CHAPTER XXIV

There are no roundabouts.

He said it bluntly, and then pinched her chin, and the thin lips fell coldly on her porcelain-white soft ears.

The light strip shone with a goose-yellow glow, gradually spreading to the carpet under the bed.

All the tiredness is swept away in an instant.

The thick eyelashes drooped slightly, and through those refracted light sources, he looked at the man's angular face.

Some memories were evoked by touch, and her legs flexed slightly.

The touch pressed down, Wen Zhen swallowed in his throat, and felt a white flame pass in front of him.

Her heart was beating so chaotically, she remembered that the night "Tonight" came back, she had felt that kind of white light running through, but she could meet his dark eyes at the moment, but for no reason, her heart rhythm was out of beat, and she was terrified.

Probably also comes from the force of the pressure below.

The presence of that strength is strong enough,

But he remembered clearly, the unbearable broken notes fell on his heart one by one.

However, there is a kind of magnolia in this world, which can be born like this if it is carefully cultivated, watered, and invested countless time and money.

In particular, the adult lions raised by the Lion King himself.

Those layers and strength are all relaxed, except for the first ten minutes that need to be enough to grind and dissolve, the back is all pleasure.

Yan Chaoyu said in a hoarse voice: "Then I won't go." ”

"Sit down."

Long fingers twist the fragile stamens of the magnolia.

It is impossible to tell who will take the initiative first in the end.

Oh, that can't be considered Xiao Yan at all......

She didn't really feel averse to it, and even had some honey-like experiences in it, sweet and sour.

He asked her to sit down honestly and sit tight.

Also, what happened before was driven by their own alcohol,

Only this time, she was completely conscious; Then, she wants to confirm the reason he wants.

It's also enough for her to make the picture in her head complete the puzzle.

Yan Chaoyu half-closed his eyes and picked her up, he knew that Wen Zhen was eager to kiss now, but he was going to stay up with her, and he didn't want to feel sorry for anyone at all.

But Wen Zhen couldn't eat half a bite at all, not a single centime, her abdomen was so swollen that it was about to explode, and she no longer had any sense, no matter how much coaxing was useless, she wrestled her hands indiscriminately, and wanted to trap Xiao Yan.

Even the most ferocious lion king of the prairie can easily be replaced by an adult lion when it comes to old age.

That was something she had never experienced in the past 22 years.

Every word of him is, and so are people like him.

He coaxed her to eat a little more, even if it was just a bite.

So, her hand swept over the horn and pressed his wrist: "Yan Chaoyu, do you need a catharsis?" ”

Yan Chaoyu picked up the hand that touched the stream, and the light source illuminated the water and dew clearly, and no one could pretend to be calm anymore.

"Zhenbao ......," he whispered.

He liked to hug her very tightly, but such a hug must have made Wen Zhen sob, so he leaned down to kiss the tears off her face, but the action was bound to be unwavering.

He leaned over and kissed the side of her neck, and the last few words that fell in a floating voice were completely cut off from what she had seen and knew him.

The petals fell, rather than falling, and the external force crushed it into rotten juice.

The kind that is full of joy and gradually diffuses.

Wen Zhen brushed away his approaching hand, and the red tide rose on his porcelain white face.

Back and forth, the rotten juice converged into a stream.

At that time, Wen Zhen only warned in his heart that this was a floating dream caused by alcohol.

"Zhenbao, those people in the old mansion are not enough to make me lose control, what do they do, what do they want, or any trickery and conspiracy behind their backs, what can they do? The real power of the Yan family is in my hands alone, even if it is my grandfather, he is now in his old age. ”

The heel is completely against the tui root.

Her eyes were wet and her words were scribbling: "You bastard...... No...... We're going to ...... tomorrow morning."

Yan Chaoyu's handsome and deep face was solemn for a few seconds, and he lowered his eyes slightly to look at her, and his tone was still so gentle:

"Zhenbao, catharsis is not used like this, if it is catharsis, I will only-"

Such a direct way of facing it is not at all enjoyable.

There are flower branches gently folded, someone is playing, the white of the flower is translucent red, clear to the point that it seems to be artificially glazed.

Just like the magnolia flower in the courtyard of the old house.

"Do you know what makes me lose control the most?"

And her education, she didn't think it was a difficult thing to talk about, but her difficulty was that the first ten minutes.

In the dim light, Wen Zhen's limbs were slender and fair, seemingly fragile, but in fact extremely tough.

Naturally, the red lips did not get wet.

With no attachment behind her, she can only rely on herself.

It was safe to go forward, but she struggled.

Yan Chaoyu is so smart that he knows where to take the door of his life, and he refuses to step forward in case she is unbalanced, and he also holds her hand to find himself.

Deliver where the most vulnerable.

"Zhenbao, be nice."

There was a shallow smile in his eyes.

to a certain point.

Wen Zhen wet her thick eyelashes, her eyes looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows, and there was a rain outside, the wind and rain raged on the branches and flowers, and the thunder was repeated.

The soundproofing in the house seemed to be gone, and she heard the sound of rain as waves of water washed over the pavement and flooded the trunks of trees.

Outside the window, the moon rises in the sky.

The rain gradually stopped, the city was damp after the rainstorm, and the moon was dimly hanging in the clouds, and it was vaguely visible that it was a full moon.

It can't be sprinkled into the clear light, only the goose-yellow light strip projected in front of the window.

The next morning, the alarm went off several times, but it was quickly extinguished again.

Wen Zhen slept soundly.

When she woke up, the room was dark and quiet, there was no one on her side, and when she looked at the time, her expression froze.

【11：47】

Wen Zhen looked at the time, gathered her senses, and wanted to move to get up, only to realize how crazy the two of them were last night, the sheets and quilts were all brand new, only she herself was □□, and she couldn't even use half of her strength for a while, compared to the last time, she suddenly realized that he was indeed much more merciful that night.

Even last night, it seems that there is still a remnant that cannot be loaded.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhen gasped lightly, frowned, dispelled those hot thoughts in his mind, thought of Old Man Yan, and thought of the person who disappeared beside him, and decided to dial the string of numbers.

The bell rang, and the opposite side was connected.

"Awake?" The electric current brought the low-alcohol voice to the ear.

Hearing this, Wen Zhen's cheeks burned unconsciously, and he also put such a tone in his ear last night, asking her to do something bad.

Wen Zhen cleared his throat unnaturally: "What about you?" ”

Yan Chaoyu chuckled vaguely: "Kitchen, I'm making lunch, and I'm pretty good at Western food, of course, it's not as good as the restaurants you usually go to." ”

"But...... What about the old house? ”

"It's too late, and it's just once, grandfather won't blame us."

The last sentence seemed to feed her a reassuring pill.

Wen Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt that this would be a little rude, her fingertips touched the hang up button, she wrapped the whole person in the warm quilt, and thought that he was the initiator, her heart was a little relieved, and she closed her eyelashes and wanted to continue sleeping.

Unaware of the corridor outside the door, a steady step was slowly approaching.

With a very light twist of the door lock, the row of light strips by the window suddenly lit up, the mattress on his side suddenly collapsed a little, Wen Zhen's eyebrows moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, and hit those dark blue eyes.

"Haven't slept well?"

The body under the quilt instinctively reacted straight, and his eyes floated over his neatly ironed shirt, and he couldn't help but think that the shirt had another effect, Wen Zhen's eyes were confused, and his tone was at a loss: "I'm still very sleepy, I want to sleep alone for a while." ”

"Sleepy?" Yan Chaoyu stared at her meaningfully: "Is it sleepy, or tired?" ”

In an instant, a pair of wide and slender hands were about to twist the corners of the quilt, Wen Zhen pulled out his arms from the quilt and pressed the corners hard, and his beautiful eyes glared at him in disbelief.

"Zhenbao, get up for lunch first, or—"

Mr. Yan, who is well-dressed, can even say that he threatens people so calmly.

He deliberately suppressed the second half of the sentence and listened to it warmly.

"Do it again, too."

Wen Zhen bit her lip: "Get me clothes ......"

The corners of Yan Chaoyu's lips curled slightly, as if this step was also expected by him, and he handed over a skirt.

Wen Zhen took the skirt and was just about to put it on, but remembered that there was another important thing that he hadn't wore, and a pair of eyes appeared from the quilt, and his lips opened and closed: "That...... Get me a piece ......."

Even if there has been negative distance contact, Wen Zhen will inevitably be embarrassed in front of him, especially if he wants him to help get the underwear......

Before she finished speaking, she lowered her eyelashes, thought about it and hesitated a little, who knows, the man's eyes looked at her, as if he understood something, and pronounced a word in a very standard British accent:

“Bra？”

Wen Zhen's face became even hotter, like a fire, and he got up and left the room.

Three minutes, 180 seconds.

She looked in the direction of the door countless times, and in the 181st second, the door was pushed open, and Wen Zhen's eyes followed, and she saw the bra holding an apricot white lace in her hand.

Hand it to her.

The heart was pounding.

Her arm trembled slightly, and she quickly got into the quilt and began to put it on, and the last step was buckled, and the movement of her hand affected the rest of the place, she sighed lightly and continued to grope.

Suddenly, her body fell into a broad embrace, and the familiar palm wrapped around the back of her hand.

"Click" -

Buckle them all.

Wen Zhen lowered his thick eyelashes, and his warm breath was in his ears.

"It's faster."

In the bathroom mirror, the woman's black hair and peach lips are rippling, and her thick eyelashes are covered with water because she has just washed her face.

A black dress is ironed neatly and meticulously, with an unkempt arc at the skirt, and every line of the skirt is exquisite.

Hepburn-style little black dress.

Elegant and noble, like a black swan.

Wen Zhen stared at himself like this, and then looked through the bathroom glass at the man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window outside the door, with a lonely back.

Dressed in white and black pants, the hand wearing the watch is half-inserted in the trouser pocket, and the silhouette of the side face is three-dimensional and deep.

What a noble and handsome person, dignified and dignified.

Lifting last night, they all changed into a pair of delicate and decent skins.

But the memory tug-of-war, back to the chaotic darkness of last night, it was also the cold white slender hand wearing the watch, slowly picking one side.

The words he said were completely contrary to the man in his posture.

——— "If it's catharsis, I will only rub it hard, without any feelings." ”

——— "Do you know what makes me lose control the most?" It's here every second. ”

———" is when I lower my gaze a little, I can see those arcs and shapes clearly. ”

(End of chapter)