Zheng Xiaoke was confused by Wen Yu. "Why?"
Wenyu stops her waist and sticks it to her ear and says, "Mr. Huo has recovered his memory."
Zheng Xiaoke's eyes widened in shock at hearing the words, "it's true, how do you know? When did it happen? "
"This evening's matter, only Huo Ling Chen that old fox concealed down, estimate to have another plan." Wen Yu snorts coldly. In his eyes, Huo Lingshen is an old fox in both business and life.
The news excited Zheng Xiaoke, "does Ya Xuan know?" Her sister finally made it.
"I don't look like I know it, so don't tell her. Let them solve their own problems. You and I can solve our problems." Wen Yu opens the door of the apartment to let Zheng Xiaoke advance.
Zheng Xiaoke turned on the light in the living room of his apartment and then went to look for slippers.
Wenyu looked at her natural action and smiled.
"It's not fair not to tell ya Xuan. I have to ask her if she knows such a big thing..." When Zheng Xiaoke changed her shoes, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and was ready to call Nian Yaxuan.
Wenyu took the phone out of her hand and stopped her from walking to the living room. "It's worth a minute in the spring, so don't disturb me."
Zheng Xiaoke stopped in the living room and looked at Wen Yu seriously. "Do you really mind?" She always thinks that Wenyu must like Yaxuan more or less. Otherwise, how can she choose to marry Yaxuan?
Wenyu then dropped her cell phone on the sofa, moved her long arm, put her in her arms and kissed her lips.
Zheng Xiaoke, "..."
I don't know when the temperature in the apartment began to rise. Zheng Xiaoke was kissed on the wall by Wen Yu, and her arms climbed up his neck involuntarily.
Wenyu slightly released the woman, "Xiaoke, I love you!"
Zheng Xiaoke, "..." Zheng Xiaoke, who had been captivated by his kiss, was instantly awakened by fear.
But Wenyu didn't give her a chance to think about it. He just picked her up and kicked open the bedroom door and went into the bedroom.
Zheng Xiaoke is pressed on the bed by him, and his heart is pounding. Looking at him to untie his tie, Zheng Xiaoke swallows, "Wen Yu, it can't be like this. We're sorry for ya Xuan..."
No, she can't go to Yaxuan.
Yaxuan, Yaxuan Nian Yaxuan's name is like a magic spell in their middle. Wen Yu is a little out of control.
Press back Zheng Xiaoke who wants to get up. "Xiaoke, we are not what you think at all."
"I know, Wenyu, I promised to be with you, but would you like to wait until your divorce..." In the face of Wen Yu's confession, Zheng Xiaoke felt that she didn't need to hide.
But this kind of thing between men and women, she is not anxious to happen
She is not in a hurry. Wenyu is in a hurry!
He lowered his head and bit her earlobe. He was helpless to tell her, "Zheng Xiaoke, listen!"
"Well..."
"Nian Yaxuan and I are not married at all!" Yes, he's telling the truth.
"How could it be!" Zheng Xiaoke was only shocked for a moment, and said with a smile, "don't be kidding."
Wenyu pressed her down again. "Really."
Feeling the sincerity in Wenyu's eyes, Zheng Xiaoke stammered, "but But Yaxuan didn't tell me. I am her Best friend, if you are not married, she will tell me. Besides I also went to your wedding, or Mr. Huo personally sent Yaxuan to marry... "
"There was a wedding, but at the last moment Yaxuan was taken away without saying she wanted to, which was tantamount to the failure of the wedding."
“…… Then you've got your card, and I've seen you! " Zheng Xiaoke suddenly remembered something. When Nian Yaxuan asked her to see her marriage certificate with Wen Yu, she asked her, "look, how about this marriage certificate?"
Zheng Xiaoke turned over, "what else can I do with the marriage certificate? You and Wen Yu I really don't have a husband and wife with Huo. "
Nianya Xuan smiled mysteriously and shook her in front of her with her marriage certificate. "Guess how much we do with our marriage certificate!"
Zheng Xiaoke also glared at her, "bully me and never get married? Who doesn't know $9.9? Do you have a gilding job, nine hundred and ninety-nine more? "
Then Nian Yaxuan didn't talk.
So Zheng Xiaoke stared at Wen Yu, who was smiling happily. "Marriage certificate is also a fake?!"
Wen Yu kissed her. "Smart!"
"But Yaxuan didn't say that. No, she should have told me clearly! I am her best friend! " Zheng Xiaoke wants to cry a little. No wonder that few people attended the wedding of Nian Yaxuan and Wen Yu.
Wenyu shook his head. "Don't blame her. I won't let her say it. For unnecessary trouble, only two of us know about it."
"OK..." Zheng Xiaoke was in a very complicated mood for a moment.
It's no wonder that Wenyu dares to kiss her secretly. In the resort, Yaxuan and Huo Lingchen show their love. Wenyu doesn't have a little reaction, but instead is happy to see it.
Wenyu took off his shirt. "Xiaoke, shall we go to get the license tomorrow?"
"Ah Too fast! "
Wenyu shook his head. "No, if I'm right, Huo Lingchen, the activist, has already started to deal with me. If I don't speed up, something will happen."
"What's the big deal?" Zheng Xiaoke really didn't understand.
"For example, tell my mother I like men, and deal with my company..."
"But we haven't met our parents..." Zheng Xiaoke still felt too fast and hurried.
Wenyu closed his eyes. "Xiaoke, don't torture me any more, will you?"
Zheng Xiaoke looked at the way the man was held back, chuckled, "OK."
As soon as he got her permission, Wenyu kissed her.
More than ten minutes later, the discordant cell phone ring interrupted the harmony in the room. Wen Yu looked at his cell phone at the head of the bed, glanced at the caller ID and said, "Huo Lingshen, the old fox!"
Zheng Xiaoke, who just got used to it, took a picture of him Quick answer. "
At this time, Wenyu was not in the mood to answer the phone, but Zheng Xiaoke had already spoken, so he had to use his cell phone to connect Mrs. Wen's phone, "Ma."
"What a mother! Wenyu, tell me what you have done behind my back! Ah, you say! " Mrs. Wen seldom loses her temper, and Zheng Xiaoke, who is on the phone, is frightened.
In the quiet night, every word can be heard clearly.
Wen Yu's face remained unchanged, and he kept staring at Zheng Xiaoke. "Ma, what's up?"
"Did you say something? Wenyu, you actually like Love... Man! Wenyu, have you considered your parents' feelings? I'm still flirting with ya Xuan and her good friend on my back. Wen Yu, come back to China at once! " Mrs. Wen was really angry. She spoke in a high voice for a while.