CHAPTER XIX

At eleven o'clock in the evening.

The area around the World Trade Center is full of lights, and a Bugatti stops in front of the "Tonight" bar.

The man was dressed in a straight suit and had a dignified bearing, leaning over to cover the back seat door, Zhong Sisi peeked in the direction of Wen Zhen.

Yan Chaoyu bowed his head with her: "I arranged a car to send Miss Zhong home." ”

Zhong Sisi, who was still immersed in amazement in the last second, immediately came to his senses, waved his hand and hurriedly said no, how could he be caught by the boss and take other people's little wives to club, and they will arrange for you to go home......

And an hour ago, she also said false rumors such as the boss is not good, the boss is going downhill, and so on......

Now seeing the deity, as a native of Beijing City, and Miss Zhong, who is also in the celebrity circle, naturally I often hear some rumors about Yan's in the circle.

And this is also the culprit who made her work overtime the previous week, Party A's father.

If the person in front of her knows the wind in her ears blowing to his wife tonight, will this special car take her home, or send her back to the West......

emmmm, she's weak-hearted.

A white light flashed behind her, Zhong Sisi turned around, and saw a business luxury car coming in her direction, the white-gloved driver got out of the car to say hello to the man, and then looked at Zhong Sisi and opened the car door for her.

Yan Chaoyu was deaf and heard the half sentence clearly.

"I have a home, I can't go back with you!"

"Are you kidnapping me?" Wen Zhen looked at the knot on his wrist in a daze and winked at him.

There was a small thud in the car.

After losing her mind for a few seconds, the palm holding her wrist was slightly out of control, Wen Zhen let out a low cry of pain, and when she raised her head, her dark and bright eyes were full of tears.

"I'm kidnapping you, aren't you afraid?"

Nonchalantly asked, "With whom?" ”

Wen Zhen pretended to glance at him calmly, her red lips were separated by buttons and shirts, and she answered him with actions and bit him.

"Wen Zhen, I don't know what I'm doing?"

As the night wore on, the Bugatti's doors closed again.

He followed his gaze, naturally scooped up the slender hands, and gently rubbed his fingertips on her wrist bones to relieve her pain.

Listening to her serious answer, Yan Chaoyu asked again: "Miss Wen, live alone?" ”

- "Harmony...... My husband. ”

Zhong Sisi took a big breath, and his smile froze completely.

Wen Zhenyi took the resign and pushed his hand away, his white cheeks were red, and his hands were resisting in front of him.

Since getting married, she has never called these two words, and even deliberately separated from him.

Yan Chaoyu squinted at her, wanting to pinch her face to see how drunk she was, and the next second warm fragrant nephrite fell in her arms, she simply gave up resistance and directly found a comfortable sleeping position in his arms.

Yan Chaoyu sighed lightly, afraid that she would hurt herself again, so she untied her tie a little helplessly, grabbed her two wrists, and tied the black tie tightly in circles.

"Wen Zhen."

Family, who understands???

Wen Zhen slowly stared at the man's hand, 'snap'-

The tone is also cold.

Yan Chaoyu stiffened, his eyes drooped inexplicably, fixed on her face, and pressed one hand on the back of her snow-white slender neck.

Yan Chaoyu raised his chin slightly and smiled lightly: "Miss Zhong doesn't have to be polite, I forgot to say before, Tonight also has shares between me and Zhenzhen, so you can directly record it in our account later." ”

Wen Zhen: "Harmony ......"

The light in the car shrouded the two of them, Wen Zhen turned over, his cheek rubbed against his shirt, his lower abdominal muscles were tight and hard, his hand was bent in front of him and couldn't move a bit, Wen Zhen leaned over the tip of his nose, and his lips touched the button.

"Miss Zhong, please get in the car."

Wen Zhen curled up in the corner with her hands and knees drowsy, her head rope fell at the end of her hair, the black silk hung out, her eyebrows and eyes were docile and quiet, she heard movement at this moment, her eyes narrowed a slit, and her pupils were full of the double image of the world, she struggled to see the man's outline, and her red lips murmured: "You...... Who...... Yes? ”

Yan Chaoyu: "Where is your home?" ”

"Tan Tan Ting, Building A XX08"

She lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling, her voice weakened, and she muttered the second half of the sentence in a low voice.

"Huh?"

With a crisp blow, the effect of the force was mutual, and her own palms were completely red, so it seemed that she was really in defense mode.

The partitions rise to create a confined space for them.

It looks like he's really drunk.

The breath inside the car was heating up, and his eyes were getting darker and darker.

Yan Chaoyu straightened her shaking shoulders and patiently comforted: "Don't move, let's go home first." ”

It's a bit fierce.

The partition did not rise, the driver could hear clearly, his eyelids jumped, and he couldn't help but quickly scan the rearview mirror.

Husband.

This is the boss's love in the car. Fun.play?

Wen Zhen's raised hands were a little tired, she shook her wrists, lowered her eyes and replied, "Of course it's not alone......"

'Hiss' –

Yan Chaoyu had already tried his best to restrain his voice, and a thin layer of sweat quickly soaked out of his rolling Adam's apple, and the back of his hand pressed against the back of Xue's neck secretly suppressed his strength, his green tendons were stacked, and his pulse was beating suddenly, and he thought that he was already cultivating endurance.

But at this moment, reason collapsed, and all the previous efforts were wasted.

The night is like splashing ink, and on the winding viaduct of the city, the car is speeding like a cheetah waiting to be hunted.

The navigation showed that it would take 35 minutes to reach Tanting, and 20 minutes later, Bugatti drove into the garage, the door opened and closed, and the driver was silent the whole time.

The elevator display is beating the numbers layer by layer.

A pair of snow-jade hands hung from the man's crumpled black shirt, his tie ununtied, his face was heavy, and his outstretched forearms hugged the crook of the woman's legs.

'Tick' –

Arrive at the top floor.

The man walked on his long legs and walked towards the door in a matter of seconds, and the empty building was only the sound of a few electronic passwords.

The door lock was unlocked, there was no word communication throughout the whole process, the sensor light in the entrance was lit, the door was closed, Wen Zhen's eyelids were raised, and after a while, the ghosting in front of her was no longer serious, she vaguely recognized the man's clear and smooth outline, her lips closed one by one, and she was grunting with thirst.

Yan Chaoyu lowered his eyes and glanced at her, his emotions were surging dangerously, and the corners of his lips twitched [dòng] and asked, "Do you recognize it?" ”

He lifted Wen Zhen up with one hand, his tie-tied hands were removed from his neck, the man put aside the high heels he was carrying, and turned his eyes to Wen Zhen who was pressed against the cold relief wall on his back, seeing her panting slightly, Yan Chaoyu's voice was disturbed due to strong suppression:

"Wasn't it a bit of a fool just now?"

"Zhenzhen, the habit of turning your face and not recognizing people is not very good."

He pressed forward step by step, the effect of alcohol had not yet dissipated, Wen Zhen raised her head and met his gaze, some gibberish repeatedly jumped in her mind, so she said in the calmest tone:

"Of course I won't, but Yan Chaoyu, can you do it?"

Obviously never expected her to say such a thing, Yan Chaoyu's face collapsed for a moment, and with the shaking of the filament, those deep eyes were also invaded by the dark color little by little, and after a moment of silence, he sneered softly.

He propped one arm against the wall, trapped her under the eyes, and then leaned down and pressed her unsuccessful lips.

A hot and strong kiss will not give Wen Zhen any chance to breathe at all.

In the animal world, when wild animals need preserved fruit, they often do not give their prey the slightest chance to escape.

Wen Zhen was on the verge of lack of oxygen, and his hands pressed forward against the moon hun tang of his burning spoon, his shirt was choked into a mess, and the whirlpools were one after another.

She overflowed a few tears, the feeling of lack of oxygen finally left, and in the minutes of absorbing oxygen, Yan Chaoyu's slightly chaotic breathing fell on her trembling collarbone.

He asked, "So you need to verify a result, right?" ”

Wen Zhen looked at him blankly and stubbornly, without nodding or refusing.

The heart rhythm is so disturbed that it can't work.

Wen Zhen's tearful eyes were illuminated by the light, and the lipstick on her lips had long been eliminated, leaving only her original lip color to be deepened and revealed.

"No...... Can't ...... here."

Wen Zhen looked at him with teary eyes.

Yan Chaoyu smiled in his eyes, picked up the drunk, and walked to the bedroom of the two.

The alcohol made her ears buzz incessantly, and the moment the bedroom door opened, her heart was about to jump out, and a force threw her directly against the soft bed.

The lights were not turned on, and the vision was dark.

She was still immersed in the upside-down of the world just now, her head was dizzy, and she was wondering how the heaviness that was still oppressing her just now had disappeared, so she muttered unconsciously, and the next second she heard footsteps approaching in the dark.

This was followed by the sound of plastic dismantling.

Emotions snapped up.

In the darkness, the man's deep voice was exceptionally clear.

"Zhenbao, do you want to be sober?"

The source of the unspoken sound was blocked by him, and the sweet liquid was swallowed down his lips and tongue into his throat, and then through his esophagus and into his body.

Bite after bite, he tried his best to feed her patiently.

until the glass bottle is empty.

Yan Chaoyu turned on the night light on one side and threw the bottle into the trash can next to the bed.

It is the glucose that relieves hangover.

After a moment's pause, the ghost in front of Wen Zhen's eyes disappeared little by little.

The sense of smell became sensitive, and the messy clothes and mouths of the two were stained with alcohol, and the source was themselves.

But the effect of glucose can only keep her from breaking.

I won't forget that it happened tonight.

His slender fingers untied the tie that bound her wrists little by little, and the soft fabric cut across her forearms, and he decided to give an ultimatum: "Zhenbao, are you ready?" ”

Seeing that her eyes were panicked, Yan Chaoyu would no longer be soft-hearted towards her.

Reason vanished the moment she took the initiative.

Tonight, tears are useless, tears are just auxiliaries.

He was bound to expose his true nature under a layer of skin.

His slow, methodical movements seemed to be performing an anatomical operation and then pushed up.

The drawer illuminated by the floor lamp was opened, and Wen Zhen's palm touched a square cardboard box, which was unsealed with plastic sheet.

The packaging box is different from the style on the market, but more like a private custom.

He said softly: "Zhenbao, is it okay to open it?" ”

Wen Zhen lost the ability to think and discern, and could only indulge in his gentle illusion.

Thorn -

Tear open the box.

Yan Chaoyu looked at her with satisfaction, then took the box, poured all the bags inside into her hands, and coaxed her: "It's good to choose one yourself." ”

She said yes with her eyes scattered, because as long as she said it badly, she would face a situation of lack of oxygen and suffocation, so she learned very well, lowered her eyes and fingertips to pick one after another, and when the last one was about to be put away, Yan Chaoyu suddenly held her hand.

That look seemed to warn her that this was the only one, and she couldn't pick it again.

Wen Zhen teased her eyes, and heard the sound of the bag tearing again.

When she saw it, tears were about to come out, and her instinctive reaction was to flinch.

Yan Chaoyu refused, took her hand and asked her to look at her, and then instilled the conversation just now into her mind word by word.

Touch and some vague memories rushed up, Wen Zhen moved back a little cringe, as soon as the hand was withdrawn, the ankle was picked up by a big hand, lifted up, and suddenly the obscurations were abandoned, Wen Zhen lay on the soft bed, black hair scattered, a few strands on her lips.

Qing Lingling's eyes were full of the handsome face of a man close at hand.

Suffocating her breath, she felt the price behind that sound.

Is she Zhenbao?

She's not a treasure, she's just a cold, fragile, fragile piece of glass.

Wen Zhen's tears were dripping and wet her cheeks, and her thick eyelashes were like raindrops hanging on the window wall.

But he was resolute.

He only said: "Zhenbao, it's the standard you need to test." ”

Yan Chaoyu kissed her tears and swallowed her cry.

I don't know how long, but I heard him tell the time:

"Zhenbao."

“The five times.”

The words fell, and the hands of the wall clock on the wall went to three o'clock in the morning.

Yan Chaoyu was silent and brushed away her wet hair, lowered his head and kissed her eyebrows, eyelids, and kissed the bridge of her nose and lips.

A dragonfly with a soothing kiss.

Outside the window, the sound of rain stopped, and a silhouette was sketched on the relief wall, and in the bewildering darkness, a pair of butterfly bones fluttered their wings.

Yan Chaoyu had just returned from smoking half a cigarette from the balcony.

Wen Zhen's eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't do it, she just wanted to close her eyes, but her consciousness was extremely clear and sensitive.

"Baby."

"Have you got the verification results?"

(End of chapter)