marital love

Wen Yao herself doesn't even remember that she has the ability to repair water heaters.

Reply to him directly: You can ask the proprietress to look at it for you.

Y: I want my wife to watch it.

Wen Yao: ...

When she made an excuse to leave the room again, she told herself that the proprietress and his wife are both old, so she should do good deeds and do good deeds.

But she probably knew what Yan Sui was talking about.

Because when they first came here, they also met.

The hotel's water heater is still relatively old-fashioned, and the water valve is not easy to control. It is not so trendy, and it is not as convenient and luxurious as Huainan Bay.

It's just that she didn't expect it.

Wait until she reaches Yan Sui's room.

The man was covered in moisture, as if he had just taken a shower.

All he wore was a pair of boxers.

Wen Yao's eyelids twitched unconsciously, feeling that she was being cheated.

Try not to look at him as much as possible.

"Have you fixed the water heater?"

"Yeah." The man wiped his hair with a relaxed attitude and a light tone, "It's simple, just do it a few times."

Wen Yao: "..."

Sure enough, I was cheated.

Fortunately, she was eager to find him.

How did she know that the pampered Yan Sui in her eyes, before the age of 11, lived the life of an ordinary person, surrounded by the market, fought fiercely with others, and even robbed food. It's a piece of cake.

A man needs to show weakness appropriately in a relationship to make a woman feel pity and distress.

——This is what Wen Yao taught him.

Yan Sui was a good student and remembered clearly.

Unfortunately…

He paused, glanced over, and glanced at Wen Yao.

The teacher forgot all about it.

Wen Yao: "..."

She touched her arm, always feeling a little cold, looking at Yan Sui's face, it seemed gloomy.

She should, didn't offend him, right?
"Then it's all right, so I'll go first?" Wen Yao thought for a while, then tentatively spoke out.

Yan Sui was still brushing his hair, he didn't speak for ten seconds, his eyes were locked on Wen Yao, and then he said softly, "How much do you know about the Yan family?"

Seeing that Wen Yao didn't respond, he changed the phrase, "Or are you familiar with the Lingchuan Yan family or others?"

Wen Yao shook her head, she was naturally unfamiliar.

Yan Sui sat down on the rattan sofa, "At the end of this month, the second master of the Yan family will have his [-]th birthday."

It could be seen that he had something to say to her, and it was probably an important matter, so Wen Yao left in no hurry and sat opposite him.

"Need my attendance?"

He laughed and said to let her sit over.

Wen Yao got up and shifted.

very natural.

His eyes caught her, carefully tracing her face.

The towel for wiping hair was held in his hand, and when Wen Yao sat over, he just put it on, half of it touched the back of her hand, feeling hot and humid.

Wen Yao didn't know what he was looking at.

Can't help but want to ask aloud.

Yan Sui looked away, and said in a casual tone: "Well, there were so many people that day, I was worried that I would not be able to take care of you. Later, I will ask He Chi to organize a file and send it to you. You don't have to remember some people. In the head, but with awareness.”

Wen Yao was a little nervous for no reason.

The towel covered her and was uncomfortable.

She moved it away and stroked the watery spot with her fingertips.

"You can tell me about it."

Being able to make him say something like this would not be taken into account.

Wen Yao believed that it was not just a birthday banquet.

"I can't tell for a while, but on the day of attendance, you just need to talk as little as possible."

The Yan family values ​​blood kinship, and there are many collateral branches. In all corners of the country, all over the world, all over the world, at home and abroad, the industries they are engaged in are particularly complicated and complicated. Among them, the line of old man Yan who is in power is particularly outstanding, and Yan is the eldest grandson, which is the most important thing .

Although it is not necessary to marry with him to strengthen the family and expand the territory, but Yan Sui married Wen Yao, and there is a group of people who rely on the old to sell the old, and they will definitely criticize them, followed by the younger generation, Yan, this word gives them arrogance and arrogance. Sexuality is extremely heavy on xenophobia.

Although Yan Sui knew that Wen Yao's eloquent tongue was outnumbered, he was worried that she would be wronged.

She is the person who dislikes being wronged the most.

"Will that be life-threatening?"

Yan Sui raised his eyes to look at her, but remained silent for a while, the lighting in the room was in warm colors, his eyes were like pools of water under the sun, quiet and deep yet reflected a dazzling floating light in the scorching sun.

"There shouldn't be any incidents of seeing blood. After all, it's a birthday feast, which is unlucky."

The biting sharpness disappeared in an instant, and Yan Sui completely restrained himself.

His eyebrows and eyes flicked casually, "What are you? The underworld is still a riot. Now is the new century, the age of civilization."

Wen Yao smiled: "After all, the outside world has said that the Yan family is so mysterious, I'm just guessing casually, of course it would be better without these possibilities."

"Then have you ever met?" Unexpectedly, he changed his subject abruptly.

Wen Yao was slightly startled, "What?"

"Something like a life-threatening event, an accident or an accident."

His voice was slow, as if asking casually.

Wen Yao really recalled it seriously - no.

If I have to say, it's the car accident she had, but the key is that she even remembers it.

She glanced at him, wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back.

She smiled lightly and asked, "What about you? Have you ever met?"

"of course."

It was both expected and unexpected.

Wen Yao: "When?"

"Nearly a year ago."

This time Wen Yao was really stunned.

She asked slowly, "Is it serious?"

"It's just a few shots, and I went to the gate of hell, but Lord Yan didn't accept it."

His tone was flat, without showing any emotion, as if he was talking about other people's affairs lightly.

Wen Yao's fingertips trembled, and she frowned.

The gaze fell on him involuntarily.

He is slightly arched, with a broad back and smooth lines.

It's not that she hasn't seen Yan Sui naked, she didn't notice before that he really has a lot of scars on his body.

The whole upper body is conspicuous, it is still the tattoo on the waist and abdomen.

At this time, because of the angle of his waist and the picture, the tattoos are piled together.

"Want to see?"

Wen Yao came back to her senses and subconsciously shook her head.

Then stood up, "I'll go back to my room first, you'd better go to bed early."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yan Sui's reaction, she left in a hurry.

After leaving the room, she didn't feel so stuffy.

She was so stuffy just now that she could hardly breathe.

After returning to the room, Ida was still watching the drama, Wen Yao greeted her with little energy, and then went to bed.

late at night.

She had a dream.

Ever since she met Yan Hou in her dream, from time to time, the man's face in the dream turned into him.

This time is no exception.

They lay on the rug by the bed.

"Wen Yao." He called her name in the dream, "If one day I die, will you die for me?"

She smiled, as if she had heard a very interesting conversation, "I won't, I must live a good life, and then find many, many men, and then drive you out of the coffin board."

"Little heartless." He scolded.

She turned over and sat on his belly with a smile, lowered her head and held his face and kissed him, "So if you want to live well, you have to watch me closely."

As soon as the picture turned, Yan Sui was lying in a pool of blood. She watched helplessly, then staggered and ran to hug him. The man's blood-stained hand was completely red, and he held her hand with difficulty, and said with a weak smile: " You said to live."

She cried so much that she couldn't open her eyes, she just shook her head vigorously and said nothing.

In the end, she chose to die with him.

The moment the knife cut her neck, Wen Yao woke up suddenly, and immediately covered her neck.

have water.

But not blood.

But sweat.

She had a nightmare and was sweating from fright.

Wen Yao was stunned for a moment, then fell down again.

I thought to myself, it's all Yan Sui's fault, what he said was so terrible.

By the next day, everyone knew that Yan Sui had come to Danshui County.

Without gags, even Yang Miaoran cooperated exceptionally well.

It can be seen that his deterrent power is still there.

One after another, they folded their tails to be human.

The night before leaving Danshui County.

Tang Meng organizes a dinner party.

This task is considered a successful completion, and the remaining day is for everyone to have fun.

I drank some wine more or less in the evening.

Ida drank a little too much afterwards, Wen Yao helped her back, and was spit all over.

The mood at that moment was quite sour.

Holding her breath, she helped tidy up the person and planned to wake her up to take a bath.

Sleeping too deeply, there was no movement at all.

Later Tang Meng came over with anti-alcohol medicine, and said with a smile: "She is like this, as long as she is drunk, she will be invulnerable, just leave her alone."

After some busy work, Wen Yao was able to breathe.

Not long after falling asleep, the phone rang.

Y: Headache.

Wen Yao: Sister Meng didn't give you hangover medicine?

Y: No use.

Wen Yao was silent for a few seconds.

Re: Then it hurts.

There is nothing I can do to help.

Wen Yao has been teased by Yan Sui many times, and she has grown several minds.

It was just a little wine, but Wen Yao didn't feel that he was getting drunk.

Nine out of ten times it is just pretending.

Y: Good lady?
Y: That's how you love me, cruel woman.

Wen Yao: ...

She seriously suspected that Yan Sui had taken the wrong medicine.

He buckled the phone back and didn't plan to pay any attention to it.

I don't want the phone's news to vibrate one after another.

You don't even need to look to know who it is.

About a few minutes passed.

stopped.

Wen Yao closed her eyes.

When sleepiness just came up, he was suddenly awakened by the ringtone of the video.

She was so scared that she quickly hung up and turned to look at Ida.

Fortunately, she slept unconsciously.

Wen Yao gritted her teeth and poked into the chat interface bitterly.

But he was dazzled by the falling stars all over the screen.

Y: I miss you.

Y: I miss you.

Y: I miss you.

……

A dozen in succession.

Triggered the WeChat star rain mechanism.

Wen Yao stood there in a daze.

Looking down, the last sentence is: The door is not locked.

...

When Wen Yao was sneaking and stooping towards Yan Sui.

Thinking, she just went to see if he was still sober, don't be really drunk and stupid.

Immediately afterwards, she realized later that she had fallen for Yan Sui somehow.

Really ran over in the middle of the night.

On the not-so-spacious single bed, Yan Sui was leaning halfway on his body, his expression and emotions were exceptionally normal.

OK, what a big bluff.

He pulled back the quilt, patted her invitingly, and let her lie in.

Wen Yao's heart beat wildly.

Blinking her eyes, she always felt like she was having an affair with him... Also, a woman's soft heart is a disease that needs to be cured.

She got into the bed, the place that had been warmed by the man, wrapped her up, and his breath was also flowing in her nostrils.

Wen Yao couldn't help holding her breath, then pulled the quilt down again, and folded it under her chin.

The lights are still on.

Raising his eyes, he met Shang Yan Sui's downcast gaze.

Her throat was a little dry, "What are you looking at, turn off the lights and go to sleep."

After she finished speaking, she turned over and turned her back to him.

Yan Suishun obeyed, and after turning off the light, he stretched out his arms around her waist, and his whole body fell over like a mountain, with the heat like a furnace behind her.

Wen Yao was so nervous in vain.

Breathe slowly and close your eyes.

After a few minutes.

...can't sleep.

she is hot.

Can't help but move, wanting to stay away from Yan Sui.

Then squeezed out.

"Squeeze any more and it will fall."

A deep voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Wen Yao froze, bit her lip, "How many degrees do you turn on the air conditioner, I'm a little hot."

Yan Sui took away the hand on her waist.

After a while, Wen Yao heard a beeping sound, and guessed that Yan Sui was probably adjusting the temperature, her heart that had just been let go, lifted up again when Yan Sui stretched her waist again and dragged her back.

He grabbed it to his chest.

Wen Yao seemed to be able to feel his heartbeat on his back.

The cold wind from the air conditioner brought coolness, and Wen Yao felt much more comfortable, and it was indeed late, so she had no time to think about other things, and gradually closed her eyes with peace of mind.

When I was half asleep and half awake, there was movement in my ear.

Like cloth rubbing against the sheets.

Before opening his eyelids, he felt a hand slipping under the hem of his clothes.

Wen Yao was startled awake.

Suddenly reacted, turned around subconsciously, looked for Yan Sui's eyes in the dark night, put his hand on his chest, "I said there is no soundproofing here..."

Yan Sui moved, stood on top of her, lowered his head to find her speaking mouth, bit her lower lip, and made a breathy sound: Isn't that more exciting?

Stimulate a ghost.

Wen Yao really wanted to kick him down.

No chance.

Then he completely opened the quilt, and the coolness rushed in, and Wen Yao felt a sudden chill in front of him.

She involuntarily tightened her arms, trying to hide some of the reaction.

She found another excuse: "The menstrual period is still there."

In the next second, she was entangled in the heat again, and her lips were also hot, landing on her heart.

"Lie to me." He took a quick look and managed her timing very well.

"..."

Wen Yao's chest rose and fell unconsciously, her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

Please bear with me and don't make too much noise.

He covered it up a bit, and whispered something in her ear, the cloth rubbed against her skin, a little rough and itchy.

Something pressed against her arm, like the button of her pajamas; it had been undone a long time ago and crumpled into a ball between the two of them.

Wen Yao couldn't help arching her body.

In fact, not only the floor will be noisy because of walking.

This bed is also made of wood, and when a person sits on it, it will make a movement.

Wen Yao's earlobes were so red that they were about to bleed, concealed by the night, she turned her head and bit her lip: Can't you bear it, this bed is really loud...

Nothing has started yet, and it's just whispers.

But emotions have fermented, and the air has quietly changed color.

He said: Then I will be lighter.

……

He touched the hem of her trousers.

Move a little bit.

Just squeak.

Move again.

Still squeak.

Wen Yao buried her face in the pillow.

Shame to death.

Yan Sui also seemed to be tormented by the constant creaking sounds to the point of giving up, Wen Yao's body lightened, and he lay on the side.

After a while, Yan Sui took the mobile phone, and the light flickered on without knowing who it was.

It was a bit glaring, Wen Yao squinted her eyes.

I heard Yan Sui say, "Play the song."

…ill.

"Who sings at night."

This decision is invalid.

A few seconds later, he suggested in a deep voice, "Then turn on the TV."

This is even more unreliable.

It's more deceitful than singing.

...

silence.

In the end, Wen Yao said, "Otherwise, let's sleep..."

Really, please stop messing with him.

He asked, "You don't want to?"

"..."

Wen Yao chose to shut up.

Intuition told her not to speak at this time.

At the same time closed his eyes.

She refused to answer.

It didn't take long to feel him get out of bed and leave.

Wen Yao thought to himself that he probably solved it by himself.

However, before she could completely relax, she felt that she was being emptied in vain.

The next moment, he fell short again.

She grabbed his arm, "What are you doing!"

Her back touched the soft quilt without hindrance, and it was only when she lay down that she realized that Yan Sui had just pulled off the quilt from the single bed next door and spread it on the floor.

…He is for this matter.

It's really all-encompassing.

Two pillows were also torn off and placed behind her head.

There is no cover, and the temperature of the air conditioner is also low. Wen Yao said it was cold.

"Then hold me." He said warmly.

He hung her arm around his neck.

Continue to solve her.

Completed what was not done before.

Pants draped over the single bed.

The quilt in the hotel is not thick, but it is not thin either.

It is still very hard to stand on the ground sometimes.

But it does reduce the weird and awkward creaking sound.

When everything is ready and the only thing left is the east wind, if Wen Yao refuses again, it will seem too ignorant of good and evil.

But she thought of a problem.

Yan Sui, who was on the verge of shooting, stopped Yan Sui, "Did you bring that?"

Yan Sui froze suddenly.

He said hoarsely, "Not here?"

"It should be... I didn't see it."

She has lived here for many days, and she really didn't see that thing.

Perhaps it was because the sound insulation effect was not very good, and no one bothered so much, so the hotel was simply unprepared.

He grabbed her legs.

Wen Yao glanced at him silently, then quietly retracted her legs.

Just put one leg away from him.

Yan Sui was suddenly a little annoyed and fished it back again, and he pressed it up, "That's it."

Wen Yao was startled, "If you don't use that, you won't do it!"

At the Kizhou Hotel before, he refused it solemnly.

"What men say, especially when it comes to the bed, is not true."

Wen Yao refused, "I believe it."

There was a stalemate for a while.

Finally he let her go.

It was rare for Wen Yao to hear him swear.

Swear a dirty word.

is a plant.

He directly picked her up and threw her on the bed, and didn't bother to clean up the floor. When the light was turned on, he leaned against the head of the bed, looking very depressed and unhappy.

Wen Yao looked at him wrapped in a quilt.

It was still funny, and even sympathized with him.

After a while, she poked his thigh with her hand, "Go and take a shower."

It's not a problem to hold back.

Yan Sui calmed himself down for a while, and when he heard her words, he turned his head, put his arms up and leaned down, and bit her fiercely, "If you get angry again, I'll kill you right away."

There was still a tingle on Wen Yao's lips.

dare not speak.

I am afraid that he will come for real.

Turn over and go to sleep obediently.