for Yan Sui to reach the top floor before coming down again.

Not knowing which one he would play, Wen Yao contemplated for a few seconds, and said, "What exactly is Mr. Yan's meaning? It's very hard for you to behave like this now so that I don't suspect that you are plotting against me."

"No doubt."

Wen Yao froze for a moment, not allowing her to think too much.

The man spoke again.

"Don't you want to sleep with me?"

He lowered his head, looked at her with his dark eyes, paused every word, "I'll give you this chance."

?

Wen Yao was stunned in vain.

But the next moment.

The strength that restrained her suddenly loosened and disappeared.

Wen Yao didn't know why, doubts were deeply expressed on his face.

Yan Sui retreated to his original position.

Keep some distance from her.

Slowly tidied up his messy clothes, then straightened his tie, and even put down the rolled up cuffs, smoothing them out.

He looked calm and composed, as if he wasn't the one who said that just now, as if nothing had happened.

Wen Yao was still in a daze.

Yan followed his peripheral vision and did not miss the sluggish look on her face.

He twitched the corner of his mouth very lightly.

Wen Yao blinked slowly.

A very rebellious idea came to her mind.

Sleeping for free... him?

There is such a good thing? ? ?