CHAPTER XVI

Yan Chaoyu pinched her fingertips lightly, a little itchy.

But she could endure it.

Until the slender fingers shuttled into her palm, interlocking the ten fingers, slowly filling between her fingers.

This is a slow and methodical action.

It was clearly just a simple handshake, but between the movements, the distance was also silently closer, and the satin skirt tightly wrapped her slender thighs.

The fabric of the trousers touches the fabric of the skirt.

His body temperature was high, and the side of his leg seemed to be burned.

Wen Zhen's eyes swirled in the light, and her red lips were gorgeous: "Yan always wants to take me through the back door?" ”

Yan Chaoyu replied: "If Mrs. Yan wants to, I can also give it a try." ”

He seems to be a good talker tonight.

"Thank you."

Yan Chaoyu continued to say to her: "So Zhenzhen, the admission ticket is not my credit, in your field, I don't know anything, and I can only play an auxiliary role." ”

The squeezing sensation of her fingertips made her heart sink with the vast night.

She paused for a few seconds, knowing in her heart that even if he didn't ask for credit, with the relationship between Li Minhong and the Yan family's grandmother, she was already better than many people.

Wen Zhen was in a trance for a moment, but soon, she remembered what Li Minhong had said when she left.

Mr. Yan during the day, he is polite and meticulous in dress.

Yan Chaoyu tilted his head and looked over.

Wen Zhen nodded.

They are now a legal husband and wife, which seems to be very reasonable, but Wen Zhen remembered the agent who was still waiting outside the door: "Sister Shan is still waiting for me." ”

Wen Zhen finally found the adjective, and the day and night were divided.

The night in Hong Kong is darker than in Beijing, and the lights in the house are brighter.

Thinking back to the eve of flying from Beijing to Hong Kong, that strange feeling came again.

Start removing makeup, washing your face, and taking a bath! Carry out a delicate woman's nightly skincare routine.

Her hand slowly clasped back into his.

"Assistant Chen will arrange for your agent to go back to the hotel." The man raised his eyebrows, quietly waiting for her answer.

But obviously, Wen Zhen eats him very much.

Yan Chaoyu: "Aunt Min Hong is my grandmother's friend in Hong Kong in the past, Recently, she has the idea of accepting another disciple, your name is in her, not the first time I mentioned it, Weibo hot search, her old man occasionally watches, not to mention, there are some of your previous competition videos." ”

There was an unknown smile hidden in those eyes as deep as the sea, Wen Zhen pursed his lips, let go of his hand, and was firmly grasped by him.

Yan Chaoyu took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom outside, the door was half-closed, the room was quiet, and Wen Zhen could hear the sound of the water flowing in the bathroom.

Yan Chaoyu asked her, "Mrs. Yan, will you come with me tonight?" ”

When Wen Zhen wiped her body lotion and put on her neat pajamas and came out of the bathroom, there was still a row of dim wall lamps in the room, and the man on the bed was already lying down, and his long breathing was even, he should have fallen asleep.

Tonight I will share a bed with this man again.

She reached out to stroke his eyebrows, and as soon as her fingertips were touched, the man suddenly opened his eyes, crossed his forearm at the waist, and scooped the person into the quilt.

Wen Zhen half-supported the floor-length skirt and looked sideways at the man in the driver's seat.

From the outskirts of the city to the Kuangyi Hotel in Central, the roar of supercars is filled with the roar of cars along the way, and the cars are speeding on the empty road.

Yan Chaoyu always gave her a sense of separation.

has been going along with her wishes, and the coaxing meaning is slowly strengthening.

It's no wonder that his pupils are a little bit blue.

I don't want to.

Yan Chaoyu glanced at her: "It's half Hong Kong, and half is of British blood." ”

As he explained, Wen Zhen understood a little better, pondering his words and capturing another key message: "Is your grandmother from Hong Kong?" ”

The blazer had been casually thrown on the back seat by him, and the man's white shirt was torn a little messy, and the cuffs were pulled up to reveal well-defined forearms.

Taking advantage of the dark night and high wind, Yan Chaoyu clasped her hand and left the brightly lit castle through the secret door of the study, and a dark gray series Bugatti stopped at the intersection, as if waiting for their arrival.

Yan Chaoyu at night, what kind of square, what kind of etiquette, is all an illusion outside the skin.

Wen Zhen raised his eyebrows, and when he was about to turn off the light and lie down, he realized that the man next to him had locked his eyebrows after falling asleep.

Even if it's just a hotel suite for an overnight stay, it's a large penthouse in the heart of Minato.

He is a beast that has been dormant for a long time, only to be hunted in the middle of the night.

But no matter what time he is, he is always the most generous one.

She asked, "Is tomorrow's dinner my ticket?" ”

Outside the curtains hanging on the side, the night was deep.

Thinking of the night she received the certificate, Wen Zhen walked into the bathroom and patted her hot cheeks, and after dismissing some inappropriate pictures for children, her eyes swept over her commonly used skin care products on the washstand, and she didn't know whether it was Assistant Chen's carefulness, whether she had prepared for her every time, or the man's instructions.

Looking at each other, his palm was wide enough to pinch half of her waist, the hosta on Wen Zhen's head slipped down the pillow, his head was covered with green silk, the air was filled with the fragrance of orange blossoms, the light shadow fell on their bodies, the neckline of the nightgown that was originally tightly wrapped was half open between pulling, and there was the sparkling light of Lancôme essence in the roundness.

His eyes darkened, and two chaotic breaths intertwined.

The other party's lips were close at hand.

Wen Zhen's eyelashes trembled slightly, his teeth tightened, and he didn't kiss before, and the taste was quite good.

Feeling flustered, Yan Chaoyu's hand supporting her ear suddenly raised, brushed away her messy black hair, and then withdrew from her body and lay down, and said to her in an unsteady voice: "Sleep." ”

Wen Zhen's whole body was half frozen, and she slowed down for a while, until the sound of breathing beside her was even, and then she tilted her head slightly and looked over in disbelief.

Is that all?

The heartbeat just now was definitely not the only one in the chaos.

Still stunned, there was a turning movement on her side, and she was taken into her arms by a hand, which belonged to the good smell of his body, and she was full of arms.

His low voice sounded in his ears: "Why don't you sleep yet." ”

As for the lights on outside the living room and the mobile phones that vibrate from time to time on the table, no one paid any attention.

The air conditioning in the room was turned low, and the quilt was wrapped tightly, and he rolled to a hot stove by feeling, and his hands were rubbing along the edge of the stove.

The man slowly opened his eyes, and saw the long hair wrapped around him, and a small white hand that was warming up through the gap in his buttons.

Feeling the restraint, the woman in her arms snorted impatiently.

Yan Chaoyu's eyes deepened, followed the ruddy and full lips, and saw her crow's eyelashes trembling, her thin eyebrows tightly twisted, and her Adam's apple rolling slightly.

As soon as he eased up a little, under the fabric of pajama pants as thin as cicada wings, a thin leg lifted up and pressed up.

The sword eyebrows were sharp, and the cold white skin on the neck was flushed with a thin layer of red.

Yan Chaoyu endured and called her to Zhenzhen softly.

Wen Zhen slept deeply, and when she woke up, it was already afternoon, she blinked her eyes, the curtains were drawn, not letting a trace of sunlight in, she reached out and groped beside her, it was empty, and there was no residual warmth.

"What about people......

As soon as the voice came out, I noticed a hint of hoarseness.

Wen Zhen pinched his throat and slowly stood up, and it was dark all around.

The nightgown on her body had long since fallen to the ground, and the silk suspenders hung thinly from the woman's delicate collarbone, and large patches of snow skin were exposed to the air.

When vision is blurred, hearing is often more sensitive.

The bedroom door was open, and the sound of conversation outside could be faintly heard, Wen Zhen wanted to distinguish it, got up and stepped barefoot on the thin blanket, and walked to the smooth ground, the coolness of the tiles made the snow-white toes curl up.

"Squeak" –

The door was gently pushed open.

Thousands of acres of daylight poured down on her, and the woman's black hair was slightly messy, and her expression swept over everything in front of her with a lazy and sluggish expression.

But a woman is born with a good face, beautiful eyebrows and eyes, snowy skin and red lips, and a tall and slender figure who has practiced dancing all year round, even if she stands there at will without being raunchy, it is also a scenery that cannot be ignored in the eyes of others.

Immediately, a tall figure fell in front of her, and the man leaned over a men's coat over her snow-jade shoulders.

"Woke you up?"

Yan Chaoyu's figure blocked Wen Zhen's vision, but he vaguely caught a glimpse of a few shadows dangling across the wall.

As soon as the door closed, the automatic curtains began to operate, and Wen Zhen's vision gradually returned to clarity.

She asked, "Is there anyone else out there?" ”

The voice is still a little hoarse, with a little nasal, and it sounds very sticky.

Yan Chaoyu walked around her to the sofa by the window, poured a glass of warm water and handed it to her.

"General Assistant Chen, and several secretaries accompanying me, have a contract to sign in the afternoon, and they are here for this matter."

He looked idle, and then asked her, "What do you want to eat after sleeping for so long?" ”

Wen Zhen was a little tired these days, shook his head and said, "I don't have much appetite, I don't want to eat." ”

"Aunt Min Hong has a horse farm on her estate in Hong Kong, and the afternoon will be some physically demanding activities, and you need to supplement some nutrition."

In the end, there was no excuse to avoid this brunch, and Assistant Chen prepared a table for her according to Hong Kong-style standards.

Wen Zhen really has no appetite, but in the mood of not wasting food, he tries to eat as many bites as possible, and eats until his lower abdomen is bulging, but the table is full of food but does not move at all.

She looked a little distressed.

On the sofa, Yan Chaoyu put on the work computer, looked sideways to see her expression, and couldn't help but smile: "If you haven't finished eating, you will give it to them or put it in the refrigerator later." ”

Wen Zhen's expression immediately lit up: "Wouldn't this be bad?" ”

Yan Chaoyu said to her, "If you haven't opened it, you can divide it, and put it in the refrigerator if you have opened it." ”

Then he got up and pushed a milky suitcase into the room, telling her that it was brought by Wenshan in the morning.

Wen Zhen asked where Wen Shan went, and Yan Chaoyu only said that he would leave first.

Hong Kong's climate is on the humid side, with a temperature of 23°C in the weather forecast.

Wen Zhen wore a light gray knit sweater, with jeans underneath, the color was simple and generous, she was tall and tall, thinking of the horse farm that Yan Chaoyu just mentioned, Wen Zhen finally found a pair of flat shoes to put on.

There should be nothing wrong with dressing up like this to see an elder or a mentor.

When leaving the hotel, the car waiting in front of the gate had a different car logo, and Wen Zhen subconsciously looked at the man beside him, who was leaning out to open the door for her.

Chen Zhu sat in the co-pilot, bowed his head slightly, and the word wife did not speak.

Wen Zhen: "Good afternoon, Assistant Chen." ”

Li Minhong's manor is also near the castle where last night's banquet took place, but compared to the magnificence of the castle, this manor is much more low-key.

As soon as she got out of the car, another car drove outside the manor, and out of the back seat was her agent Wen Shan.

The housekeeper of the manor explained that Professor Li was still taking a lunch break, and the older he was, the more tired he became, and the juniors of the Li family were waiting for Yan Chaoyu to arrive at the racecourse.

Several people were introduced into the manor by the housekeeper, Wen Zhen glanced at Wen Shan who was following behind her from time to time, she was extremely calm and a little abnormal about all this.

It wasn't until the manor maid brought her into the women's locker room that Wen Shan stopped her.

"We've been working together for so long, Wen Zhen, you're not interesting enough."

This is the second person to say so.

Wen Zhen held his forehead and wanted to explain, but Wen Shan interrupted directly: "Don't explain, explanation is to cover up, and to cover up is to make up stories, I don't care what kind of top wealthy family friendship drama you two are or the little wife drama of the domineering president, in short, you have to let your husband restrain himself." ”

Wen Zhen: "?? ”

Wen Shan's words were serious: "I kidnapped you for me in front of so many 185 bodyguards last night, and today I took you to meet Li Minhong in person, what if I have to take a direct assessment in the afternoon?" Zhenzhen, look at the red blood in your eyes, you haven't rested, you have to let him restrain himself, and he will ride a horse for a while, you just pull the reins and walk around. ”

Wen Zhen: "Sister Shan, I think your current thoughts are very dangerous. ”

Wen Shan raised his eyebrows: "Who doesn't understand the newlyweds, and they either stop you, or tell you to be restrained." ”

Although I have heard Wen Shan talk about this before, there are not many, and the person concerned is not himself.

Wen Zhen smiled, "Sister, watch less, it's been very strict on the Internet recently." ”

What's more, between her and Yan Chaoyu, there really hasn't been a time for that incident to happen.

What a thug in a suit, what a lot of tension, she only admits that he is improving in kissing skills.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhen fastened the hidden buckle of the belt to prevent it from falling off.

The two walked side by side towards the horse farm, in the private horse farm in the Li family manor, the wilderness was open, the eyes were full of green, and not far away there were a few people standing there chatting, and a few horses were leisurely gnawing on the grass.

Following the head and looking at the past, under the floating golden sun, Yan Chaoyu led a black horse, slightly tilted his head to talk to the man beside him, the emotion between his eyebrows and eyes was faint, and he looked careless.

After answering this sentence, Yan Chaoyu teased his eyes lightly, his eyes swept ahead, and he met the eyes of the woman Qing Lingling.

In Wen Zhen's sight, he only saw him and a few people beside him turning their heads sideways and saying something lightly, and then walked towards her with the reins.

The group of boys and brothers who surrounded the man just now coaxed a few words, but they didn't dare to make a big noise.

Wen Shan also looked over, sighed silently, and saw that the person was getting closer and closer, and immediately said to Wen Zhen: "I'll find someone to choose a horse for me to try first, Zhenzhen, you can play with your husband." ”

Speaking of this, she whispered in her ear: "Your husband's condition is really emotional." ”

Wen Shan raised his eyebrows and squeezed his eyes away.

Yan Chaoyu walked up to her: "What are you talking about?" ”

Thinking of Wen Shan's words, Wen Zhen felt that his mouth was dry, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he tried to understate the past: "It's nothing, it's just some work things." ”

His chin was slightly raised, and his eyes were as gentle as calm lake water: "Have you ever learned to ride a horse?" ”

Wen Zhenwaner: "It's a little, but it's a little rusty." ”

Yan Chaoyu raised her chin lightly, signaling that she could stroke the horse's back, Wen Zhen tried to do so, and the black horse was very cooperative and did not move.

"This horse is called Heifeng, I raised it, I usually don't want to be close to people, I want to be close to you, it should be assumed that you are its mistress."

He whispered.

Wen Zhen's heart beat slightly, brushing the smooth and translucent hair on the horse's back, and the smooth mane running through her fingertips.

Yan Chaoyu raised his eyebrows slightly, adjusted the saddle, and leaned his back slightly, looking like a gentleman: "Try?" ”

A long, broad hand landed under her eyes, waiting quietly.

Wen Zhen's gaze followed, and he didn't know if he had just been chanted to give birth to a spell, and a frame of his finger flashed through his mind.

She quickly dismissed again, raised her eyes, reached out and took advantage of the strength of the man's arm, stepped her long legs into the stirrups, and sat firmly on the horse's back in one go.

The hands of the two naturally let go, and Yan Chaoyu handed the reins in his hand to her.

"Try to master it yourself."

Wen Zhen did as he said, clenched the reins, lightly clamped the horse's belly between his legs, and walked slowly along the racecourse fence.

She had learned equestrianism when she was young, and she was born with such a talent for controlling the balance of her body, so it was not difficult for her to learn equestrianism at that time.

The teacher who taught her praised her ability, but the study time only lasted for three months.

Three months later, her parents divorced, and she was sent to her grandfather Wen Xiangsong.

Since then, he has never set foot on the racecourse.

As he was distracted, the horse under him seemed to be suddenly frightened, and galloped along the fence completely out of control, and his body slammed forward, and his vision was shaken by the huge upheaval.

Wen Zhen came back to his senses and tightened the reins, leaning back to try to stop Mahler independently, and a large expanse of flying sand suddenly rose behind him.

She felt a pair of familiar hands wrapping her, the wind of hunting in her ears, and his slow, powerful voice.

"Zhenzhen, relax, give me the rope."

His expression was cold and sharp, Wen Zhen's whole person was leaning on his arms, slowly lifting his eyelashes, and the afterglow flashed the yin owl emotions that came out of the man's eyes.

Then a long hissing sound resounded through the racecourse.

The black horse stopped, Yan Chaoyu turned over and dismounted in silence throughout the whole process, and then picked up her weak waist and hugged the person down.

The people on the side had already seen this scene in a daze, and when they saw that people were safe, they hurried to take the reins from the man's hand.

Wen Zhen's heart slowly calmed down, and slowly looked at him, the deep and cold face was carefully inspecting the injuries on her body, and when she raised her eyes, Yan Chaoyu's voice was still a little panting: "Are you hurt?" ”

Frightened, she shook her head.

I only remembered that the yin owls under the man's eyes had completely dissipated, as if it was just an illusion of a scene in her fright.

Yan Chaoyu couldn't confirm whether she was really okay, so he picked up the half-soft person horizontally, and when he left the racecourse, he ordered the assistant with a very cold attitude:

"Black Wind won't be frightened for no reason, go check all the monitoring equipment in the racecourse, and I want the results before dinner."

Fifteen minutes later, in the bedroom of the villa.

Wen Zhen sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at the man who was examining her wounds.

In the panic just now, she didn't notice the pain, but now that she eased up, she realized that there was a hole on the side of her pants, which was not obvious, but it scratched the skin on the inside of her leg.

In the empty and quiet room, I only heard a piercing 'sting' -

Wen Zhen dropped his gaze in a daze, in his sight, the back of the man's hand was covered with green tendons, the black pants on his legs were violently split in two, the light rendered the entire bedroom, and a large amount of dust surged in the air.

His face was always calm, "It's easy to take the medicine." ”

The smell of alcohol was pungent, and the man dipped it in a cotton swab and half-crouched in front of her with his eyes down, carefully treating her wounds.

As soon as the cotton swab touched the leg meat, Wen Zhen hissed softly, and his brows tightened.

She was afraid of pain, but she was also used to patience.

It's just that the way this person took the medicine was light and heavy for a while, as if he was deliberately torturing people.

Wen Zhen said with some hesitation: "Otherwise, I'll come by myself." ”

Yan Chaoyu's eyebrows twitched, his dark gaze fell on her face, and he asked her, "Does it hurt?" ”

Wen Zhen shook his head, "It doesn't hurt, but I'll come faster." ”

Yan Chaoyu's hand speed increased significantly, cleaning and disinfecting for her, the slender snow-white leg dangled in the man's dark pupils, when bandaging, the cotton cloth was close to her skin, and the temperature of the man's fingertips also fell, in a virtual circle, looking down-

His palms were large enough to encircle her.

The tape that held the gauze was attached, and his fingertips were pressed down tighter, and Wen Zhen felt that the skin that he had touched consciously developed small bumps, and his slender and distinct fingers fell on the cracks.

The curtains in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows were wide open, and the time was close to seven o'clock in the evening, the daylight was gradually fading, and the orange-red sunset like salted egg yolks was pouring out of the windows.

The twilight is sinking inch by inch.

The shadow refracted down, and the two of them raised their eyes and slammed into each other, the size of the riding shirt was small, XS, and stretched her back straight.

She stiffened and tried to step back, but it was too late.

Yan Chaoyu's hand held her back steadily, brought her forward, the ponytail hung down high, and a lock of green silk swept the man's sharp and neat eyebrows.

It's so close.

Her eyelashes twitched, and she could clearly see his sliding Adam's apple.

"Does it still hurt?"

He asked.

It doesn't hurt, just a little itchy.

She still shook her head slightly, saying it was okay.

He asked again, "Were you scared just now?" ”

Wen Zhen habitually wanted to say that she had eased up.

Her lips opened, and Yan Chaoyu blocked her cover-up: "On horseback, you have been shaking." ”

He calmly stated the facts, and after a moment of silence, the gentle evasive personality sprang out again, not speaking, only to avoid his questioning.

However, in the next second, a soft touch fell on her.

It was the third kiss between them.

He swallowed all the sounds.

The back of the neck was pressed by the man's hand, and the force was all tilted down, and the lips were close to each other.

This time the kiss is no longer violent, nor is it violent. force, but such a posture is extraordinarily lingering.

The dangling foot landed on his thighs at some point, and the jade-white round toes crumpled the fabric of his pants, creating a circle of swirl marks.

Wen Zhen felt suspended in the air, and the whole person was uncontrollably accepting his kiss.

It was a messy feeling.

Dizzy and breathless, faintly with a sense of chopsticks,

And with the shock.

He left his lips and kissed her black hair-tangled neck, his lips and tongue like flames.

Wen Zhen's toes curl lightly.

Suddenly, there was a crisp knock at the door.

The dilated pupils focused instantly.

Wen Zhen pushed his shoulder hard, and his voice was low and urgent: "There is someone ...... outside"

Yan Chaoyu's eyelids drooped, the bridge of her straight nose was against Wen Zhen, her lips slowly moved away from the side of her neck, and Wen Zhen's back also trembled obviously, and her senses were infinitely enlarged.

A heavy breath spilled down on her skin:

"They don't dare to come in."

(End of chapter)