87. NO.89

In her thoughts, her memory rewinded back to that night, the night she was kidnapped, when he used this hand to block the powerful wooden stick, was it at that time......

At this time, Wei Yan pulled her inchless body, pressed it, kissed the snow white on her chest, remembering that last night, he was sexually and interesting, and he was always not enough, and this male omen was waking up little by little, longing for that sweetness.

"Wei Yan......" Shen Li pushed him up, his face was serious, no matter how wanton he was, she didn't want it.

"How...... Don't want to? He clearly remembered that last night she was charming and moving, and she was unexpectedly sensitive, as long as she was slightly teasing, she would uncontrollably greet herself.

"Is this scar that night?" The serious tone extinguished Wei Yan's desire, and the flat eyebrows were instantly locked.

Wei Yan kissed the dragonfly and landed on her lips, slightly perfunctory, Shen Li concentrated on waiting for his answer, but he changed the topic.

"Let's continue tonight" There were peach blossoms in her eyes, like a joke, but Shen Li's heart sank, for such a shy question, she forgot to blush, and in contemplation, Wei Yan turned over and left above her, and then waved off the quilt and got out of bed, took the pajamas and put them on her body casually, and when she arrived at the door, Wei Yan forgot about the important things to explain, and turned her head sideways.

"I don't need to go to the company today" I was afraid that she would be reckless, so I gave a warning and continued to walk after speaking.

Shen Li's eyes followed him closely, until the moment she disappeared, but a sense of guilt surged into her heart, because of that dazzling scar, after so long, she didn't notice it, it must have hurt at that time, but from beginning to end, she never took off that layer of defense, and refused him thousands of miles away, even if they were already familiar with each other's bodies, but it was only limited to the body, not the mind......

On this day, she listened to Wei Yan's words, obediently stayed at home, took the English book to the courtyard under the sun umbrella, and looked like it was a morning, until there was a sore neck, she closed the book, gently rubbed the sore cervical vertebrae, got up and walked towards the house with the book.

In a blink of an eye, it was evening, it was already time for dinner, the food was ready, Shen Li hadn't started yet, although I didn't know if he would come back to eat together tonight, it seemed that she hoped for a miracle.

"Ah Li, Mr. may not come back" Song Ma came to the table and reminded her, she had been waiting for two hours, the steaming meal had already run out of temperature, if she came back, she would have come back a long time ago, without his table, it was commonplace, but now she longed for someone to accompany her to finish the meal, maybe it was the long-term loneliness that made her feel tired.

Looking at the rice in front of him, Shen Qian picked up the chopsticks absently, took a mouthful of rice and put it in his mouth.

"It's still hot, it's cold" Song's mother was worried for a while.

Shen Li smiled faintly, without saying a word, and didn't know what this smile meant, since she saw the scar on his hand, she always unconsciously wandered, unable to settle down, this time she was deeply disturbed, just like electromagnetic waves without a moment of peace.

At this time, the door was opened from the outside, and two pairs of eyes in the room looked at the same time, and Wei Yan entered the house.