She asked calmly.

"If you could, great."

Fang Ci was silent for a while, and then said, "You should also know that I left four years ago, not because of Wen Zhiyan's attitude, let alone because of your words, it was just that I was leaving. "In the same way, now, any choice and decision I make will only be based on myself, and it has nothing to do with anyone's attitude."

"I can't help it if you get him in the way because of that, but I believe he can win."

She put on such a posture, Wen Penghou was not surprised, and her tone was still gentle, "...... However, Xiaoci, have you ever thought that if he doesn't marry, if he doesn't break the rules, it will do him no harm in his future development? Are you willing to let him get into this situation? ”

"'All harms and no benefits' is a hypocritical and false proposition," once it comes to the occasion of reasoning, Fang Ci is not at all frightened, "in case, if you choose the wrong in-laws, you may also be affected, and the gains outweigh the losses." You can't 100% guarantee that a marriage will have a greater interest than no marriage. ”

Wen Penghou did not expect to be generalized on this topic.

His hand holding the wine glass tightened, and he laughed warmly, "It is worthy of studying the Fa." ”

Fang Ci breathed a sigh of relief, "Grandpa Wen, I'm not your enemy. If you are thinking about the interests of the group, I believe that he will not disappoint you, and if you are thinking about his happiness, I also believe that he will be happier with me. ”

She's so sure at the moment.

The air was dry for a long time, Wen Penghou didn't say anything more, quietly drank two glasses of wine, and then got up to leave.

Fang Ci sat in the box for a while.

She called the waiter and asked if there was a "Hanky Panky", and the waiter said that it wasn't on the menu, but the bartender was there and could make it for her.

She asked for two glasses.

Sit quietly and drink slowly, one bite at a time.

Walking out of the restaurant, her steps were a little vain, but for the first time she had a feeling of impatience.

Can't wait to welcome the new beginning of the Feast of Harmony.

She is not afraid of any difficulty, any challenge.

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Return to 8 Yunxiao Road.

Wen Zhiyan was on the sofa in the living room on the second floor, with the sleeves of his white shirt tucked up at his elbows, his right hand resting on the back of the chair, and his left hand rummaging through the documents spread out on his knees.

The finger splint is worn on the right finger, and the white bandage is wrapped around the back of the hand, lining the smooth muscle lines of the forearm, which inexplicably shows a bit of abstinence.

She approached, taking off her hat and coat as she went.

Wen Zhiyan tossed the magazine aside and hooked his fingers.

Fang Ci straddled him directly onto his lap and went straight to unbutton him.

After drinking, the movements were a little light and heavy, and the lips were slightly open, and the mouth was dry, and the tip of the tongue poked out and licked the lower lip.

Wen Zhiyan didn't say anything, just stared at her.

She was wearing loose denim trousers, the fabric was stiff, and it was about uncomfortable, and she muttered, "I'm going to change my clothes...... "I'm going to get dressed," and stood up, walked a few steps away, and turned back, "Wait for me." ”

After about five minutes of waiting, she came out of the bedroom.

Wen Zhiyan raised his eyes and looked over, and his breath stagnated.

She was wearing a white shirt alone, which was clearly his.

Sit back on his lap.

Tear it out and solve it.

Only then did Wen Zhiyan chuckle, "Which one are you doing today?" ”

"Didn't you say that after you were discharged from the hospital, you wanted me-?" Fang Ci said, "Why don't you come today." ”

Wen Zhiyan's chest rose and fell more obviously, his Adam's apple rolled, his eyes darkened, and he said, "Cheng." ”

He felt his mouth was dry.

Fang Ci actually didn't have any rules, he was considerate, and in order not to distract him, he twisted his body and leaned over to the coffee table, took a cigarette and a lighter.

She pulled one out and brought it to his lips, and he opened his lips to take it, and she lifted the flap of the lighter, and the flames burst out.

Lit, he took a puff, slipped his left finger between the cigarette, and put it on the arm of the sofa.

During this time, the eyes did not touch her body, inch by inch, if there was substance, traced.

Fang Ci leaned over and leaned close to him and whispered in his ear, "You are not allowed to move, leave it all to me." ”

Hearing this, the feast hummed.

Then he saw her, and he slipped down from his lap and sat down on the carpet.

Wen Zhiyan could never have imagined that the party being moved was actually so difficult, his breathing was messy, and his heartbeat was almost unbearable.

He looked up and frowned, and the secretion of fluid in his mouth reached its peak.

His eyelashes drooped, and the scene reflected in his pupils made his mind go blank.

She also warned him in advance not to move.

He took several deep breaths, flicked the ash of his left hand, and took a puff between his lips in an attempt to suppress his self-control, which was on the verge of losing control.

He couldn't take it anymore and said in a dumb voice, "Babe, come up." ”

Fang Ci had more room than him, sat on his lap again, and even lit a cigarette for himself.

The soot was turned upside down.

And with that too, the oversized shirt collar.

Chapter 50

No. 8 Yunxiao Road is not equipped with a live-in nanny, and a huge manor-type villa is empty, and the cold wind of early winter shuttles through the forest.

Aspen trees, old locust trees, pine trees, branches squeezing and swaying, tree shadows.

The whole main house is brightly lit, the first floor is quiet, and when you go down the stairs to the second floor, you can hear a subtle sound from the corner of the corridor.

Low sobs and poundings, with hot flashes.

There was only a white expanse in the field of vision.

He freed his left hand to clasp her back and follow her rhythm.

I still don't think it's fun.

His dominant hand could not exert force, could not be clamped and pressed, and could only be like a small boat drifting with the current, the waves were high and low, which made his heart itch to the point of almost exploding.

It's been a long time, and it's been hovering before the rainstorm is about to fall.

I didn't rush anymore, I slowed down like this, I felt the shivers that rushed through my heart, and I felt the torture that was on the verge of suffocation.

After a long while, Fang Ci leaned over his shoulder, "...... I am tired. ”

Wen Zhiyan smiled lowly and said, "Can I move?" ”

He always asked her to say it.

Fang Ci bit his ear and said nothing.

“…… Don't speak? ”

Bite the word, like a threat.

Without waiting for an answer, he moved violently.

The collar of the white shirt was turned up again, and it was barely halfway around her with a few buttons.

"Untie."

He said.

Fang Ci's chest rose and fell, and he lowered his eyes to look.

If you explain it again......

She closed her eyes, untied two more, and her shirt slipped off.

Ignoring any broken fingers, he held the back of her head with one hand and the back of her waist with the other, and rolled over to press her against the sofa cushion.

Finally taking back the initiative, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Zhiyan whispered in her ear, "...... Has there been anyone else over the years? ”

There was no room for thought, and Fang Ci thought for a while before realizing that he was doing bad again.

Even if she is far away in London, he knows her every move clearly. At this time, I asked it out just to listen to her own words, and he was the only one from beginning to end.

Inexplicably competitive on the line, she was ambiguous, "...... Forgot. ”

"......" Fang Ci slowed his breath, "What about you?" Has anyone else? ”

He asked deliberately, and she did the same.

Hearing this, he laughed for a while before he said, "Lao Tzu, all over the body recognize the master." ”

He began to dig through old accounts.

What do you say, you don't have much strength, but your heart is quite ruthless, just leave, and it's been so many years since she left, if he hadn't brought her back, wouldn't she plan to go back? I'll fight again next time

With this kind of idea, he won't take her clothes. See what she wants to do and how long she can endure it.

Fang Ci's mouth hardened and said, it's a big deal to find someone else.

He was not annoyed, but only grinded her slowly, saying, "Is there anyone in this world who knows you better than me?" Does anyone know your point better than I do? ”

All the heartbeats, desires. Hope and exploration are all named after each other.

That heavy everything is indelible.

Fang Ci closed his eyes, feeling the same as one night of solitude in London. Slowly opening her eyes, in front of her was his broad shoulders, the muscles in his shoulders and arms were pulled at once, bulging and tensing, and she felt the frequency with all her heart. Wen Zhiyan stepped back a little and looked down at her.

His condescending appearance was in her view, and she tensed for a moment.

The truth is indeed as he said, no matter where she is in the world, when she closes her eyes, it is indeed his face that comes to mind, this handsome and beautiful face that makes it difficult for her to breathe every time she is stared at.

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