marital love

"Why are you here?"

Wen Yao recovered from the daze and shock, and asked subconsciously.

Mingming said earlier that he was so busy on a business trip that he even had little time to reply to messages.

Now that she suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, Wen Yao was frightened, but also faintly happy.

Even she didn't realize it, she stood up first, the corners of her lips slightly raised.

When she raised her eyes to meet the man's cold and indifferent eyebrows, she froze suddenly, feeling that his complexion was not very good-looking, and realizing that her words might be ambiguous, as if she didn't welcome him, she quickly explained.

"I don't mean anything else, I'm just too surprised..." After finishing speaking, he went to look at him again.

The man is tall and tall, wearing a suit and leather shoes, even if he comes here in a hurry, he has a clean and elegant atmosphere.

After hearing what she said, Yan Sui raised the corners of his mouth lightly, and then quickly suppressed it. He pulled the chair beside him and sat down. He glanced at the table, "Busy?"

Wen Yao looked over and saw that the tabletop was in a mess. The coffee was spilled just now, and it hadn't been cleaned up after wiping it. It looked very sloppy.

"Well, there are some things I haven't finished." A look of embarrassment flashed across her face, she packed up all the documents, folded them up and put them aside.

Yan Sui looked down at his watch, "Have you eaten yet?"

"have eaten."

She paused, looked up at him, her eyes brightened, "What about you?"

Yan Sui's expression was light: "No."

Wen Yao tentatively asked, "Shall I accompany you out for something to eat?"

He nodded proudly.

seems to have agreed to the proposal.

Wen Yao breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, inexplicably feeling that she was a little shorter in front of him, as expected she would subconsciously feel guilty and lower her posture if she wanted anything from others.

She packed up her things and took Yan Sui to her room.

When Lu Tu heard Yan Sui answer the phone, he turned to look at her.

Wen Yao met his gaze.

He said, "No need to book any more, what's the room number?"

Wen Yao froze for a moment before realizing that he was asking her in the second half of the sentence.

Although he was a little puzzled, he said it anyway.

Yan Sui repeated it to the phone, and then ordered: "Just send it here, I'm going out soon, so hurry up."

hang up the phone.

The two walked into the elevator together.

Send things?
Wen Yao was a little puzzled, what was it, and it needed to be sent to her room.

Did not ask directly.

She hugged the computer, her chest was full, her chin rested against the cold edge of the computer, and she stared straight ahead.

The space became airtight, and Wen Yao was a little nervous.

Compared to her uneasiness, Yan Sui was obviously more at ease.

It also seemed that he didn't notice her awkwardness at all.

Wen Yao had a lot of things in her hands, and her nerves were tense. The file bag and computer were pressed against her arms, and there were a few red marks on them.

The elevator in the middle stopped again, and someone else came in.

Wen Yao stood in the corner.

Her hands were a little sore, and she moved uncomfortably.

It caught the attention of the man next to him.

Sensing Yan Sui's gaze, Wen Yao looked up, her voice was very low: "What's wrong?"

Yan Sui glanced at her, and his eyes fell on her fair arm, the red marks were a little obvious.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and took the thing out of her hand.

Wen Yao was so unprepared, her arms were empty in the blink of an eye.

She moved her lips, trying to say something, but finally closed her mouth again.

Soon she reached the floor where her room was located.

Two or three people stood in front of them.

Just as Wen Yao took a small step, someone grabbed his hand suddenly.

A deep male voice sounded.

"Get out of the way." The person in front gets out of the way.

Wen Yao's mind went blank for an instant, and she was like a marionette, being led out of the elevator by Yan Sui.

When she gradually regained her composure, she lowered her head to look at their hands. Yan Sui's big palm wrapped her, which was extraordinarily warm, and her long fingers passed through her fingers intimately, clasping them tightly.

She seemed to be shivering, and she was about to pull it out without even thinking about it.

It was held tighter by the man.

Wen Yao struggled harder and threw him away violently.

Yan Sui was one step ahead of her, stopped and turned around, looking at her with deep eyes.

Wen Yao's heart tightened when he watched him, and she felt a creepy feeling. She used the hand he held to smooth down the hair on her cheek, and put it behind her ear. She blinked and said in a dazed way: " Me, I'm hot and my hands are sweating."

Seeing his silence, Wen Yao felt uneasy.

Her emotions were all too obvious on her face.

He was frightened, as if he was some kind of scourge.

He restrained his emotions and said in a relaxed tone: "Lead the way, and go out to eat after you put your things away."

Wen Yao hurried forward.

Yan Sui lowered his head to look at his empty palm, and then looked at the woman in front of him who wanted to run away on a hot wheel.

Pursing her lips, she strode forward.

Turn a corner and go straight to see her related room number plate.

When Wen Yao walked over, she saw a thin and well-mannered man standing in front of her door.

She was startled, and subconsciously slowed down, looking at the trolley case standing next to the man.

I checked the house number again, it was her room.

She frowned, "Hi, may I ask you..."

The man turned his head immediately, and said respectfully: "Hello Ma'am, I'm He Chi, the assistant of Mr. Yan, and I'm here to deliver luggage to Mr. Yan."

Wen Yao turned around and saw Yan Sui walking over unhurriedly from behind.

Only then did she understand what he meant when he asked her about her room number.

She took out her room card and stepped forward.

Just opened the door.

He Chi carried the suitcase and went in with great insight.

"..."

There was no chance for Wen Yao to stop him.

Yan Sui was already close and looked down at her, "Still going in?"

The warm breath fell on her smooth shoulders and neck, Wen Yao flinched, a little itchy, and was about to speak when He Chi came out, so she choked back the words.

After the task was completed, He Chi left immediately under the signal of Yan Sui's eyes.

Wen Yao felt that he had misunderstood her meaning, she brought him here just because she didn't want him to wait in the coffee shop.

He didn't say that he wanted him to pack all his luggage and send it over.

"Are you staying here tonight?"

Yan Sui met her with quiet and deep eyes.

Wen Yao's questioning made her feel bored and froze.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if examining her, and said in a deep voice, "I don't live here, where do I live, Mrs. Yan?"

Again.

Always like to ask her back.

She had become weak and unreasonable from being upright and confident.

Wen Yao disliked his attitude, but dared not say it out loud, especially the three words after him, as if they were beating her.

Wen Yao held back, and muttered reluctantly: "This is a hotel room arranged by the company, and the people living next door are all from the company."

She felt that she had reminded him bluntly enough.

But I don't want Yan Sui to completely dismiss it.

Squeeze away her shoulders and walk straight into the room, "Well, I know."

Wen Yao followed behind him, "Aren't you afraid of being discovered by others?"

Yan Sui turned around.

Wen Yao's eyelashes trembled in fright.

He pursed his thin lips lightly, and his black eyes looked at her with emotion and anger, without any emotion on his face.

However, Wen Yao could vaguely detect the coldness in it.

He was tall and tall, as if covering her, with deep eyes, Wen Yao met his gaze, as if someone had put a knife on his neck.

"Are you afraid?"

Wen Yao pondered the meaning behind these two words, but to no avail.

Some recklessly raised his lips and smiled at him, "After all, you and my sister seem to be in the relationship of a prospective fiancée, and you and I are both superiors and subordinates in the company. If someone with a heart takes advantage of this, I'm afraid Bad for you."

Her eyebrows and eyes are curved, her smile is moving, her eyes are as gentle as water, lingering.

Yan Sui's gaze fell on her face. Before, she had cut her hair to shoulder length, which made her look much more capable. Now it has grown a little longer, and it is loosely draped, making her palm-sized face more delicate.

The one-shoulder long dress has fair and eye-catching skin.

He took a second look, and said after a while, "You're only thinking about this now, isn't it a bit too late?"

"..."

Yan Sui seemed to have lost the patience to talk to her about these irrelevant topics, so he changed his shoes casually and walked in, and after a while, he saw Wen Yao still stuck in the hallway, motionless.

Frowning, "Drag your luggage and help me pack it up. I'm going to take a shower now."

Wen Yao was sullen, thinking that he really didn't regard herself as an outsider.

She moved slowly, and after Yan Sui entered the bathroom, she put his luggage away abruptly and walked into the bedroom quickly.

His eyelids trembled, and he didn't know whether Yan Suikan saw it or not.

He hurriedly stuffed the personal belongings at the end of the bed into the closet and hid them.

Seeing that Yan Sui's suit jacket was thrown on the bed, he picked it up and threw it on the sofa, a thin piece of fabric fell from the middle.

It was the panties she had dug out in the morning and hadn't had time to put them back in.

Wen Yao's face suddenly became hot, and she picked it up and put it away as if fleeing.

Then she looked around, and when she saw that there was nothing to hide, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and went out of the bedroom to help Yan Sui pack his luggage.

Wen Yao had never helped a man tidy up before, but he didn't expect it to be quite easy.

It's just that when he saw some things that were not to be viewed as evil, he still couldn't help biting his lips, closed his eyes, took them out and put them away.

Fortunately, Yan Sui didn't have many things, so he sorted them out quickly.

When Yan Sui came out after taking a shower and looked at the neatly stacked clothes and supplies, a smile flashed across his eyes.

Just when Wen Yao came in, seeing him look at the bed again, she couldn't help persuading him: "Why don't you book another room, or I can book it for you, this place is too small, and... "

She paused, met his clear and cold eyes, and said seriously: "This bed is also quite small, it sleeps two adults, and it's very crowded."

Wen Yao couldn't believe it himself.

But I have to say, after all, she is really not ready to sleep in the same bed with him.

Not to mention a little farewell is better than a newlywed.

Total bullshit.

Yan Sui was not annoyed, but arranged for her in a calm tone: "You sleep on the sofa."

"..."

Wen Yao held his breath in his chest and heaved violently twice.

Looking at her unconvinced and daring to complain, Yan Sui felt extremely happy, and asked casually, "What else do you want to say?"

Wen Yao couldn't find the words to refute, and her mind was numb, "No."

Perverse as a quail.

All the way to the restaurant, she was restless.

Yan Sui saw it and didn't say a word, giving her time to digest it by herself.

Wen Yao had indeed eaten dinner, because she still ordered something symbolically because she was with Yan Sui.

During the meal, Yan Sui didn't speak.

She is also happy to be dumb.

It was like performing a pantomime, and finally got through to the end.

She couldn't help it.

After leaving the restaurant, she was much calmer.

She thought about it, since Yan Sui is not afraid of exposing the relationship, then she doesn't need to hide it.

There is no need for unfounded worry and mediocrity.

Moreover, she and him are in a legally recognized husband and wife relationship, so they can see the light.

Even if the original intention of getting a marriage certificate is not sincere and beautiful, it is a solid fact.

After she figured it out, she felt much more relaxed, and it became natural to face Yan Sui.

"Have you finished your business?" She walked beside him and brought up the topic.

"No."

Wen Yao was puzzled: "Then why did you come here?"

"Come and inspect."

That's right, after all, he is the boss, and KZ employees are trained here, so it is normal for the boss to check posts.

It's just that he came all the way here, feeling a little fussy.

Wen Yao didn't dare to say this, she said dryly "Oh" and shut her mouth.

Fortunately, when I went back, I didn't meet anyone from the company.

She hastily locked the door behind her, feeling extremely guilty.

Turning around, she met Shang Yan's meaningful eyes.

Wen Yao's movements froze, and she pulled her lips with a fake smile, "Don't get me wrong, I'm doing this for the sake of safety."

Yan Suiruo said nothing had happened: "It's not bad to have this awareness."

Wen Yao was in a complicated mood.

He took his clothes and went to take a shower.

She glanced at the time and stayed in the bathroom for more than an hour with a blank expression.

After coming out, I saw Yan Sui sitting on the sofa in a leisurely manner. He raised his head when he heard the movement, and glanced at her with a half-smile, "I thought you didn't plan to come out, so you'll sleep in tonight."

Wen Yao smiled awkwardly, clutching the hem of her pajamas, "Women are all like this, washing up is more troublesome and slow."

"Is it."

He seemed to pick it up at random.

Wen Yao straightly nodded, like pounding garlic.

He patted the sofa and motioned for her to sit down.

Wen Yao hesitated for a while, but still walked forward and sat down with some distance from him.

"How many days will you be here?"

"Wait until your training is over."

Wen Yao did the math, there are still three days left.

It means that he will live here for three days...

Just thinking about Wen Yao made her eyes darken and her scalp tingle.

She was thinking wildly, and when she raised her head again, she suddenly looked at Yan Sui.

He was looking at her, his eyes were cold and focused, and his eyes were particularly attractive, as if they were deep whirlpools.

Seeing him leaning towards her in a daze, making a gesture to press down, Wen Yao's nerves shook suddenly, and she quickly threw herself back to avoid him, her heart beating like thunder.

In his vaguely displeased expression, he pursed his lips nervously and said, "It seems that it's getting late, are you going to sleep?"

"...Still watching TV?"

She pointed to the TV cabinet opposite, feeling anxious.

Yan Sui didn't speak, and she was not sure about his attitude.

Silently withdrew his hand, picked up the remote control on the coffee table, and frantically pressed the channels.

His eyelashes were trembling constantly, and he couldn't listen to what was playing.

In fact, she just saw it.

He must have wanted to kiss her.

Fortunately, she dodged quickly.

The roots of her ears felt hot, and she moved uncomfortably away from him.

She thought she was covering it up very well, but Yan Sui next to her knew it all, but she didn't bother with her.

After that, I watched TV in peace.

Wen Yao tried her best to ignore the man with a strong sense of presence beside her, but as time passed, she gradually couldn't resist the surge of drowsiness.

She stayed up late last night, and during the day she got up and focused on her work. According to her original plan, she had a good sleep after work, but it was broken by Yan Sui's sudden appearance.

At first, she was wary of him with trepidation, but later she became weak and tired.

I couldn't watch the TV, but it had an inexplicable hypnotic effect, and Yan Sui didn't speak, like a quiet Buddha, Wen Yao fell asleep.

The head hangs down for a while.

With a sway of his figure, he regained consciousness and narrowed his eyes to look at Yan Sui beside him.

He stared straight ahead, seemingly fascinated.

Wen Yao changed her position to sit uncomfortably. Anyway, she was sleeping on the sofa tonight, so she half-lyed on the armrest of the sofa.

When she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly felt the sofa shaking, she opened her eyes, and Yan Sui was right above her.

In fact, her previous rhetoric was very weak, because the bed in the hotel is very big, even the sofa.

Yan Sui leaned sideways on the sofa, propped his head on his hands, and squeezed her.

Wen Yao didn't dare to move, and held his breath.

This time I dozed off and woke up.

"Sleepy?"

The man's voice is hoarse.

He asked knowingly, but Wen Yao still responded: "Well, a little bit."

Yan Sui looked at her with lowered eyes, and his eyes met.

He raised his hand and pinched her chin first. He didn't know what he was looking at, but Wen Yao froze and didn't respond.

Later, his fingertips climbed up and stroked her lips, again and again, as if teasing her.

Wen Yao couldn't take it anymore, her heart was beating violently.

Tried to look away.

Being forced to turn back by Yan Sui, looking at him forcefully, the corners of his lips hurt.

What will happen next, Wen Yao can probably guess.

But the strange thing is that she didn't hide this time, and she didn't even close her eyes.

He watched Yan Sui approaching helplessly.

no closer.

His lips slowly covered hers.

In the same environment, his lips were actually slightly cool.

Wen Yao couldn't help but flinched.

got caught.

A broad embrace fell and embraced her.

Yan Sui forcefully moved his hand from her face to the back of her head, clasped it, raised it slightly, and greeted him.

After using the same shower gel, the breath was close, and Wen Yao saw his slightly lowered eyelids, with deep pupils inside.

The TV was still playing as if no one else was around, but they seemed to be isolated in another space.

In the beginning, Wen Yao could breathe freely, but the dizziness became more and more severe as she got further behind. Under Yan Sui's strong offensive, she had no chance of winning, and she retreated steadily.

Exchanging breaths, lips and tongues.

After being entangled for a long time, Wen Yao couldn't bear it anymore, and raised her hand to touch his chest, suspecting that if she didn't stop, she would be eaten alive by him.

As soon as the tip of her tongue hurt, she held on to her will, but her voice became resentful and soft: "Can't you be gentle!"

Yan Sui let her go, as if he couldn't restrain himself, he smiled sullenly against her neck.

"I can't bear it, why am I not gentle?"

Wen Yao's face was flushed, like a cooked shrimp thrown into a pan of oil.

She felt that she was being ridiculed, but she was helpless, and said perfunctorily, depressed: "...Well, you are so talented that I can't compare to you."

What kind of tenderness, it hurts the root of her tongue.

Who can bear it.

Yan Sui stood up, brushed the hair around her cheeks, and admired her blushing and embarrassed face, "Now I know how shy I am, I didn't see you like this when I was wearing a small suspender to seduce me before."

Wen Yao retorted subconsciously: "When did I wear a small suspender!"

Yan Sui touched her face with his fingertips, it was very hot.

"The bar is open."

He casually reminded.

Sure enough, she saw her shrinking her chin again, and tried to hide away guiltily.

Yan Sui snorted and hugged her up.

With her exclamation, she walked steadily towards the bedroom.

It was impossible for her to sleep on the sofa.

There is no reason for newlyweds to separate beds.