marital love

Wen Yao returned to Lingchuan one step ahead of Yan Sui.

That night, Aunt Kui was very happy to see her back.

Ask about Yan Sui again.

Wen Yao said, "He's out of town."

Aunt Kui said rather depressed: "You young people are busy now, and the husband and wife don't stay in the same place after they get married. How can this cultivate a relationship?"

Wen Yao smiled noncommittal, thinking that she and Yan Sui really had no relationship to cultivate.

Before going to bed, it was rare for her to be soft-hearted and pay the responsibility of being a good Mrs. Yan.

Take the initiative to ask him: Are you not coming back tonight?
The news has been sent for a long time.

I received a reply the next morning: I will reply today.

With such a super slow reply, Wen Yao was not in the mood to respond to him again.

When it was almost time to get off work, Nan Xu called people in the department to hold a meeting.

After the end, ida complained with a look of lovelessness: "I thought I could get off work on time today."

Who knew that he would be left behind to work overtime after the meeting.

Wen Yao commented: "It's just a social animal's daily life."

She's used to it.

Ida whispered in her ear and lowered her voice, "Did you feel that during the meeting just now, she was always looking at us? I always feel that she is watching us, and maybe she will call us to the office for an appointment."

Wen Yao was puzzled: "Why do you say that?"

She also doesn't like to put her personal feelings on work, and she thinks that with Nanxu's position, she shouldn't cause trouble and embarrassment to the people below.

After all, Ida stayed longer than Wen Yao, and knew a lot about Nan Xu. She carefully looked around, and then said: "My intuition is more accurate. She is just not in a good mood. As for why, I think it is very likely It has something to do with our President Yan."

Wen Yao pursed her lips and asked curiously, "What does it have to do with him?"

Ida gave her a look of 'you don't know', and explained: "It is rumored in the company that Mr. Nan likes our Mr. Yan, but Mr. Yan is all focused on his career and has no interest in women. It's all excuses, it's just that she doesn't like her, didn't President Yan wear a ring before, and President Yan didn't deny that he was married, but the bride is not President Nan, do you understand?"

can.

Wen Yao nodded.

Probably love too much.

But she still couldn't understand, "Does this have anything to do with us?"

Nan Xu will never transfer her resentment because of love.

Ida's face is full of inscrutable, bright eyes, "I told you it's intuition."

Wen Yao: "..."

She suddenly remembered the novel she wrote about Yan Sui's love in a foreign country, and found that their conversation was very inexplicable.

Thinking of this, Wen Yao seriously looked at Ida, seeing him as weird.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Wen Yao: "Why don't you switch careers and become a professional writer? With your imagination, the novels you write must be very popular."

Ida suddenly became shy, and gave her an angry look, "You hate it."

Walk away quickly after speaking.

Wen Yao pursed her lips slightly: "..."

At eight o'clock in the evening, Yan Sui suddenly sent her a message: I'm back.

Wen Yao glanced at it, but didn't return.

After a while, the phone rang.

She let it ring for a few moments and ignored it.

Until the person on the other side reminded her, "Fair, someone is calling you."

Wen Yao stopped, smiled at the other party, and then hesitantly connected.

The voice is lowered: "Hello."

"Did you see the message I sent?"

To speak is to question.

"..."

"I didn't see it, and I still can't look back."

Wen Yao suspects that he has installed surveillance in her place.

With a guilty conscience, he pretended not to hear what he was saying, and changed the subject, "What do you want from me?"

There was a pause for a few seconds.

After a while, a strange voice came.

Wen Yao could feel that he should be outside.

I don't know what the people over there said.

Then she heard Yan Sui laughing in his voice, and his voice came into her ears through the earpiece lightly and softly: "Well, it's my wife who is checking the post."

"..."

Wen Yao's eyelids twitched suddenly, thinking that he really knew how to make things up.

When did she check him out?
With that in mind, the words came out involuntarily.

Yan Sui seemed to have walked to a quiet place, and the strange voice disappeared.

Only his.

"I'm entertaining."

Needless to say, she can also guess.

But is this counting him reporting his itinerary to her?

Yan Sui asked her back: "It's not Cha Gang, you asked me when I would be back last night."

Wen Yao corrected: "I'm asking if you will come back tonight."

"Come back tonight."

Wen Yao: "..."

He intentionally misinterpreted the meaning of her words, Wen Yao is no match for him, and she still has work to do, so she endured it, and wanted to end the conversation with a blank expression: "I still have to work overtime, you should be busy."

Yan Sui didn't seem to understand the perfunctory in her words, and said to himself: "I don't know how to drink, so I'll be back around eleven o'clock."

Wen Yao raised her eyelids and hummed unconsciously.

Wait for the call to end.

She froze for half a minute before regaining consciousness.

Although Yan Sui said before that he wanted to be a real couple with her, but this was too serious, or is it because his acting skills are too good?

Wen Yao couldn't figure it out, so she stopped thinking about it and focused on her work again.

When he got off work, He Chi came to the company and handed her a document.

"This is what President Yan told me to give you."

Wen Yao glanced at it and roughly turned it over.

Information about the Yan family.

It was many times more detailed and clear than what she knew.

At the beginning of eleven o'clock, she returned to Huainan Bay.

Open the door and go in, it's quiet inside.

Because she told Aunt Kui in advance that she would not come back for dinner tonight after working overtime, so she left.

There was no sign of anyone else.

When Wen Yao changed his shoes, he thought of what Yan Sui said would be back at eleven o'clock. It had been more than ten minutes, and he still hadn't come back.

Sure enough, a man's mouth is unreliable.

She thought absently, and walked upstairs slowly.

After she came out of the shower, she cleaned up and took care of her, and checked the time.

Eleven fifty-nine.

Still didn't hear any movement downstairs.

After a busy day, Wen Yao was also a little tired, so she lay down on the bed and read the information about the Yan family for a while, the more she looked down, the more frightened she became.

When drowsiness welled up, she restrained herself a bit.

Not long after falling asleep, Yan Sui came back.

Wen Yao was woken up, turned over and looked at him.

"Did it bother you?" He came over.

She squinted her eyes and said nothing.

There was a smell of alcohol.

He also said that he would not drink and came back early.

Fortunately, she believed it.

"Didn't you say you don't drink?"

Yan Sui lowered his head and sniffed at himself, frowned slightly, "I didn't drink, someone else picked me up."

He took off his coat, and the smell of wine was indeed lighter.

He lowered his head and approached her face, "If you don't believe me, you can smell it again."

Wen Yao pulled up the quilt to cover half of her face, woke up from sleep, and blinked at him, "I believe it."

When he was about to kiss, she suddenly put her hand on his chest, "You go take a shower first."

Yan Suishun got up obediently and took off his clothes as he walked.

Very free and easy.

Wen Yao looked away when he saw him take off his belt.

Fearing that he would see too much of the president's eye of the needle, he silently turned his back to him.

The face is a little hot.

He really didn't shy away from it at all.

Originally, she thought she had a thick skin, but she didn't expect him to be thicker than her.

Yan Sui went to the bathroom, and Wen Yao continued to feel drowsy.

…Ended with failure.

There is a faint fragrance wafting out, and there is also the sound of drizzling water.

It was a little hot, so she pulled the quilt away to let herself breathe easily, but her mind couldn't help but think of certain pictures.

Suddenly a little dry mouth.

Get up and go downstairs to pour a glass of water.

When she came up again, Yan Sui occupied her position and lay down comfortably.

"..."

She walked over without changing her face as much as possible and put down the mug.

Go around to bed on the other side and ask him, "I turned off the light."

"close."

The room was dark.

Wen Yao held her breath, rubbing the quilt cover against the sheet, making a rustling sound.

Wen Yao always sleeps on the left and he sleeps on the right.

But just now Yan Sui snatched her original sleeping position, Wen Yao was still a little uncomfortable.

Can't sleep for a while.

After a while, a hand reached out.

Wen Yao held her breath suddenly, her eyelashes trembling uncomfortably in the darkness.

Yan casually supported her side, hanging above her, and turned over the bedside table on the right with the other hand.

His head was next to her ear, and his short hair swept to her neck, which was a bit annoying.

Wen Yao unconsciously tilted her head to hide, and was a little puzzled when she heard the movement.

She opened her eyes and asked him in the night, "What are you looking for?"

"thing."

Of course she knew what he was looking for, what was the key.

"Boom."

The drawer closed with a knock.

Then Wen Yao felt that the thing he was holding was placed under her pillow.

In the blink of an eye, Wen Yao understood.

Trousers.

Before he could make a sound, his kiss fell.

Wen Yao froze for only two seconds, and soon got used to it.

She felt that this kind of thing went from unfamiliar to familiar very quickly.

Although tired, but also really comfortable.

She even stretched out her hand and actively wrapped it around his neck.

But considering that she has to go to work tomorrow, she had to remind, "...Go to bed early."

"Take two."

After speaking, continue to kiss her.

solve her.

Then she took her hand to untie him.

The fingertips glide over the skin, not too smooth.

From the chest to the tattoo on the waist and abdomen.

In the past, Yan Sui liked to take her hand and touch it at such a time.

Wen Yao has never felt it in detail, and was suspicious of the meaning of the tattoo, so she was unwilling to touch it and was always passive. This time she used her fingertips to test and caress.

Touch the unevenness.

Her fingertips trembled, "This is..."

scar.

Covered under tattoos.

"Ah."

The kiss moved away from her lips and landed on her cheeks and neck.

Thinking of some of his hobbies, Wen Yao shrank her shoulders, "Don't bite."

The teeth just snapped on, changed to lick.

As if it wasn't enough, it was like a beast sniffing its own territory, lingering and refusing to leave.

The hand took her to another place.

From his shoulders to his back, then his hips.

"Are they all gun scars?"

"Sword wound."

Wen Yao's heart tightened uncontrollably, and a very inexplicable emotion surged up, which made her a little out of breath.

She loves her skin very much, and she doesn't have any scars on her body. Even if a small wound left a scar, she would use a good scar removal essence to wipe it carefully.

Refuse to leave any trace.

So she is slippery.

Yan Sui touched it and couldn't put it down.

The lips are also attached, and nowhere is left behind.

on her waist.

Wen Yao tightened her voice, "Is your Yan family really in chaos?"

The kiss went from bottom to top again, and fell back on her lips. The man said hoarsely, "What, are you afraid?"

"A little bit."

Wen Yao cherishes his life.

To her, beating, killing and killing is a very distant existence.

Although we often see some wars or burning, killing and looting on the news.

"I gave you a chance to leave, but you insisted on not leaving."

His hand slipped under her pillow.

When it was unpacked, the eyes stared at her, and after adapting to the darkness, the eyes were extraordinarily deep and dangerous.

His words reminded Wen Yao of his previous attempts to hook up.

Everything is ready.

He turned over.

Wen Yao couldn't see his expression clearly, but she could feel his tense muscles and the changes in herself.

Breathing became difficult in an instant, she frowned, and unconsciously grabbed his arm.

The moment she was embraced by him, Wen Yao trembled. His breath, embrace, and body temperature were both familiar and unfamiliar.

Her forehead twitched involuntarily, feeling a little dizzy, she bit her lip, "Yan Sui, I don't like being wronged."

It was she who stepped into this pit by herself.

This water is also the one she insists on testing its depth with herself.

Although it was self-inflicted, she did not want to be cannon fodder.

"Yeah." He held her face, bent over and kissed her, and pressed her wrist with the other hand, beside the pillow.

he knows.

"If it was between the Yan family and me, who would you choose?"

If Wen Yao hadn't read the information Yan Sui gave her, probably in her mind, the Yan family was just a big family with some roots.

But she thought it was too simple.

"you."

He did not hesitate.

Wen Yao touched his face with one free hand, "Why?"

She didn't think that in such a period of time, her weight in his heart was enough to rival that of the Yan family.

"You are Mrs. Yan."

"There are many Mrs. Yan."

There are many Yan surnames, and the Yan family is also very large, with clan members everywhere.

"Only you are Yan Huaixu."

Wen Yao's heart trembled.

That's right, although she called him Yan Sui, his name on the marriage certificate was Yan Huaixu.

He picked her up, put her on his lap, and hugged her.

Turned on the wall lamp.

He asked, "Have you read all the documents?"

She already knew what she was talking about, otherwise she wouldn't have mentioned the Yan family for no reason.

Four eyes facing each other.

So are people.

Strictly fit.

"Looked halfway through." Only then did I realize how many people in his position were staring at him.

"Don't worry." It seemed to be reassuring.

The meaning of sweat also merged and merged.

The wall casts a slight reflection.

Shake, immerse.

It has been a long time since he completely calmed down.

Wen Yao lay in Yan Sui's arms.

She closed and opened her eyes, then closed them again, and called his name: "Yan Sui."

Tired and sleepy.

The whole body is sweating profusely.

I don't want to move, and my brain seems to be stuck by something, and I can't turn it.

But the words blurted out: "Have I met you before?"

His hand touching her hair stopped.

Downcast.

Wen Yao had a feeling, and raised her eyes in a daze and bumped into his eyes.

It's all about her.

And quiet.

Wen Yao was slightly taken aback.

"Why do you ask."

She looked at his face and looked at it by the dim light of the wall lamp.

Toss and turn, inch by inch.

"Feel."

He smiled, very lightly.

Then he opened his lips: "I have seen it."

Wen Yao slightly opened his eyes.