CHAPTER XXXIV

Some of the dull light falls into the human eye.

The background color of the world turned black at this moment, mixed with a few lines of pale light, and he looked at the clear, flowing eyes with a deep sink.

Wen Zhen clenched his shirt tightly, pressing the wide fit, delicate and lustrous suit into countless folds, and the chaotic lines continued to extend, her fingers curled tightly, as if she was pouring all her strength into the kiss.

As he breathed, the bright lipstick on his lips was messy.

Wen Zhen's eyes were long, and he said in a disorderly manner: "I heard a lot tonight, and I heard someone call you Brother Chaoyu, someone called you Mr. Yan, and some people called you Mr. Yan, the ...... of the Yan family So, Yan Chaoyu, don't you like me calling you like this? ”

The dark color hides the sharp eyebrows, and the complex emotions floating in the dark pupils, Before walking out of the Lu family's courtyard, he imagined that the Yan family had been in the dark and treacherous over the years, and he couldn't take it off, and even fell into the whirlpool, and how would these calculations make her think about him in her heart?

In the light under the corridor, the moment he saw her, Yan Chaoyu suddenly felt that he had been acting like this all these years, no matter how Wen Zhen thought of him, there was no room for turn, after all, at the beginning, wasn't it also a bundle of interests?

So after coming out, he was already thinking about how to negotiate with her to come up with an answer that was acceptable to both parties.

Only I didn't think about the soft gaze when she looked at her.

Driving out of Yongfeng Lane, the partition in the car slowly rose.

The space in the back row became cramped and quiet, and the frequency of each other's breathing could be clearly felt between the two.

Suddenly, Wen Zhen's eyebrows and eyes were curved, like the bright moon hanging in the night sky.

He has long been accustomed to dispel those private emotions and look at everything with a rational side, only in this way can he better discern the way forward.

He endured with all his might.

The green light came on and the car moved on.

But on such an occasion, who would dare to act like that?

Wen Zhen's thoughts flew wildly, Yan Chaoyu suddenly grabbed her wrist and hugged her on top of her trousers, one soft and one hard fabric on top of each other.

She opened her lips and finally found a voice: "Are you...... ...... by someone"

Yan Chaoyu stared at her smile, his body moved slightly, he took a step forward, his long legs touched the knees under the fluttering cheongsam, and the rain fell one after another in the dark night, first sensing that the rain was coming, because the street lamp illuminated the rain, and then it was touched, and the cold rain soaked on his short black and sharp hair, shoulders.

The driver turned back from the deep alley.

- Ah Chao, I'm the only one calling you like this, okay?

- Okay, it's just you.

Yan Chaoyu glanced at her, her eyes were as deep as the sea, and beads of sweat rolled down his deep outline on his forehead, even if she didn't answer, it confirmed her guess.

This sound pulled Yan Chaoyu's sanity back a little, he slowly lifted his eyelashes, and the lights in the car illuminated his pupils through, and there was only a piece of black in it.

Wen Zhen's bare hands on his knees curled up tightly, and the cheongsam embroidered with irises was wrinkled, and the slit part exposed a section of skin, which was dazzlingly white.

The hand landed on her lap, and he stared at him warmly, recalling that when he was in the alley, he noticed the heat of his body, and at that time it was only a natural reaction to drink spirits and emotions.

The driver drove slowly on this journey.

Halfway down the road, when you come down from the viaduct, you stop at a red light.

It seems to divide all interests clearly, and also give him a reason to move forward.

"Do you know who it is?" Warm gaze.

Wen Zhenxiu frowned slightly, trying to wake him up: "Ah Chao? ”

On the agreement signed before marriage, he had already sought a rich benefit for her.

Even if it's Wen Zhen, even if it's her.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, a pair of eyes soaked with a faint bloodshot, the suit was half-messed, the silhouette protruded the sharp Adam's apple, rolling slightly, and it was impossible to distinguish between his neck whether it was rain or sweat.

Wen Zhen looked at him sideways, and only then did he realize that something was wrong with the man.

Neck damp.

His voice was hoarse: "Zhenzhen, don't move......"

A moment of perception made the two of them stiffen, the raindrops fell down and followed his handsome silhouette, Yan Chaoyu frowned, lifted the person from the front of the car, and walked to the back seat with the protection, letting the raindrops wet the suit.

After a short kiss, Yan Chaoyu laboriously lifted his eyes, glanced at the environment outside the window, his throat burned and his voice was hoarse, and he commanded towards the partition: "Go back to Qinglong Bay......

The lip flap was slightly raised, and it was covered by the black shadow on her side, and her long fingers twisted her chin, and the sound source was all blocked back by Yan Chaoyu with a kiss.

And she has long been accustomed to his heat.

He took a calm breath: "Okay, it's just you." ”

Straight and thin lips are tight, and the lip color is also abnormally red.

The black hair was slightly messy, he closed his eyes, his sword eyebrows were tightly twisted, his hands were clasped on the legs of his trousers, the veins under the watch were gradually distinct, and the skin exposed to the air was gradually reddening.

With a complex and obscure heart, he has examined everyone around him, and he has also marked the price of each of them in his heart, whether it is fame or fortune, in short, he has a plan, and he happens to be able to give this benefit effortlessly.

Wen Zhen raised her hand to touch the big palm on Yan Chaoyu's trousers, and suddenly, the touch burned her skin like a scorching fire.

But at this moment, the temperature of the fingertips burned the skin through the fabric of the cheongsam, and Wen Zhen quickly reacted that something was wrong, and wanted to lower the partition to find the nearest hospital.

- Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan, Chao Yu, the Yan family, these titles have no new meaning, and there is no heart.

Profit for profit, this is an inherent pattern in his life.

Or...... Just an excuse.

Yan Chaoyu's eyelids were half-closed: "There are candidates." ”

As soon as you get into the car, the lights in front of the glass suddenly turn on, and the wipers are in operation.

Someone who could touch his glass tonight, who had the guts and the ability to prepare in advance, he knew it.

The air conditioner in the car was blowing slightly, and the exposed skin was originally cool, but it only heated up at this moment.

Her shoulders around him parted slightly, and her delicate eyes blinked and trembled.

That was the first time Wen Zhen knew that a person's body temperature could be so high.

The body was wrapped by him, like a flame rolling through, scalding every inch of skin, and when the calves were against the air conditioner, it was a little relieved.

Outside the window is a viaduct, and at a glance, the neon lights shine brightly, and all kinds of vehicles flow in front of you.

If anyone peeks in, they will see that they are well-dressed;

But the glass is covered with privacy film, and outsiders can't see a little, and they can't see the skirt stacked on the trousers, wrinkled.

Wen Zhen often feels that Yan Chaoyu's driving level can only be competent.

Otherwise, why is it always so accurate.

Get off the viaduct, speed bump in the villa area, and stop in the garage......

She felt like there were countless crystal lamps in her head, and they burst because they couldn't bear the wattage of the bulbs.

White light streaked across the eyes.

When you wake up again, your eyes fly over the dazzling crystal chandelier in the villa, intact, and every dangling crystal bead is extremely bright.

The decoration of the villa is simple, and the walls are apricot-colored, which is different from the sandalwood garden.

Wen Zhen relieved himself, wrapped his shoulders tightly, his whole body shrunk into his arms, his shoulders draped over the coat covered with his breath, and he pushed the door into the bedroom with his eyes lifted again.

On the king-size bed, the pillow is red and white.

Wen Zhen was lying on the soft sheets, her tall and slender figure curled slightly, all the black hair held up by the magnolia hairpin was scattered, the black hair was around her waist, and the lights in the room were swaying on her beautiful face, outlining the graceful figure under the cheongsam with a single movement.

She looked slowly into her slender eyes and looked at the man under the shadows of the lamp.

Yan Chaoyu untied the black tie around his neck and let it fall to the ground lightly, and then ripped open his shirt, and the sound of cufflinks and buttons falling all over the ground.

From all directions, Langlang rolls.

Remembering the last step they took to stop in the car.

Wen Zhen's throat tightened, staring at the hard [tǐng] figure in the dark.

His eyelashes twitched, and he heard the sound of him walking towards the bathroom, the sound of water flowing, Wen Zhenxiu's eyebrows frowned slightly, his eyes were dazed, and he got up half-straight from the soft bed.

It only took a few minutes for the water to stop in the bathroom.

Yan Chaoyu's voice suddenly sounded inside, and asked her to help get a change of underwear.

Wen Zhen followed his prompts, found the drawer, glanced at the neatly folded squares, and remembered that there was a time before, when they had just received the certificate, and they were all strangers to each other, and they felt awkward to touch them, but now she still has something strange in her heart, but it is not because of awkwardness.

Twisting a piece, she walked to the glass door of the bathroom.

knocked on the door, the glass door opened with a bang, the cold white light shone on the slender hand, his palm spread out, and when he took the edge, Wen Zhen stepped back, and was suddenly pulled forward violently.

There was another bang.

The glass door closes.

She stood on the wet floor, her pale feet stained with water, and then she looked up at him in bewilderment, but her gaze was fixed on the white in the light.

Further up, there was his handsome and deep face, his black hair was wet, and droplets of water continued to follow his sharp silhouette, across his delicate jaw, and then to the protruding Adam's apple, shoulder and neck lines, and collarbones......

The sound of the water murmuring.

The palm that half-buttoned her waist also showed a coolness.

With a sudden burst of thought, Wen Zhen leaned over to touch the temperature of the water, and it was as cold as she expected.

Wen Zhen's eyebrows furrowed: "Yan Chaoyu, is it okay to go to the hospital?" ”

Yan Chaoyu's thick eyebrows and eyes were dripping with water, he turned off the shower, leaned over and hugged the person on the marble countertop.

He suddenly asked, "Why Chao?" ”

Stubborn eyes.

Wen Zhen leaned back to find a support point, her back pressed against the cold mirror, and the chill made her instinctively move forward and fall into his broad arms.

"Ah Chao, don't you understand?"

Chao, Dan, Dan, Chao.

It is the beginning of the day, and it is also the meaning of the rising sun.

Yan Chaoyu pursed her lips tightly, her whole face melted into the dim light, her body was slowly warming up, supporting Wen Zhen's balance with one hand, and leading her hand to touch her lower back with the other.

Wen Zhen didn't react at all, and a scar touched his fingertips.

All emotions stutter.

The fingertips traced the scar little by little, extending from the lower back of the waist to the side of the waist, a full dozen centimeters, the scar became hard with the years, and even the most advanced technology could not completely remove this trace.

Like a brand, forever engraved there.

Yan Chaoyu said: "I know you saw the news, Yan Zhongling is my third uncle, my grandfather has five sons and two daughters, in the early years, the Yan family fought for power, and two died, leaving only my father, second uncle, and third uncle, and the people and things of the Yan family are very complicated...... Including tonight. ”

"I know you must have doubts...... You don't have to feel pity for me because Ah Zhou is my younger brother and how inferior he says I am. ”

"Wen Zhen, he didn't say a word, including this wound on my waist...... When I was twenty-one years old, I was injured abroad, I just graduated that year, and I collected all kinds of expensive sports cars, almost every one of them had to test the performance in person, not because I liked it, because the third uncle Yan Zhongling liked it, and I just wanted to return to China, and if I wanted to touch Yan's industry in China, I needed to flatter him and curry favor with him. ”

"But that time on a bend in a gorge, we had an accident - in that accident, the third uncle was lame, and I only fell this scar, and I was also blessed by misfortune, and since then I have been in contact with the Yan family's high-level officials."

Speaking of this, Yan Chaoyu paused for a moment and sighed slightly: "So Zhenzhen, I don't need any pity." ”

His fingertips ran over the soft flap of his lips, rubbing them lightly, wiping the last touch of lipstick off her lips to restore the color of her lips.

It was also at this moment that Wen Zhen suddenly understood the meaning of the existence of that scar.

It's a scar, and it's also a kind of self-punishment.

She lowered her gaze to finally see the scar, and the light touch along the hideous edge above the snow-white bath towel was very light, soft as if it were a long kiss.

"Is it true? I want to hear you tell the truth. ”

Yan Chaoyu just looked at her.

Suddenly, the long legs are divided into knees.

The mirror was folded by the beam, reflecting her misty black eyes.

He squeezed in, twisted his long fingers across a silk, lifted it up along the arc, and leaped into the bottom of his eyes.

He knew how far his self-control had been, that the alcohol couldn't get him out of control, and that even drugs couldn't break his last shred of his sanity.

Unless, voluntarily.

Camouflage decently, camouflage square, camouflage seriousness, camouflage all positive images......

For more than two decades, he has been comfortable playing such roles.

But now, he suddenly didn't want to pretend anymore, the mask was worn for too long, it would dissolve with flesh and blood, and if he wanted to take it off, how should he tear it off?

As for the true and the false, can we distinguish it clearly?

Yan Chaoyu's eyebrows and eyes were slightly constricted, his straight back was slightly arched, and he kissed her behind her ear, supported her with one arm on the countertop, and locked her between the wall.

Wait until the corner of the silk is drowning in deep spots, drowning drowning.

"Then I'll tell the truth,"

His eyes were dark: "Zhenzhen, do you know what I want to do most every time I see you wearing a cheongsam?" ”

Thorn -

With a tearing sound, a piece of silk broke, and the fabric fluttered and fell, like the shirt outside the door.

"Think like this, tear it open, and then break it."

(End of chapter)