The chief lord drove to the nest where Yin Wenwen lived now.

Thinking of the small neines and hoods that were thrown everywhere before leaving, Yin Wenwen's face turned red, but fortunately, the night was dark enough to see clearly. She hesitated, looked evasively and said, "You won't go in for a while...... Home...... It's a mess......"

Her weak-hearted appearance, in the eyes of the chief adult, has a deep meaning. It's not something about her little bag, can't let him see it.

The chief adult's eyes sank, the temperature around him quickly dropped, and his cold face seemed to be a thousand years of ice.

"I haven't seen you messy yet, but now you're just entering the house, why are you nervous? Is it ......?"

The chief adult's eyes were swishing with a cold light, and suddenly, he stepped forward and blocked in front of her, and his tall figure shrouded her in shadows. "Are you still afraid that I will eat you?"

Because the house rented by Yin Wenwen is only a few floors, there is no need for an elevator. At this time, the chief adult's broad figure blocked the narrow staircase walkway, obscuring the dim corridor light.

On the fair-skinned face, the light and shadow are sufficient, and the handsome facial features seem to float in the light cluster, like a dream, perfect and unreal.

He leaned over and propped one hand on Yin Wenwen's side, looking like he had imprisoned her whole person in his arms from the perspective of the back.

The faces of the two people were so close that Yin Wenwen could see his glowing eyes, count the small fan-like eyelashes, and even see the lines on the thin lips and the slowly sliding Adam's apple.

The warm breath was entangled, the air was getting hotter and hotter, and Yin Wenwen's face was getting hotter and hotter.

"You, don't mess around, here's, it's a corridor. There are often people ......"

Yin Wenwen's voice was dry, he swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and his two big round eyes stared at him nervously.

I'm afraid that he will make some shocking moves in the next second.

In the staircase corridor, the sound of footsteps came from far and near, accompanied by the sound of people talking, stepping on the ground, getting closer and closer.

"Let go of me! Others don't see it well! ”

Yin Wenwen pushed him anxiously, and he was about to cry.

"Who am I yours?"

The chief lord's deep eyes shone faintly, his thin lips moved slightly, and his voice sounded low, and he firmly circled her, so that she had nowhere to escape.

When the footsteps were about to turn a corner, Yin Wenwen was in a mess, so he bit the tip of his tongue, lowered his eyes, and said like a mosquito: "Old ...... Old...... Old ......"

The word "old" has been old for a long time, and the remaining word can't be said.

The chief lord's face was completely cold. He thought that if he married her, he would have some weight in her heart. Unexpectedly, just a title, she is like a great enemy.

Raising his hand, he suddenly let go of the person under him, and when he heard her breathe a sigh of relief as if she had been amnestied, the chief lord couldn't help but let out a sneer, and his cold voice was like ice slag: "Open the door." ”

"Oh......"

Yin Wenwen looked at him in a daze, and was a little scared for a moment. The cold man in front of him is completely different from him five years ago, and he is not as strange as the same person.

Yes, her Chenchen has forgotten her.

The current self is just a marriage partner for him.

She pursed her lips bitterly and took out the key to open the door. A strong force struck, she exclaimed, and in an instant, even the person with the bag was pressed against the door panel.

In the darkness, the chief lord's eyes were so bright that she couldn't speak, and it was obviously a cold gaze, but she could see that she was hot