Wen Jingchu drove Rong Yan back to Ouhuating, and he was quiet and did not speak along the way.

Rong Yan rolled down the window, the night breeze blew coolly into the car, and the moonlight was bright and cold in the spring night.

She leaned against the window and watched the night scene outside, occasionally turning her head to glance at the man who was driving intently in front of her.

He put his hands on the steering wheel, and his expression couldn't have been more serious.

Half an hour later, the black sedan slowly stopped on the side of the street.

Wen Jingchu turned her head sideways, her eyes fell on Rong Yan's fair face, and she fell asleep against the car window.

He raised his hand and gently pulled the few locks of hair that fell on her cheeks behind her ears, Rong Yan moved, and he subconsciously withdrew his hand.

Wen Jingchu chuckled.

Look no further.

She is his fiancée, and in another month she will be his wife.

Rong Yan rubbed his confused eyes, "It's here." ”

"Well, here we go."

Rong Yan unbuckled his seat belt and looked sideways at Wen Jingchu, who had returned to normal.

The man's emotions are rarely exposed, and when he comes back, Rong Yan doesn't want to disturb him, and wants to give him space to be quiet.

She put her hand on Wen Jingchu's arm, "You lean over." ”

"Huh?"

Although he didn't understand what she wanted to do, Wen Jingchu obediently unbuckled his seat belt and leaned over, and then, his neck was encircled by a pair of soft and delicate arms.

Rong Yan reached behind his back with one hand and patted the man's back like a soothing injured child.

And said solemnly, "Wen Jingchu, don't worry, I will be good to you in the future, as long as you don't do anything sorry for me, I won't abandon you." ”

Rong Yan only dimly realized tonight that Wen Jingchu was special in her heart.

In the past, the distance between the two people was too large, and Wen Jingchu was an untouchable existence for her.

Since he said that he was going to marry her, the two have had more contact and become closer.

More and more, I found that I would be easily affected by his emotions, afraid that he would be sad, and wanted to be good to him.

She doesn't do that to others.

If the marriage partner was not Wen Jingchu, Rong Yan thought that he would not have these feelings.

It's just that I don't know this, especially because the two of them have similar experiences and are easy to empathize, so I feel sorry for him.

Or is it because of the accumulation of time to get along, I have long had a different idea about him, but I don't know it.

Wen Jingchu stared at her and couldn't help laughing, "How are you going to be nice to me?" Well? ”

Rong Yan let go of him, and his originally fair face was instantly dyed red.

Stumbled back, "That's it...... That's it, good for you. ”

But the man refused to let go of her, and chased after her, "What is that?" Rong Yan, look at me. ”

How can this be concretely stated?

Rong Yan CpU was dry, and he didn't come up with an answer to him.

After a long time, Rong Yan held back a few words, "Cook for you." ”

"There is an aunt at home, and Dr. Yung's hand is to hold a scalpel to welcome a new life, not to hold a kitchen knife in the kitchen."

Wen Jingchu held his hand and put it to his lips and dropped a kiss.

Rong Yan's face burned, his fingers were numb, and he hurriedly pulled it back.

"And what do you want me to do to you?"

Leave the problem to him, as long as she can do it, she can meet his requirements.

The corners of Wen Jingchu's lips pulled out a beautiful arc, and his dark eyes stared at her deeply, "Doctor Rong, I don't need you to do anything, just stick to me a little." ”

Rong Yan: "? ”

What are the requirements?

She's not a clingy girl.

This is an overstep.

"I ......"

"Can't you?"

Wen Jingchu suddenly asked in frustration.

Rong Yan's words as soon as he came to his lips silently held back.

"I try to ...... as much as I can"

"Dig deeper?" , Wen Jingchu asked.

"What?"

Rong Yan's puzzlement was only for a moment, and his curled eyelashes trembled slightly.

Wen Jingchu had already kissed it.

The first two times he kissed very gently and would take care of her reactions.

This time his kiss was urgent and passionate, and Rong Yan had to tilt his head slightly to meet his lips.

The space in the car was limited, and Rong Yan's waist was tightly clamped by his big palm, and he became more and more restless.

Sensing Wen Jingchu's intentions, Rong Yan panicked and turned his head sideways to avoid his thin lips.

"Will be seen."

Wen Jingchu's voice was low and hoarse, and his breath was burning across her neck, "I won't see it." ”

The thin lips pressed against her neck and landed on her neck, moving slowly.

The restless hand slowly moved up from his waist.

Rong Yan felt that he was also crazy, so he acquiesced in Wen Jingchu's nonsense.

"Wen Jingchu, that's enough, I have to go back."

Wen Jingchu buried his head in her neck to adjust his breathing, and his voice was hoarse, "It's my birthday next Wednesday, can we get the certificate on that day?" ”

"Okay, I'll take half a day off then."

Rong Yan's breathing was also chaotic, he reached out and pushed his head away, and lowered his head to straighten his skirt with red ears.

"I'll go back first, you drive and pay attention to safety."

"Stay with me for a while?"

Wen Jingchu suddenly regretted messing around in the car, and the delicate feeling of touching his fingertips seemed to be still on it.

Rong Yan refused without thinking, "No, it's late at night, I still have to go to work tomorrow." ”

She is now afraid of the so-called "deepening understanding" in the man's mouth, and she is afraid that she will not be able to return home if she stays any longer.

It can be regarded as knowing a little bit, no matter how good the cultivation is, the wickedness in a man's bones is deep-rooted.

I thought that Wen Jingchu was a person of self-denial and etiquette, and she wouldn't come nonsense, but she was wrong, and she just didn't want to frighten her before.

"I'm leaving."

Rong Yan looked back at the man who was leaning on the back of the chair to steady his breathing, and felt sorry for him again, and reached out and touched his head, "Say good night to you in advance, goodbye." ”

Or Minxi's Samoyed is more comfortable to the touch.

She withdrew her hand and walked away without looking back.

Wen Jingchu looked like he had nothing to love.

But the fire was provoked by himself.

Who can blame?

I can only blame myself for not being able to hold back.

There was still a charming atmosphere in the car, Wen Jingchu lowered the window to blow a cool breeze, and watched Rong Yan walk into the community before driving away.

When I returned to Mingxi's house, I saw a man and a dog comfortably nesting on the sofa watching TV.

"Why haven't you slept yet?"

It's almost twelve o'clock.

Mingxi looked sideways, "It's still early, I'm used to going to bed at one or two o'clock, and now it's not twelve o'clock yet, where can I go to bed early." ”

Rong Yan walked over after changing his shoes, picked up the puppy and stroked it a few times, "Mingxi, did you name it?" ”

"It's up, it's called Dudu."

"Toot toot."

Rong Yan called it, and it rubbed it into her arms, "I want to raise one." ”

She was too busy at work to take care of the puppy.

However, after getting married, I moved to live with Wen Jingchu, and I might be able to raise one with an aunt at home to take care of.

But it's not good to raise it and leave it to the aunt at home to take care of, and it's irresponsible behavior.

Mingxi could see what Rong Yan was worried about, "You can raise it with me, if it's inconvenient to take care of it when I go to filming, you can take it back to your house, anyway, Dudu is close to you." ”

It's strange to say, Dudu rejects strangers from approaching it, but he likes Rong Yan very much, and he sticks to her after only knowing her for a while.

Rong Yan smiled and said, "Okay, you be a mother, and I will be a godmother." ”

"How's a date tonight?"

Mingxi suddenly asked gossipingly.

"It's good."

Thinking of messing around in the car, Rong Yan'er blushed suddenly, and her delicate appearance had already expressed everything she thought in her heart.

Mingxi has also been in love, so naturally she understands, she reached out and rubbed Rong Yan's head, "I hope you are happy." ”

"Well, you too."

Rong Yan didn't watch TV with Mingxi anymore, and went back to the room to take a shower and sleep.

In the bathroom, she looked at herself in the mirror, and there was a faint red mark hanging on her delicate collarbone as white as clotted jade.

When I think of my previous dream, I feel the same way.

Rong Yan didn't dare to think about it anymore, she was afraid that she would lose sleep tonight.