CHAPTER XXXI

The meager light beam shone on her face, delicate and beautiful, her long eyelashes gently drooped, falling a faint shadow, and as far as the eye could see, her pink skirt and black trousers were intertwined.

The trousers sank into the skirt, and the slippers in the locker room were stepped on by her, revealing her jade-white instep under the skirt.

Yan Chaoyu pressed forward step by step, leaving her with nowhere to retreat, her fingertips pressed the half-broken dark chain, and her eyes fixed on the side of her face.

"Do you want to?"

Two choices were in front of her.

In order to stretch the stage effect and the arc of the dancers' movements, the fabrics are made of the finest artificial textiles to achieve the purpose of brilliant colors and thinness and softness.

But this material can be used to the extreme on stage, and it is ......

In this way, his fingertips touched his back.

His skin easily picked up his body temperature.

Wen Zhen remembered his farewell in Paris without saying goodbye, and felt a little weak: "Then, you help me pull it down." ”

"Do you want to be—"

The breath rolled over like flames, Wen Zhen's eyes fluttered, and his fingertips pressed his wrist tightly, resisting: "No...... This is the locker room. ”

Wen Zhen covered the crumbling neckline in front of him, The man in the square was quite broad and occupied most of the body, and he couldn't even perform a subtle movement, and he could still feel the temperature of his fingers at the butterfly bones of the slight flicker.

As long as you're willing to kiss it down.

"Kiss me."

Wen Zhen could actually feel that his mood was different today, but she couldn't tell if it was because of the group or because she left Paris without a word.

The flame in Yan Chaoyu's dark eyes seemed to be extinguished, and then he loosened the shackles on her, pinched her chin, and said in a deep voice:

The coolness behind her blew through, and her bright pupils were shocked, and she turned around to look at him, and a strong aura of aggression struck from all sides, occupying the limited space in an instant, and her eyes flickered, and her breath had been taken away.

Her voice was low, but she could hear it very clearly in a quiet environment.

The hem of the skirt is crumpled, and the sequins sprinkled by the makeup artist at the round edge sparkle in the white light.

Wen Zhen suppressed his gasp: "I...... I need to change my clothes. ”

Yan Chaoyu snorted lightly, stabbed behind her, the dark chain slid directly to the bottom, the skirt was close to her body, her waist collapsed a little, and the curve of her face was revealed.

Yan Chaoyu raised his hand viciously and shook it up, and a low laugh came out of his chest: "Isn't it more exciting?" ”

Their clothes are messy, especially the back part of her dance skirt, which is basically torn, and can only hide the spring scene.

Every inch falls, a piece of slenderness is revealed, and the bright light is soul-glittering.

Yan Chaoyu's eyes were not happy, holding on to her quietness, pinching her waist, the afterglow glanced at her trembling eyelashes, and for a moment, thinking about dragging her in the dark like this.

Suddenly, Wen Zhen's body froze, his eyes were full of panic, and he grabbed his arm tightly with his bare hands: "Yan Chaoyu ......"

As everyone knows, the eyes behind him darkened inch by inch, and the fingertips twisted the fabric of the cloth, and suddenly, the fabric turned into rags in his palm.

It seems to be heating up, getting hotter and hotter.

Wen Zhen's eyes were slightly rippling, wrapping around his shoulders, and with the help of force, the soft lips were imprinted on his.

At this time, he was also a little weak-hearted, lowered his eyes, and his voice was full of softness: "Is it okay at night...... I have to go to the hotel booked by the organizer for dinner in a while...... You can't be seen. ”

The lips were close to each other, she was on tiptoe, Yan Chaoyu bowed her slightly and pressed her against the wall, picked her up, leaned her neck and held her lips, his breath melted, and he gasped slightly: "Zhenbao, open up." ”

Before leaving the locker room, Wen Zhen made up her light makeup with the powder she brought with her, changed into a neat and new dress, and was about to bring the flowers she received today back to the hotel, but as soon as her fingers touched the bouquet ribbon, she was snatched away by another pair of big hands.

He said lightly: "It's not convenient to get flowers for dinner." ”

Wen Zhen thought about it and agreed to give him the flowers.

The black Volkswagen came as it came, and stopped on Fatong Avenue.

The car door opened, and Wen Zhen sat down through the unwrinkled skirt, and a large bony palm passed through her waist and closed the car door.

At dusk, the daylight folds over the sycamore branches, and the window scenery is like flying.

At the celebration banquet held by the organizer that night, Wen Zhen sat between Sihui and Wenshan, and the banquet was full of seniors and colleagues in the industry, and there were also drinks, but Wen Zhen knew where his amount was, so he only drank half a glass and stopped.

After three rounds of wine at the banquet, the dance troupe has to take a few days off, and everyone basically has a ticket to return to Beijing early the next morning.

Out of the restaurant, perhaps a kind of telepathy, as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw the car hidden in the deep alley.

With a double flash, a very ordinary Volkswagen, only the license plate is somewhat conspicuous against the black background.

Wen Zhen walked straight to the car and got into the back seat, she looked over, "You've been outside?" ”

His voice was calm: "I am doing something nearby, I want to come and pick you up, I just arrived, and you just came out." ”

Wen Zhen nodded, and as soon as he got closer to him, Yan Chaoyu smelled the faint smell of wine on her body, frowned and asked, "How much did you drink?" ”

Wen Zhen stared at these eyes, which had made her indulge countless times, especially when acting, she loved to break in his pupils, and some emotions became more and more obvious in her heart, her dense eyelashes were half-closed, and the ghost made her worse, she deliberately bumped into his arms, her red lips were close to his rolling Adam's apple, and then opened and bit down.

Breathing, this car has no partition, the driver does not dare to go out, all the way back to the hotel.

The door almost slammed open, Yan Chaoyu held the person with one hand, and opened the chandelier with the other, and the hazy yellow beam came down to see the road ahead.

Because of dancing, Wen Zhen has been wearing flat shoes for the past few days, her lotus arms are tightly wrapped around his shoulders, and the heels of her shoes fall with her suspended movements.

The lips and teeth were kissed hot and numb, the mattress rebounded violently, Wen Zhen's eyes looked at the man in front of him in confusion, the cherry lips were open, and there was a sonorous sound in the dark.

As soon as the palm of the palm reached out, it was blocked.

Yan Chaoyu's expression froze, and all kinds of emotions changed in his eyes, and finally he only turned dark, pinched her chin lightly, and whispered: "Zhenzhen, good ability." ”

When I let her go in the locker room in the afternoon, it's no wonder that there is still a smile in her eyes.

The results are waiting for him here.

Wen Zhenmi's eyelashes blinked lightly, and because of the passionate kiss, the tails of his eyes were also red, which looked a little aggrieved.

She gasped, "If I hadn't come today...... That's what happened. ”

Yan Chaoyu's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, they have made strict measures every time, and she should indeed be in a special period, but when she thought of her daring to take the initiative to attack in the afternoon, Yan Chaoyu suppressed her irritability, lowered her head and bit on her reddened earlobe, grinded it, and felt her body trembling slightly, before she was willing to let go.

Wen Zhen pushed his solid chest muscles, and for some reason remembered Zhong Sisi's 25-year-old theory, although he knew that this was not the case, but he wanted to add chaos to the danger, and muttered: "You should be more restrained at your age, go to take a cold shower by yourself, and the effect will be the same." ”

The moderation ......

The effect is the same......

Yan Chaoyu was silent for a moment, her eyes gradually dimmed, her eyes glanced at her flushed cheeks, and her voice was low and asked her to wash first.

After she finished washing, she went in with a calm face.

The sound of water in the bathroom continued until Wen Zhen went to bed.

She didn't pay much attention to the time, she just said those words, and she didn't dare to observe the movement in the bathroom carefully, and a new chat popped up on her phone at the right time.

It was her cousin Yi Dong who sent her a message saying that she was going back to China in the next few days and asked her to prepare the gifts she had promised before.

Wen Zhen's eyelids jumped, and the gold-swallowing beast wanted to return to China.

At this time, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, the glass door opened, the man wore a bath towel around his waist, and the warm light in front of the bed illuminated his skin.

Yan Chaoyu straightened his hair, walked to the other side of the bed and lifted the quilt: "Why don't you sleep yet?" ”

Wen Zhen glanced at it quickly, and counted silently in her heart, there were eight pieces, although it felt very good to touch, but the first time she looked seriously in the light, the roots of her ears flew red, she yawned deliberately, her eyelids looked a little sleepy, and she only muttered: "The Gold Swallowing Beast is going back to China, make some preparations for him." ”

Yan Chaoyu raised his eyebrows, "What beast?" ”

"My cousin Yidong." She turned off her phone and lay down under the covers.

A few seconds later, Yan Chaoyu had an epiphany, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, turned off the floor lamp sideways, pulled the person half a meter away from him into his arms, and covered her abdomen with a warm palm, gently clinging to it.

The lower abdomen is covered with heat, and the bloating and soreness caused by menstruation also dissipates a lot.

Wen Zhen wrapped himself in his broad arms and whispered, "Yan Chaoyu, let's go back to Beijing together tomorrow." ”

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and his voice was low and mellow: "Okay, go to sleep, little gold-swallowing beast." ”

The voice of the person in the quilt was soft: "You are willing to spend money on me." ”

Yan Chaoyu smiled silently, only looked down at her thick eyelashes, the night was as quiet as water, and her breathing became long, Wen Zhenlin was only the last second away from falling asleep, and for some reason remembered his little gold-swallowing beast that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, especially why did he bite the word jing?

Jing，jin？

Jin！ His body temperature suddenly rose, and Wen Zhen's cheeks were red, and he was suddenly pulled away from his arms.

The arms behind her came to her, and she gritted her teeth and whispered, "Don't hug me tonight!" ”

After a long pause, Yan Chaoyu looked sideways at the person curled up on the edge of the bed, and got up to carry the person to the middle so as not to roll out of bed.

As soon as her hand touched her back, she wanted to hide as if she had a thorn, which showed that she was really fried.

Yan Chaoyu patiently called her Zhenzhen, but to no avail several times, he simply rolled the person in the quilt and hugged her into her arms, Wen Zhen poked her head out, her eyes widened, and the next moment, she was hit by a weapon with great attack power under her abdomen.

His voice was hoarse, faintly threatening: "Zhenbao, do you want to sleep or do you want to Z?" ”

Wen Zhen died down in a second, biting his lip tightly and hugging his waist, secretly scolding him for being a bastard.

The night was quiet, the curtain gap in the bedroom of the suite opened a crack, Qinghui peeked in through the floor-to-ceiling window, the atmosphere in the room was long and peaceful, Yan Chaoyu slowly let go of the hand holding her, got up and opened the black velvet jewelry box on the table.

A diamond necklace glittering blue was wrapped around his fingertips.

Yan Chaoyu walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and her eyes fell on her porcelain-white face through the moonlight outside the window.

With a very light movement, he put the diamond necklace on for her.

It took 52 days to polish and carve the diamond into this blue butterfly.

Now this brilliant diamond has been completed, down to the last millimeter, with a restoration rate of up to 95%.

Engraved with Wen Zhen's unique seal, it is also his unique butterfly.

Yan Chaoyu remembered the scene in the evening, lowered her eyes and hid the necklace in her heart, and there was no barrier: "Good night, little butterfly." ”

The man took off his left watch, and a few inches of light shone down, illuminating a dark place, revealing a line of tattoos on the inside of his wrist.

It was a string of words in black handwriting, with red spots on the edges, and it had not yet healed because it had just been written.

Six-letter Psyche

(End of chapter)