Chapter 682

She thought of the question he asked him in the morning.

She closed her eyes, the bed she had slept in more than ten years ago gave her a sense of security because of familiar memories, and seemed to have no answer to this question.

If they keep on cold war like this until the tacit end of the relationship, it is a good choice and result.

She can do without him, which is not unacceptable, the only thing is that she always seems to be unable to resist the temptation from him.

Wenyi stayed at Wenjia's house the next day, chatting with wenmu, shopping and buying vegetables. When she was alone, she would read in her study, which made her life enjoyable and comfortable.

In the evening, when Wenye comes back, Wenyi and ye sran sit together to chat and tease the cat. He picks up his eyebrows, drags his suit and walks towards them with long legs.

Ye sran held up his chin, watched the man approach, and then held his chin to show the sweet smile of the spoony man, "honey, you are back."

Wen Hanye glances at his sister, then reaches for Ye's head, and says casually, "my husband is thirsty, go and bring me a cup of tea."

Ye ran rolled his eyes, looked at him, looked at Wen Yi again, and said with a smile, "job's son, would you like to drink it?"

Wenyi smiled. "OK."

Ye sran stood up from the chair, jumped into the man's arms, stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips without any scruple.

Wen Hanye stands still and looks down at her. "My sister is so ashamed of you."

"Are you a hillbilly growing up in the mountain area, kissing everywhere in the street? I haven't seen you for a day. What's to be ashamed of?" ye said with a look up, and then he went up to kiss again. "You're mine. Kiss if you want to."

"The kiss is over?"

"It's over."

"Tea."

She blinked and said, "kiss me back, too."

Wenyi silently stopped his face and looked into the distance.

Wen Hanye looks down at her.

"Hurry up."

The man licked his lips, and his lips were a little curved. He wanted to laugh and was helpless. At last, he held her by one hand and kissed her deeply.

For half a minute.

After parting, seeing that she is still looking forward to him, Wen Hanye lowers his head near her ear and says in a hoarse voice that only two people can hear, "enough kisses at night, OK?"

She nodded heavily and ran back to the house.

After her figure disappeared, Wen Hanye sat down opposite to Wenyi, glanced at her expression and asked casually, "did the man contact you?"

Wenyi just turned around. "No."

"Are you ready for the end of the cold war?"

"He's busy looking for Li qianrui. He doesn't have time to talk to me. He's looking for other women all over the world, and I don't want to talk to him."

"Why don't you just go to the company and help me out?"

"

he banged his hand on the table," if you have received so many years of elite education and you don't retire at the age of 30, it's not a waste of your ten years of cultivation? "

"Just be happy. How can there be any waves that are not wasted?"

Wen Hanye narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "if you divorce Mo Shichen, do you still need to find a job to support yourself? Is it better to work in other people than at home? You can choose any place in our family. You want my brother to give up his position. "

"Brother, this is your attitude. Believe it or not, I'll tell Dad later?"

"

Wen Hanye hisses and doesn't care. He glances at them casually, and then he sees a shadow of his body coming towards them not far away. The corner of his lips is raised and the arc is deeper." Yo, sister, here comes the rare guest. "

Wenyi didn't respond, subconsciously followed his line of sight to see the past, and then suddenly saw the tall and familiar figure.

This is the evening, the sunset is the last moment of the West. The soft orange light is very beautiful, which pulls the man's body very long. He is wearing a elegant customized black long suit, and his lower body is pants of the same color. He is slim and dignified, with a light breath, but his eyes are focused on her direction.

Mo Shichen goes straight to them, and his eyes sweep over them. He gives a light nod to Wen Hanye, who is not sure about the meaning of his smile. It's a greeting.

Wen Hanye's eyes narrowed and narrowed, hiding the contents of his eyes, and his lazy voice made an unexpected attitude, "master Mo is finally free today?"

When Mo Shichen glanced at him, he was too lazy to use his poor acting skills and sarcasm in his words. His eyes fell straight on Wenyi's face, and he said softly, "madam, it's been two days and nights. Have you lost your temper?"

Wenyi looks up at him, because the man is standing against the light, so from her point of view, one or two points are not true. She frowns slightly, "how, have you finished your work?"He calmly replied, "No."

Wenyi asked jokingly, "are you free now?"

He is still light, "you said to calm down with each other, I will give you time to cool down. I haven't been busy to see my own woman, and I haven't said that my work and her affairs are more important than you."

Wen Hanye, who is about to light a cigarette in his mouth, chuckles when the flame of the lighter goes out.

This smile is really abrupt.

Mo Shichen and Wen Yi look at the past at the same time.

Wen Hanye is very calm. He puts away the lighter and takes a sip of smoke, then slowly spits it out. He looks at the handsome and slightly gloomy face when he squints at ink through the blue and white smoke and orange light. "I say Mr. Mo, you're really interesting. I also want to know where there is a woman who doesn't need to be coaxed to air for a few days, and will automatically calm down and shake hands and say yes. Have you ever been with a man before Well, I'm the only one with such understanding. "

Wenyi, ""

Mo Shichen looks at him, his eyes turn cold.

Wen Hanye's fingers flicked the ashes, and the fine ashes disappeared in the air. He looked at Chen when he was painting with ink, and the smile on his lips was not serious, but there was no temperature, which made people read out a bit of cold, but his tone remained unchanged, tut twice, "you can't remember if you lost your memory. My sister used to quarrel with you and never went home in the cold war On behalf of her, she will send a signal to the elders of her family that you are not in a good relationship and prepare them for the possibility of divorce

Mo Shichen's eyes suddenly gathered a chill when he finished the last sentence, and then turned to look at Wen Yi.

Wenyi always finds out at some time that her brother, who usually looks careless, is so careful that she feels terrible.