A light piano sound suddenly sounded, and the soothing rhythm surrounded the entire living room.

It's a familiar melody, where he should have heard it, but he just can't remember it.

In the warm yellow candlelight, he saw a warm face in a red dress walking towards him, smiling and smiling, swaying with a thin waist, like a blooming rose, warm and gorgeous, rich and fragrant.

"Xiao He, dance with me. She stood in front of him, her green right hand right in front of him, her slender fingertips hanging slightly, waiting for someone to hold them.

Maybe it was because she had drunk wine, or something else, her voice was a little low, without the excitement and sweetness of Fang Cai, and even a kind of inexplicable sadness.

His heart trembled slightly, and he couldn't understand why he felt this way.

Until a slightly hoarse female voice sounded from the piano—

“Your-finger-tips-across-my-skin......”

Your fingertips glide over my skin......

At the same time, his jaw was suddenly lightly touched by something.

Slightly cool, soft, and warm fingertips.

He shuddered slightly, a thin electric current flowed from the depths of his body, and he suddenly couldn't distinguish between music and reality.

Almost instinctively, he gripped the fingers that caressed his jaw tightly, tilted his head slightly, and stared at the woman in front of him.

She had the light on her back, her face blurred and gentle.

She took his hand back, but her foot took a step back, a step or two.

It wasn't easy to say if it was because of her strength or something else, he followed her pull to his feet, she took a step back, and he took a step forward.

The female voice in the stereo continued to sing, singing so sadly, so gently.

When the chorus sang "Goodbye, my-almost-lover", his heart trembled, he stopped abruptly, and pulled his hand—

Wen Yan threw herself into his arms like a rose that had suddenly been broken off from a branch, in a resolute and lingering manner.

He hugged her back, she wrapped her arms around his waist, and the two of them swayed gently in the sad female voice, not to mention dance steps, but neither of them tacitly stepped on each other's feet.

Wen Yan tilted her head up on his neck and gently sniffed the breath on his body.

The faint smell of smoke, the strong smell of wine, and the unique smell of his body mixed together, like the deadliest aphrodisiac, eroding her nerves.

"It's time to open the gifts. She whispered in his ear, her slightly hoarse voice revealing infinite charm.

Xiao He's heart beats very fast, and a man of his age and status will no longer easily speed up his heart for someone or anything.

But at the moment his heart was beating so fast, but at the same time he was so awake.

He knew that the woman in his arms was called Wen Yan, and he knew that she had been trying to seduce him, but at this moment, he suddenly didn't care.

Between her neck were her soft, moist lips, touching his skin as if out of nowhere.

All he felt was a fire burning from underneath and burning to his temples.

"Xiao He, kiss me. ”

......

As soon as the sky was gray, Wen Yan woke up.

To be exact, she was woken up by the ringing of the doorbell.

Almost as soon as the doorbell rang, she woke up.

She slowly got up from the couch, glanced at the bedroom, and sighed.

Last night, the atmosphere was so charming, however, it didn't happen when it shouldn't have happened.

She looked down at her neck, mottled white skin, although it shouldn't have happened, but these marks were enough to make it real.

She deliberately opened the buttons on her pajamas again, still bare-legged, and walked leisurely to the door.

Not surprisingly, the person standing at the door was none other than Tang Xin.

Tang Xin's originally anxious expression was instantly stunned the moment he saw Wen Yan. She stared at her for a moment, from her sleepy-eyed face, to her pajamas that clearly didn't belong to her, and finally to her long, smooth legs.

Tang Xin's face changed little by little, his eyes lit up with hot flames, and his whole face was distorted and deformed!

"Wen Yan, you, why are you here?!" Tang Xin pushed Wen Yan angrily, rushed in directly and walked inside, shouting as he walked, "Ah He, Ah He!"

Wen Yan was almost pushed down, after she stood still, she still had a leisurely expression, and said lightly: "Mr. Xiao was tired last night and hasn't woken up yet, if Miss Tang has something urgent to find him, I'll go and tell him to get up." ”

Tang Xin couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence, she trembled with anger, turned around and glared at Wen Yan viciously.

When Xiao San is so natural and unscrupulous, it is the first time she has seen it!

Tang Xin was so angry that he could barely speak.

He looked at her with a warm smile and no smoking.

She brushed her long hair from her sideburns, and the strands of it were brushed open, revealing a red-scarred neck.

What the red mark is, a discerning person can understand it at a glance.

Tang Xin was still suspicious, but when she saw the red marks on Wen Yan's neck, she was basically sure in her heart.

"Wen Yan, you slut!"

Tang Xin was furious, and could no longer care about her cultivation and demeanor, so he raised his hand suddenly.

Only two sounds of "click" and "pop" were heard at the same time.

In the next moment, Wen Yan covered half of his face, and Xiao He just came out of the bedroom.

Like in slow motion in a movie, Wen Yan slowly lowered his hand and raised his eyes to look at Xiao He who was standing at the door of the bedroom.

Tang Xin followed her gaze and saw Xiao He with a calm face.

Wen Yan blinked his eyelids, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then lowered his eyes without speaking.

Tang Xin suddenly panicked, she didn't know why she felt flustered, obviously she was the victim.

She pounced on Xiao He and pulled his arm: "Ah He, must be this woman who seduces you?

Xiao He's gaze fell on Wen Yan's face for a few seconds, and then lowered his eyes to look at Tang Xin.

"Ah He, you speak!" Tang Xin pulled his arm regardless of it.

Her eyes were red, her hair was messy, and she had long lost the dignified demeanor of the eldest lady.

Xiao He frowned, and finally spoke, his voice low: "You go back first." ”

Tang Xin's heart instantly cooled.

"No, I'm not leaving, why am I leaving, if you want to go, it's this cheap woman who wants to go!" Tang Xin screamed, she had lost her mind, "Xiao He, I am your fiancée, you treat me like this! If it weren't for our Tang family, would you be where you are today?"

Xiao He lowered his eyes to look at her, his eyes were dark, and after a while, he showed a mocking smile, and his voice was extremely cold: "Really?"

His voice was not loud, but Tang Xin chuckled in his heart.

It's his scales, and she's really carried away to say such a thing.

"No, Ah He, I didn't mean that......" Tang Xin anxiously wanted to explain.

But Xiao He didn't want to hear it: "You either go back by yourself, or I will ask someone to send you back, and you choose one yourself." ”

She can go by herself in the former, and she can't help the latter.

Maybe because of what he said just now, Tang Xin was a little weak-hearted and instinctively obeyed his majesty.

Reason slowly retracted, and she knew that it was wrong for her to say more at this moment.

But......

She turned her head to look at Wen Yan, stomped her foot hatefully, turned her head and walked towards the door.

Wen Yan glanced at her figure, turned her gaze back, looked at Xiao He, and seemed to sigh softly: "Am I causing trouble to Mr. Xiao?"

Didn't she call this when she asked him to kiss her last night, and after the night, she called Mr. Xiao back again?

Xiao He's eyes were heavy and he walked towards her.

Wen Yan felt a little nervous inexplicably, she forced herself to calm down, looked up at him, and her eyes were as calm as water.

Xiao He's gaze fell on her slightly swollen cheek, on her fair and delicate cheeks, and the red marks on her five fingers were very dazzling.

He lifted his hand and brushed lightly over the red and swollen skin, his fingers sliding down and pinching her chin.

His fingers strained slightly, forcing Wen Yan to raise his head.

"Wen Yan," Xiao He's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were dark, "Do you have anything to say to me?"