marital love

Wen Yao didn't understand why he suddenly changed his face when he was doing well, and he didn't say anything else, which made him unhappy.

As usual, she had something to ask of him, and naturally she still wanted to coax him, but now it was different from the past, she had already told him clearly and straightforwardly, and there was no need to continue to pretend.

After standing there for two seconds, Wen Yao turned around and went upstairs.

Yan followed behind her.

She didn't care.

After all, this is his home, and he can go wherever he wants.

Just when Wen Yao was about to enter the bathroom with her pajamas, she suddenly turned around and looked up at him, "What are you following me for?"

"you."

Wen Yao was startled for a moment, but then she came to her senses, her face flushed in vain, and she scolded him for being sick in her heart.

She remained calm on the face, emphasizing, "I want to take a bath."

Yan Sui: "You wash yours."

By implication, he does what he does.

not conflict.

Wen Yao couldn't accept it, she pushed the person away, and the two distanced themselves, patiently persuading, "You're tired from working all day, you'd better go to bed early."

Yan Sui looked down at her without moving.

Wen Yao hurriedly got into the bathroom, locked the door behind her and held her chest, thinking that he had taken some wrong medicine tonight.

As a result, after she came out of the shower, Yan Sui was still standing at the door, making her shiver with fright.

He couldn't help raising his voice, frowning, "You've been outside all this time?"

What a hobby, eavesdropping on her taking a bath.

Yan Sui was indifferent, his cold eyes fell, and he stated a fact, "You've finished washing."

Wen Yao really felt that something was wrong with him tonight.

I couldn't figure it out over and over again, so I couldn't help but glanced at him vigilantly.

"I haven't blown my hair yet," she said.

Yan Sui looked over, "Didn't you mean you hurt your hair?"

"Just blow it half dry." She said, paying attention to his movements defensively, and walked towards the dressing table.

Yan Sui looked at her coldly.

Not a word.

Wen Yao was blowing her hair absent-mindedly, she just hoped that it would be done more slowly, even though she tried her best to delay the time, she applied hair oil and massaged her hair roots, but she finally stopped.

And Yan Sui just sat on the edge of the bed in his spare time, with a expressionless expression on his face, solemn and cold like an emperor waiting for his concubines to come to sleep.

Wen Yao's heart was pounding, she raised her eyelids and looked at him, she didn't rush over, took one of the books he found for her before, and started to read.

The words were densely packed, but her eyes were blurred, and she couldn't see anything clearly. She kept thinking about Yan Sui's attitude tonight, and pretended to be flipping through the books.

The bedroom is quiet.

The two ruled on one side, as if the well water does not violate the river water.

In the past, Yan Sui seemed to have some intentions towards her, but now he is ascetic as a monk, just sitting there, neither talking nor doing anything.

Wen Yao guessed for a long while, and was the first to yawn without holding back, and sleepiness came flooding back.

But she still maintained the posture of "the enemy does not move, I do not move". After all, she couldn't hold on, and after a while, she closed the book that hadn't read anything in it, and put it aside.

Twisting the hair with the hands, it is almost dry.

He stood up and walked towards the bed.

Wen Yao used to sleep on the left and right before, but Yan Sui broke it later. He got excited and hugged her to the left side and the right side at times. If you touch the bed, you will feel sleepy.

She secretly glanced at Yan Sui, if he hadn't opened his eyes, she would have suspected that he had become a sculpture.

She went around to the other side of the bed, lay down carefully, with her back to him.

He didn't say a word, let alone talk about turning off the lights.

Not long after, Yan Sui also lay down.

Wen Yao couldn't help tensing her back, and her whole body was pressed against the edge of the bed, to the point where she seemed to be able to fall if she turned over casually.

He held his breath and waited for a while, but Yan Sui didn't make any movement.

Wen Yao breathed a sigh of relief and was a little dazed at the same time.

She really didn't know what Yan Sui was doing.

However, what she didn't expect was that she used to be the one who tossed and turned, but now she became Yan Sui, at least restless for more than half an hour.

Wen Yao's eyelids drooped a little before he was woken up again by the sound of him turning over.

Wen Yao endured it and finally couldn't take it anymore, and called his name: "Yan Sui."

After a few seconds.

The man turns around.

Look at her.

The lights in the room were not turned off, so the other party's face could be clearly seen.

Wen Yao became more sleepy, "What's wrong with you?"

She didn't want to ask, but she vaguely felt that Yan Sui was sulking. She thought it was a bit funny. Why was he angry with her for no reason?

She was so angry that she couldn't sleep at night, tossing and turning here, she couldn't sleep either.

Yan Sui stretched out his long arm and found the controller of the light. The room became dark, and the next moment a slightly warm but dim wall lamp was turned on.

The light fell on their pillows, reflecting their faces.

He asked, "Are you pretending not to know or really not knowing?"

Wen Yao's beautiful fox eyes were full of confusion: "What?"

He told her in a low and gentle voice, "I raised [-] million from Qiming in your name."

"You're crazy!" The bewilderment in her eyes gradually dissipated, turning into disbelief and shock.

Wen Yao was about to sit up without even thinking about it, but when Yan Sui held her shoulders, she fell back on the bed and was hooked into her arms by the way.

Wen Yao's forehead was pressed against his collarbone, and every breath was his breath.

Since these days of quarreling, although they have been intimate sometimes, they are colder than before, and they are not so casually intimate.

Yan Sui's lips touched the top of her hair, and his voice was light: "Didn't your father tell you?"

Not only did she not say, since Wen Xuemin called her that night after the quarrel, Wen Xuemin hadn't contacted her.

It turned out that the current predicament had already been resolved, so it was no wonder that he didn't bother her anymore.

"Why do you need financing? You said that Qiming's acquisition would be more beneficial."

Wen Yao didn't believe that Yan Sui didn't know what kind of hole Qiming was. I'm afraid that the [-] million yuan would only be temporarily stabilized.

This is not the result Wen Yao wants to see.

Yan Sui lowered his head, and looked at her with deep dark eyes, "You answer me first, you didn't tell me what happened today."

Wen Yao was taken aback for a moment, and then her heart beat faster. She glanced at him and saw that his eyes were getting deeper and deeper.

She thought about it, except for being called to the office by Nan Xu for a scolding, there was nothing special going on today.

This matter was circulated in the department, and she wondered if Yan Sui knew about it, so she only asked when she came back.

Thinking of this, she hesitated a little: "Today... I made a mistake when I was doing the client's PPT."

"Ah."

"…Gone."

Yan Sui was still looking at her.

Wen Yao paused, "It's up to you."

Yan Sui was also not stingy with his answer: "If you want to take power, the shares you hold are not enough, and your influence is not great. Regarding the Qiming shareholder meeting, they don't want a fledgling woman to take over their heads Domineering."

Having said that, the meaning is already very clear.

"So you raised funds in my name because you want me to have prestige and gain a firm foothold at the shareholders' meeting, right?"

Yan Sui: "Yes."

Wen Yao pursed her lips, suddenly realizing that she seemed to have misunderstood him.

Yan Sui's behavior is undoubtedly supporting her and giving her absolute right to speak.

Even Wen Yao interpreted the meaning of his hint of goodwill from it.

Wen Yao is not really an ungrateful person, she has always followed the principle that she will treat whoever is kind to her.

Besides, she and him are now husband and wife.

A few seconds later, she took the initiative to raise her arms to hug his neck, Yan Sui's breathing was slightly stagnant, and then he looked down at her every move.

She said, "Thank you."

Yan Sui lowered his head to find her talking lips, and gently sucked them.

Bite again.

Then he said, "Are you wronged today?"

Knowing what he was talking about, Wen Yao shook her head, and obediently fell into his arms, "Not really, it's just a trivial matter."

"Then you are quite generous."

A sentence with an unclear meaning, but Wen Yao heard the meaning behind it.

Be generous to others, but care about him.

Can love to take care of for several days.

He raised his hand and held her soft hand under the quilt.

Put it on the back of her hand, close it up, and play with her fingertips again.

He is intimate and natural.

Wen Yao didn't have any resentment either.

Just slightly nervous.

In fact, there were only two or three intimate relationships that happened in the past few days, and they were all very unsatisfactory.

Yan Sui usually said some words to stir up her emotions and reactions, but these days, he was indifferent as if he had found an outlet to vent, and invaded silently.

Without warmth and reconciliation, Wen Yao agreed to feel uncomfortable, but also insisted on not saying a word. The two of them were like puppets on a string, carrying out things without emotion in a rigid manner.

But tonight was different.

Although the ice surface did not break on the bright side, it began to melt under the glacier.

Yan Sui's reaction was straightforward.

Take her hand to feel it.

Wen Yao's fingertips trembled, she raised her eyes to look at him, and met his exceptionally quiet eyes.

He didn't move.

Wen Yao bit her lip, and finally leaned her head over to kiss his lips.

She seemed very satisfied with her initiative.

The shallow ice surface also shatters with one blow, and all of it turns into water

Yan Sui buckled her waist and brought her around him, letting her lie on top of him, feeling the beating of his heart in his chest.

This time is different from the past, lingering and long, delicate and entangled.

In the midst of ups and downs, Wen Yao suddenly remembered what Aunt Kui said before.

Little noise and joy.

It seems that this is really the case.

She felt that there was a slight change between her and Yan Sui.

The next morning, Wen Yao was suffocated awake.

When she opened her eyes, she realized that it was Yan Sui who was kissing her, which made her breathless.

She raised her hand and pushed the next person, feeling lazy all over.

Yan Sui let her go, he was already fully dressed, standing by the bed, "It will be too late if you don't get up."

Wen Yao stared at him for more than half a minute before gradually regaining consciousness.

I closed my eyes, only to feel that the difference between men and women is really too big.

Last night was an icebreaker after many days of awkward conflicts, and Yan Sui followed her until 02:30 in the morning.

She was so sleepy that she couldn't hear her alarm clock, and she didn't think about it when she was woken up, while the man was already dressed in a suit and leather shoes, looking energetic and ready to go.

Wen Yao was stunned for a few seconds, then slowly lifted the quilt and got up.

As soon as he took a leg, his movements froze immediately.

Yan Sui was next to her, seeing something was wrong with her, and there was a very shallow smile in his eyes: "Do you need help?"

Wen Yao thought of last night that she had said that her legs could not be opened any further, but he still held her to the sides, which finally caused her to cramp, and now she is still in pain, so she gritted her teeth a little bit, and said a word. After a pause, he said, "No, use it."

Yan Sui didn't force it, he turned around and went to the cloakroom.

When she came out, she held her clothes in her hand, "I will wear this today, the back of your neck is not easy to cover."

Wen Yao leaned on the wall, heard the words and looked over, and saw that it was a long skirt with a neckline and long sleeves, although it was designed with a hollow pattern, she immediately felt even more depressed.

Knowing that it was not easy to cover up, he insisted on leaving traces there.

Clothes beasts.

While Wen Yao was washing up, Yan Sui also got in, following behind her step by step.

While brushing her teeth, she looked at the tall man in the mirror.

Her expression was in a trance for a moment, and something flashed through her mind.

Then he shook his head, and when he went to capture it again, it was blank.

She frowned.

Yan follower looked at her face in the mirror, and did not miss her reaction at that moment, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." She couldn't say it, this scene was a little familiar, and she always felt that it had happened.

After brushing her teeth, she poured warm water on her face, her hair was a little wet, and the water droplets on her face slid down her forehead or the bridge of her nose. On her beautiful and bright facial features, they were as beautiful as decorations.

Yan Sui leaned over, kissed her side face, then moved to the tip of her nose, and then her lips.

His breathing was a little heavy.

Wen Yao didn't want anything to happen to him at this time.

Quickly turned her head to avoid his kiss, to avoid accidents, "I'm going to be late for work."

After finishing speaking, he ran out in a hurry without wiping his face clean.

The two went downstairs together, and neither of them spoke.

It's a bit embarrassing, but anyone with a discerning eye can see the ambiguous atmosphere lingering between them.

Aunt Kui smiled kindly, and at a glance she knew that they had reconciled as before, "Sir and wife are late today, I thought you didn't have to go to work."

Yan Sui didn't answer.

Wen Yao smiled and said, "Aunt Kui, today is millet barley porridge."

"Yes, ma'am, you said you like it, so you prepared this."

Because Wen Yao didn't talk to Yan Sui very much these days, she talked with Aunt Kui the most every day during breakfast, telling Aunt Kui some of her favorites.

Wen Yao walked to the dining table, and it was indeed the food she mentioned.

I just don't know if Yan Sui can get used to it.

When he raised his eyes to look over, he saw Yan Sui handing the spoon to his mouth.

Nothing repulsive.

Even though the man was eating, his movements were all proud and elegant, especially his hands, the knuckles were so sharp that people couldn't help but pay attention.

Wen Yao watched for a long time.

"You hungry?"

A calm sentence to remind her to regain her senses.

Wen Yao hurriedly lowered her head, thinking to herself that she was too superficial and couldn't bear this temptation, and sighed that Yan Suizuo's superiority in all aspects made people willing to bow down.

She enjoyed breakfast slowly.

Within 2 minutes, the mobile phone that was placed aside rang.

She glanced at the note, then went to Yan Sui.

The other party also looked over calmly.

With just this one glance, he took it back indifferently.

Wen Yao picked up the phone and answered it in front of him.

If she avoids him at this time, she is really suspected of having a guilty conscience.