As soon as Wang Xueyan entered the house, he felt a burst of silence.

Chen Chen is not here today, she has successfully entered the work of Aoke, and it is to assist Yan Yu's work, Wen Yihua intends to cultivate her well.

Tonight is a department party, and she's a newcomer, so how can she not attend?

She was pleased with the arrangement of Wen Yihua. In the future, she could at least learn a little bit about him through Chen Chen.

Standing under the head of the lotus shower and letting the hot water spill on her body, she felt that the pain in her body was relieved a lot.

recalled the scene in the villa in her mind, and she couldn't help but caress her smooth skin: such a skin-to-skin kiss, if it was that person, could she bear it?

Lying in the quilt, she called the intelligent robot and played a song "The Spirit of Life" by Li Zongsheng.

The robot was also given to her by Wen Yihua, and they once hugged the robot together and let it keep singing.

I didn't finish one song, and let the robot play another song. In the end, she pretended to be angry and said, "Can you let me finish listening to a song?"

As soon as the words fell, the lips were already warm, and the robot could be regarded as having finished a song.

The song is still unfinished, and neither is the meaning when the painting leaves her lips.

At this time, although the song is not popular, the lyrics are full of love.

The complaint is endless, the road is endless, lingering and yearning, gratifying and lucky.

You are the spirit of my life,

You know all my feelings,

You are the one who woke me up from my dreams,

Again, once again, open my heart.

About the road of love,

We've all been there

。。。。

The two of them are mutual, waking each other up from their dreams, right?

At that time, Wen Yihua hugged her tightly and said seriously in her ear: "You are the elf in my life." ”

And she blinked: "The devil's elves?"

"Haha!" her naughtiness made him hug her harder again, "even if it's a devil's elf, I admit it." ”

Before I knew it, the pillow was already wet with tears. She's going to be the gentle and a little dull self again!

The music didn't stop, and she heard Chen Chen tiptoe open the door, poke his head out and ask, "Xue Yan, are you asleep?"

She replied softly, "Not yet." ”

Chen Chen heard the buzzing in her voice, walked in with a sour heart, and said to her, "Are you in a bad mood?"

She lay still, her eyes surprisingly wide in the dark: "Morning, I'm suddenly so scared." I don't know how I'm going to face the rest of my life. Get married, have children, educate children. If the child is born in a family that does not love each other, is it too pitiful for the child?"

Chen Chen understood what she was talking about, and if it was herself, she didn't want to do this.

Sitting on the edge of her bed, Chen Chen said: "I have seen Mr. Wen in the past two days, and my spirit is not very good. However, I was trying to act like I was fine. I know you're all holding yourselves back. ”

"What else can I do? Chenchen! I have been so close to him in this life. Wang Xueyan seemed to have accepted his fate.

Chen Chen squeaked and said the sentence in her heart: "Break up, break up, do you have to marry Xuanwen, can you not marry him?"

After speaking, she said to herself: "I'm so stupid, if I don't see you getting married, how can my aunt rest assured that you and him will be reassured?"

Wang Xueyan smiled bitterly: "Who said that you are very arrogant and don't understand anything? I think you can understand it better than anyone else." ”

Chen Chen had a bad premonition in his heart: "Xue Yan, the classmates all know." The news spread too quickly. ”

Wang Xueyan was no longer impressed: "Someone deliberately spread it, how can it be unhappy?"

Chen Chen understood, and asked her, "You mean He Haiyang, could it be Xuanwen's instructions?"

She closed her eyes, as if she didn't want to mention this person: "It's him, it's not him, is it meaningful to investigate?"

Chen Chen grabbed the sheets tightly: "Xuanwen wasn't like this before, it must have been He Haiyang who took him badly." ”

"How are you and He Haiyang?" asked her softly.

She didn't even have any nostalgia: "GAME OVER! Xue Yan, is there a problem with my vision? What kind of man do I fancy to this? Not to mention eating and wiping clean, he always wants to use me to curry favor with Cheng Anqi." ”

Speaking of Cheng Anqi, she lowered her voice and said: "Xue Yan, the news spreads so quickly, Cheng Anqi will not let go of this opportunity, I guess she will." ”

She swallowed the rest of the words, secretly wondering why she was so stupid, and she had to stimulate Wang Xueyan again.

Who knew that Wang Xueyan didn't react at all, just said lightly: "As long as he is happy, I have nothing else to ask for in this life." ”

Of course, Cheng Anqi saw the opportunity, and when the opportunity came, she immediately took the initiative.

Tonight, the Aoke department gathered, and Wen Yihua and Zhang Mingle also participated. It's just that in the end, it became the two of them drinking.

In front of the employees, he wants to maintain his image, which will make everyone go, and he lets go of drinking.

He had long wanted to have a good drink, or rather get drunk, so he raised his head and drank another beer.

Zhang Mingle didn't stop him, and drank the wine in the cup with him.

Seeing that he was getting drunk little by little, he said: "Yihua, you can't drink anymore, I'll send you back!"

Wen Yihua stretched out his hand and grabbed him: "Brother Ming, have another drink with me! ”

"You're already drunk!" Zhang Mingle persuaded, sending a message on WeChat.

Not long after, Cheng Anqi came, she looked at the painting, and said to Zhang Mingle with satisfaction: "It's been so long, you are finally useful." ”

Zhang Mingle smiled casually: "You have also used it for so long, is it useful, don't you know?"

Cheng Anqi glanced at him: "After tonight, we won't contact each other again." ”

Zhang Mingle was not angry: "Okay, we have already agreed on three chapters of the law." Can you do it alone? Where are you going to take him? Or I'll open a room for you. ”

"What kind of room do you open?" Cheng Anqi retorted angrily, "You help me send him home." ”

Zhang Mingle came home with a drunken smell of the painting, and finally carried him into the house.

As soon as he entered the house, Cheng Anqi took the initiative to pick him up.

But where can she move a drunk person? Smelling the strength of all her body attached to her, she can't help but stumble!

Zhang Mingle stretched out his hand to help, and she immediately hid to the side, although it was a little difficult, she still gritted her teeth: "You go back!"

Zhang Mingle looked at his hand and said, "You'll dislike me right away?" and walked out and closed the door.

Cheng Anqi made a lot of effort, and finally brought Wen Yihua to the bedroom!

She had never done anything like this before, and she was exhausted and out of breath.

But as soon as she saw the intoxicated Wen Yihua, her heart rippled with happiness that she couldn't hide.

She squatted down, slowly touched Wen Yihua's handsome face, and muttered in her mouth: "Yihua, this moment, I've been waiting for a long time." ”

As she spoke, her hand slowly moved down from Wen Yihua's face, to his shirt, unbuttoned the first button, then the second, the third, the fourth...

Getting up, she stared at Wen Yihua's strong chest, breathed a deep sigh of relief, unbuttoned her knitwear, and one by one the clothes fell at her feet.

She lay beside him, her hands trembling and caressing his resolute lips, his Adam's apple, pressed against his strong pecs.

Pressed her lips, she imprinted on his. Then he took his arm and put it under his neck, put his hands around his neck, buried his face in his arms, smiled smugly, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Wen Yihua only remembered that he was drinking with Zhang Mingle, and he just wanted to get drunk so much, and then, he was... Half in the bag.

Headaches! Aches all over his body! He knew it was the result of a hangover.

Before he opened his eyes, he felt the softness in his arms, and a faint woman's fragrance. This taste is a little familiar, and he is a little pleased, Xue Yan?

No, this is definitely not Xue Yan! Xue Yan hardly uses perfume.

Hallucinations, must be hallucinations. He missed Wang Xueyan too much.

But, no, there was a deep and shallow breath in his arms, and he slowly opened his eyes: a sleeping woman, hugging her neck, herself... Wrap your arms around her.

This woman turned out to be Cheng Anqi.

Pictures flashed in his mind, but there was no Cheng Anqi in each picture.

Although he was shocked, he didn't move, just looked at her quietly, as if waiting for her to wake up.

Actually, she had woken up early, and she knew that she was beautiful, and that a beautiful woman was asleep—even more beautiful! and charming, and she was very confident in that.

So, her eyes were still closed.

She felt that Wen Yihua had woken up, which was exactly what she wanted. She doesn't believe it, can her current appearance be worse than Wang Xueyan?

Zhang Mingle once praised her sideburns and half-hidden breasts when he was most confused: Angel.

After a while, she moved her hand under her neck, Wen Yihua pulled out her arm, and was about to get up, when she suddenly found that she was "honest" with Cheng Anqi.

His heart was as disgusting as eating a fly. With a blank face, he scooped up his pants and put them on his body.

Cheng Anqi secretly opened his eyes to look at his back, with a tall figure and a broad back. Now, he can't leave! He's finally his own.

He turned, and she quickly closed her eyes and continued to pretend to be asleep. But from between his eyes, he saw the heroic spirit between his eyebrows and the cold essence under his eyes.

Although she was covered with a quilt, she felt a chill on her body.

"I'm going to work, I'm not going to send you home. His voice made her feel colder.

She was in a hurry, and sat up regardless of her image: "One painting!"

Wen Yihua slowly looked for a shirt in the closet to put on, and his slender fingers twisted the buttons between his sleeves: "If you want, you can continue to sleep here." I don't live here anyway. ”

Cheng Anqi hurriedly got up, not caring at all that she was still naked! and even deliberately straightened her chest before she began to dress: "A painting, we were last night... ”

She heard the sound of electricity coming from the bathroom, chased in to take a look, smelled a painting shaving, and couldn't hear what she was saying at all.

She said to him stupidly, "I came back from your car yesterday." ”

"Really?" Wen Yihua did not stop, and scraped more seriously: "Then you can take a taxi back!"

Seeing her standing motionless at the door, he stared at her: "Otherwise, I'll let Brother Ming pick you up." ”

"No, no, why call him?" she denied in her heart.

Wen Yihua sneered: "Didn't he call you yesterday?"

She was anxious and waved her hands in a panic: "No, no, I happened to go there for a drink and met you." ”

Smelling the painting, he cleaned up the table, and didn't look at her at all: "I'm going out." Are you going to go back to sleep?"

"Sleep?" she opened her mouth, "Smell a painting, you slept with me last night, do you want to be irresponsible?"