After the rebirth, the boss mommy's vest fell off

When Yan Chenfeng came to the garden, he could see Song Qingyin supporting Shen Zhiyi walking this way from a distance.

Shen Zhiyi didn't know how much wine he had drunk, and now he was hooking Song Qingyin's shoulder and giggling, when he saw Yan Chenfeng, he waved to him lazily: "Handsome guy, who are you?"

Yan Chenfeng: "..."

It seems that I really drank too much.

"President Yan." Song Qingyin looked apologetic, "I tried to persuade her not to drink too much, but I didn't persuade her."

Yan Chenfeng walked in front of Shen Zhiyi, Mo Mou stared at her: "Look carefully, who am I?"

Shen Zhiyi blinked vigorously, and murmured: "You look a bit like my husband..."

"Just like it?"

Shen Zhiyi thought about it, pondered for a moment, and corrected: "You look a little worse than my husband."

"..."

Yan Chenfeng stepped forward with a dark face, pulled Shen Zhiyi into his arms, and hugged him horizontally.

Shen Zhiyi was taken aback by the sudden weightlessness, and protested with alcohol: "Who are you, put me down, be careful that my husband beats you!"

Yan Chenfeng snorted lightly, moved his thin lips to Shen Zhiyi's ear, and said in a low voice, "Your husband is busy hugging a drunk, so he has no time to beat me up."

Seeing the two flirting, Song Qingyin couldn't laugh or cry.

Shen Zhiyi complained to her in tears just now, saying that she had done too many stupid things in the past, and she was afraid that Yan Chenfeng would not forgive her.

Looking at it this way, isn't it good?

"Miss Song, I'll ask the driver to take you back."

"No need, Mr. Yan, my manager is already waiting for me outside."

After Song Qingyin left, Yan Chenfeng carried Shen Zhiyi back to the villa.

As soon as he reached the second floor, the little woman in his arms struggled.

Yan Chenfeng frowned, and patted her butt: "Don't move around."

Shen Zhiyi snorted dissatisfied.

Yan Chenfeng thought she was playing drunk, so he ignored her and continued walking towards the room with her in his arms.

When he was almost at the door, he heard Shen Zhiyi say in a daze: "It's not here..."

Yan Chenfeng stopped.

not here?

Is he so drunk that he doesn't even recognize his own room?

Shen Zhiyi hiccupped, hung her hands around Yan Chenfeng's neck, and turned her head vigorously to look into the room.

In the end, he withdrew his gaze with great certainty, and said to Yan Chenfeng, "Don't sleep here."

"Then where to sleep?" Yan Chenfeng only thought she was making trouble for no reason, "Malu? Bridge hole?"

Shen Zhiyi shook her head, stretched out her slender index finger, and pointed in another direction: "Sleeping over there, the innermost room."

Yan Chenfeng looked in the direction Shen Zhiyi pointed, his eyes darkened.

That's his room.

Shen Zhiyi means... to sleep with him?

Worried that he had misunderstood, Yan Chenfeng asked again: "You want to sleep in your husband's room?"

The little woman who was slightly drunk after drinking blushed, looked at him with misty eyes, and nodded.

Yan Chenfeng's heart beat faster, and his breathing became hotter.

"That's what you asked for yourself."

After the words fell, he no longer hesitated, and strode towards his room with Shen Zhiyi in his arms.

……

I don't know if he was too tired, but Shen Zhiyi just fell asleep when he touched the pillow.

Looking at the unconscious little woman lying on the bed, the restless flame in Yan Chenfeng's body was instantly extinguished.

Although he has an almost crazy love for Shen Zhiyi.

But he didn't want to take advantage of others.

After all, the first time he and Shen Zhiyi had sex was when he was unconscious, and Shen Zhiyi even regarded him as another man.

He didn't want to experience such humiliation again.

Thinking about it, Yan Chenfeng brought the ointment, sat on the edge of the bed, gently rolled up Shen Zhiyi's cuffs, and helped her smear the affected area.

When it was applied to his chest, Yan Chenfeng hesitated.

After thinking about it, she reached out and unbuttoned her.

One, two, three...

As the neckline opened, a piece of fair skin with red marks came into view.

It has to be said that Shen Zhiyi's scar has improved a lot since the last time he saw it.

The ointment must have worked.

While thinking about it, the little woman on the bed suddenly groaned.

Turning over, he held his hand tightly in his arms.

Feeling the softness lingering on the fingertips, the fire that Yan Chenfeng had just extinguished was ignited again.

He was sullen, and sat by the bed for a while. After Shen Zhiyi fell asleep completely, he slowly withdrew his hand and went straight into the bathroom.

The sound of water rushing.

In the steamy bathroom, a man's sigh could be heard faintly.

……

Waking up the next day, Shen Zhiyi found herself lying on Yan Chenfeng's bed.

My head still hurts after the hangover.

Shen Zhiyi rubbed her temples and sat up from the bed.

Why is she here?

What about Yan Chenfeng?

Just as he was thinking, the bathroom door opened.

With a bath towel tied around his waist, a man with a bare upper body came out of it.

Yan Chenfeng had just finished taking a shower, his black hair was wet, a few drops of water fell down his sharp jaw line, passed across his strong chest, and sank into the white bath towel around his waist.

Shen Zhiyi was taken aback for a moment, her eyes focused on the man's eight-pack abs and the looming mermaid line.

He swallowed lightly.

In her previous life, she could not avoid Yan Chenfeng, so how could she take a closer look at his figure?

But it's different now.

Now she not only has to look, but also looks openly.

Check it out once and for all!

"Your expression now makes me suspect that you are plotting against me." Yan Chenfeng wiped his hair with a towel, his eyes deep.

"Don't doubt it." Shen Zhiyi said bluntly, "I just want to plot against you."

"..."

Hearing this, Yan Chenfeng threw aside the towel that had wiped his hair, and walked straight to the bed.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his long legs, bent his knees against Shen Zhiyi's side, and wrapped her in his arms.

In an instant, the man's cold and powerful breath rushed towards his face.

Shen Zhiyi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she subconsciously leaned back, but in the next second, the man grabbed the back of her head and pulled her back to a close distance.

Four eyes facing each other.

Breathing hot.

Shen Zhiyi could even hear the beating of his own heart.

"Didn't you want to plot against me?" Yan Chenfeng stared at her with dark eyes, his thick eyebrows raised, "Are you cowardly?"

Shen Zhiyi: "..."

cowardly?

Nothing!

In order to prove that she was not just talking, Shen Zhiyi wrapped her arms around the man's neck without hesitation, and kissed him on the lips.

This small gesture completely aroused the man's impulse.

He pushed Shen Zhiyi down, kissed her deeply with his lips and tongue in his mouth, absorbing the woman's sweetness.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Chenfeng finally let her go.

The little woman beneath her was already out of breath.

"Next time you dare to provoke me, it will be more than just a kiss." Yan Chenfeng stood up, "Wash up and go have breakfast."

……

After Shen Zhiyi finished washing, she pushed open the door, just bumping into Mrs. Yan who was passing by.

Seeing Shen Zhiyi coming out of Yan Chenfeng's room, Mrs. Yan was stunned for a moment, with a flash of surprise in her eyes.

"Did you sleep here last night?"

Shen Zhiyi nodded, but she was thinking in her heart, how did she come to Yan Chenfeng's room?

She and Song Qingyin drank in the garden last night, and it seemed that they had drunk too much.

Then what happened, I am vague and can't remember clearly.

Seeing Shen Zhiyi's admission, Mrs. Yan showed a quite satisfied expression: "I've wanted to say it for a long time, you are a husband and wife, what does it look like to sleep in separate rooms? Besides, my son is a healthy man, you have been giving him a cold shoulder No problem."