CHAPTER XXVI

The rainstorm in Paris came too suddenly.

Almost every thoroughfare in the city center is congested with traffic, including them.

Outside the window, the night was dark, and the faint street lights were raining down.

The air conditioning in the car is fully turned on, Wen Zhen is wrapped in a wide men's jacket, Yan Chaoyu has no suits and leather shoes today, and the color saturation of the clothes on his body is very low, and such colors are generally not temperamental, very provocative.

But his skin is cold and white, and he controls it properly, and it has a natural and gentle taste.

Wen Zhen's eyelashes were half drooping, and she shrunk her bare calves, and after such a subtle movement, a pair of warm palms lifted her legs and rested them on her legs, covering her cold skin with palms.

What does it take to be able to say the indulgent phrase 'perfect, you can' so naturally.

It's like it's supposed to be.

It was dark and silent outside the window, but his deep eyes were gentle under the filament.

[Your Majesty, do you remember Zhong Yuhe on the shore of Daming Lake? ] 】

The first place in the review is still Zhong Siji.

"Recently, on a business trip to Paris, Chen Zhu saw Miss Wen's request for help in the circle of friends, so I came."

It turns out that this man's ability lies in this.

As he stepped out of the car, Wen Zhen noticed a small wooden sign on the side of the elevator with a line of French words engraved on it.

Her gaze lingered on the two cars for a moment.

The number of likes rises one by one.

The mobile phone took several photos of the tower in a row, breaking the long-standing circle of friends, and ushering in her first new news recently.

"The car was sent by the hotel."

Wen Zhen pursed the corners of his lips, and after replying to the message, he snuffed out his mobile phone, and when he got up to go back to his room to sleep, he glanced at the edge of the table next to the bed and did not know when a ring box was placed, the body of the box was in the shape of an arc, like a carved crown, and the box was half-hidden, revealing the brilliant light of the diamond ring inside.

Wen Zhen's heart flickered and relaxed.

Wen Zhen leaned back in his seat, watching the man resting with his eyes closed, he had a pair of long, thick and sharp eyebrows.

Wen Zhen lowered her eyes to grasp his broad hand.

【Exclusive Miss en】

[Sister rich woman, your life is my dream. 】

Wen Zhen put on his coat and thought of Wen Shan, and saw a black car following behind, and Wen Shan and Assistant Chen got out of the car together.

High heels stepped on the carpet in the hallway, and the yellow light of the wall lamps at both ends cast down, and there was only one suite on the entire top floor.

After listening to this understatement, I learned that his intention was as simple as a straight line without waves.

She didn't want to dissect these quickly.

Exclusive, exclusive, or exclusive.

Yan Chaoyu bowed: "That's not an assumption." ”

The lights in the house are on in warm tones.

On the other end, the water in the bathroom was rattling, and Wen Zhen sat on the sofa in front of the window, wiping her body lotion according to her daily routine.

As he wished, the car had already driven into the hotel.

Private belonging.

Such an obvious location seems to be deliberately made for her to discover.

Everything that is hypothesized hides the true desires and biases of the human heart.

The clogged road outside cleared up a bit, and the vehicles began to flow.

When I drove through a road, I realized that the congestion ahead was due to the rain washing away a construction ground, the lights were too dim, and some vehicles were mistakenly trapped in it, resulting in a pause for dozens of minutes.

【Privé exclusif】

Wen Zhen replied, "But I don't want to make assumptions. ”

The car fell into a cold silence, as if the ambiguity and warmth that had just surged away with the wind and rain.

People who travel all year round are most tired of thunderstorms.

Walking into the lobby, the inside is as bright as day, and then looking back at the world outside the door, black and white are clear.

The style of the suite is Louis XVI style, when Wen Zhen comes out of the hot shower, the view sweeps over the terrace, the city after the wind and rain, a gloomy, the Eiffel Tower stands in front of you, the lights are bright, as if the only bright color in the city.

Assistant Chen took Wen Shan to register, and after Wen Zhen met with her, he followed Yan Chaoyu's passenger elevator to the top floor of the hotel.

Wen Zhen gently pushed open the box, and before he could see the shape of the diamond ring inside, he first saw a line of gilt fonts engraved on the lid of the box.

Suddenly, she understood the corresponding English word "Private Exclusive"

Yan Chaoyu stretched out his hand to her.

If in ancient times a thousand years ago, such a look was usually born in a royal noble, and he should have been a powerful minister who was good at manipulating power, but thinking of the awe-inspiring attitude towards all living beings in his bones, this should be a great traitor.

Along the way, the elevator did not stop once, as if it was special to them, and no one disturbed.

Wen Zhen closed his eyelashes, the sound of water in the bathroom also stopped, his heart beat suddenly, and as soon as he kicked off his slippers, he heard the sound of footsteps on the other side of the bathroom gradually approaching.

The door was empty, and the wall lamps went out all the way.

The other end of the mattress sank into a corner, and the familiar crisp breath spread, and he lay flat, his hands folded in front of him, and no one spoke in the dark.

The strange atmosphere started in the car and she said that she didn't want to make assumptions, and it has continued until now.

Wen Zhen didn't understand where he was wrong.

Or maybe it makes everything more serious because of that word.

I didn't want to think about it anymore, I just closed my eyes and let myself sleep, tossing and turning a few times in the middle of the night, she suddenly woke up, her eyes looked uncontrollably at the dark shadow beside her, he was still lying in that position, breathing long, and sleeping more peacefully than her.

Wen Zhen turned over again, raised his hand to touch the mobile phone next to the pillow, and as soon as he touched the cold hand, the breath behind him seemed to be plundered.

Her wrist was pressed against the side of the pillow, and her lower back pressed against the other wide palm, pressing her towards her solid, hot chest.

The scent of shower gel under the pajamas penetrated into the nostrils.

Wen Zhen could clearly hear his strong heartbeat, which rose and fell, and a man's hoarse voice sounded above his head.

"Why don't you sleep?"

Wen Zhen swallowed his throat, "You didn't sleep either." ”

Yan Chaoyu hockeyed, and he couldn't tell whether it was a sneer or an angry voice, but it was not a good attitude after all.

Inexplicably, I noticed that his mood was also low, Wen Zhen's mood was actually rising, those gloom spread out a lot, and her cheeks were close to his hot body temperature, so warm that she wanted to fall asleep immediately.

"Wen Zhen."

In the dark, Yan Chaoyu's voice was low, his tone seemed flat, and he seemed to be a little helpless.

As he stopped talking, he half-tightened his long eyelashes and tightened his strength, like another revenge.

wanted to teach her a lesson, but she didn't know how to do it, so she had to use such a confined embrace to force her cheeks to blush and tears ripple in her eyes.

Wen Zhen struggled to lean his neck from in front of him, his watery eyes glaring at him, his eyes accusing him.

"To me, you know how to resist?" Yan Chaoyu raised his eyebrows, let go of the force that was holding her, pressed her waist with his palm, lifted her up a little, and met his eyes, "Wen Zhen, did I tell you that in front of me, you can be unreasonable, or even arrogant." ”

Wen Zhen didn't expect him to say this suddenly, his lips opened, and he looked a little unreasonable.

Yan Chaoyu pressed his eyes with long eyebrows, picked her up, made her kneel and sat on her knees, and asked her, "Looking down from above, what can you see?" ”

"You ......"

"Miss Wen, I'm under you, it's not enough for you to indulge?"

Wen Zhen couldn't see his demeanor clearly, but he knew how it grabbed people's eyes.

He also said: "Zhenzhen, your position has always been very high, those in high positions should make good use of power, not choose not to use, power is your weapon, how much you want to climb up to see the scenery above, you are in this position, you must understand this truth." ”

"There's nothing wrong with being too high, but your position doesn't apply, you know?"

It's too high.

It turns out that his assessment is like this.

Four words easily broke her barrier, and the water droplets in her eyes were no longer due to the weather, no longer due to lack of oxygen, and no longer due to any other factors.

Just because of this person.

It is clear that he is below, but he can still say such a high-ranking posture.

Wen Zhen bit his lip: "Isn't Mr. Yan tall?" ”

"You seem to be so gentle and polite, as if you can be close and considerate to everyone, but is the emotion in your eyes really like that, isn't it a scorn after a disguise? Isn't it perfunctory to everyone? Do you have the ability to look down on all those who are under you? ”

"Admittedly, as you said, I just can't distinguish the situation too much, and I don't want to divide that, what's the use of those with me? You say you want to stand tall, but I'm stupid, I just don't have that kind of thinking and awareness, I just don't want to stand that high, I don't want to be like you......"

Speaking of which, her words were a little choked, even incoherent, and the logical loopholes could easily be caught by him, but he didn't.

Yan Chaoyu never had a rebuttal to this, even if she was silent for a few seconds, she was so quiet, as if she was only listening to her carefully, listening to her accusations and ...... Vent.

Wen Zhen couldn't bear his calm posture.

It seems that she is so fragile and vulnerable, that she can't even control her emotions.

It also seems ...... He was right.

Thinking of this, she Huo Ran got up, wanting to leave his waist, her long legs just lifted, and she was pressed down by one hand, so she had to maintain such a posture, Yan Chaoyu held her with one hand, scooped the pillow with the other, cushioned behind her, and let herself sit up half-sit.

During the movements, he hugged Wen Zhen's faintly trembling back with both hands, patted her carefully, and then brought her up and hugged her hard.

"Zhenzhen, cry if you want to, don't always press it."

Receiving this sentence was like twisting open a floodgate, and tears poured down like a flood, wetting the placket of his clothes and opening large deep spots.

When she cried until she was a little tired and sobbed slightly, Yan Chaoyu brushed the black hair on her lips and explained slowly: "Qinggao is not a derogatory term. ”

"Shut up!" Wen Zhen struggled to pull himself out of his arms.

The man in the darkness chuckled, leaned down and kissed her on the lips, swallowing all the sobs and sobs.

The woman has a fragrant fragrance after bathing, lingering all over her body.

This kiss, Wen Zhen's eyelashes trembled at him, and the round shape in front of him was against his hard texture, which made it a little painful, but his kissing skills were superb, which made people dizzy, and they fell for a while.

Kissing for a few minutes.

She thought of the storm tonight, of his sudden arrival, of too much ......

And their first quarrel.

The strength of the struggle weakened, and she pillowed in the crook of the arm that only had strength, and heard Yan Chaoyu sigh as if she was low: "Can you listen to me well now?" ”

Wen Zhen only lowered his eyes.

"Zhenbao, we are all familiar with the word food chain."

"The feeding relationship between various animals, plants and microorganisms in the ecosystem is like a chain, interlocking, which is also applicable to human society, such as the grassroots employees in a company, they may be relatively free, and have the right to choose to go up or maintain the status quo, but often people who want to go up have to make some efforts, and at the same time they have real skills, they also need to deal with various interpersonal relationships, and the so-called need for noble people to help."

"And their nobles may be in the middle level, and they need to maintain the relationship with their superiors."

"You can look down on these relationships, you can dislike them, but Zhenzhen, you can't deny that you belong to the beneficiaries of this ecological law, don't you?"

"You are not in the center of the whirlpool, you don't have to pay attention to these things, but you can't treat me as if these don't exist, and you can't be biased against me because I occupy a dominant position in such an ecological law, you are the best at learning dance to grasp the balance, and you deliberately tilt the scales to one end, and treat me unfairly."

Wen Zhen retorted: "What are you talking to me about, I am not biased against you." ”

"Really?" Yan Chaoyu raised his hand to press the switch of the floor lamp, and the yellowish light filament shone down, he pinched Wen Zhen's chin, asking her to look at each other, "But you have already come to a conclusion about me, haven't you?" ”

"You think that whenever and wherever I am, everyone must follow my rules and order, and no one can disobey them, and I am the master of such rules by default, and you think that I am so."

His gaze suddenly fell, and Wen Zhen's heart beat rapidly.

"You think you're going to fall into my rules."

He guessed it so accurately, Wen Zhen didn't want to admit this, but he had to recognize his thoughts, his throat was dry to the point of tightness, and his hands went to grab the soft sheets under him.

Yan Chaoyu sighed suddenly, and relocated her to Fang Cai's position.

He is the bottom, she is the top.

The indulgence in the gaze that looks up to himself overflows.

The slightly protruding Adam's apple slid up and down, Yan Chaoyu held her hand tightly, let her slender fingers choke her throat, and listened to his throat overflow and gasp due to suffocation, and whispered:

"But Zhenzhen, have you ever thought that we have always been in your rules."

“You are my ruler forever.”

You will always be my ruler.

(End of chapter)