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Fan Xing, who did not receive a positive response, angrily questioned him, "Since you don't love me, why did you marry me?"

Wen Yiyan's serene eyes surged with a complex emotion as she remained silent.

He stayed silent for a long time, causing Fan Xing to become even more furious.

"Why did you marry me and not touch me? Either you have someone you love, or you don't. "

Fan Xing stretched his neck and his slightly drunk face immediately flushed red, he said without thinking: "What nonsense is this, you are actually in love with another woman, if not, you would not have raised it!"

Seemingly not satisfied with the lack of strength, the woman repeatedly stressed, "I believe that you have the intention but not the strength. But, but …"

She felt like crying. "But how can you mess around behind my back? If you do this, I'll put on a green hat for you!"

It sounded familiar.

Wen Yiyan suddenly thought back to the wedding when Fan Xing had mysteriously patted his shoulder and told him that she would not put on the green hat for him.

The man's expression was rather unsightly.

Did she think he wouldn't?

And …

"You want to give me a green hat?"

"You were the one who put on the green hat first!"

Fan Xing was a little confused, and complained to him in a wronged manner, "You didn't even raise you up, and you still tricked me. You're really going too far!"

The veins on the man's forehead throbbed.

"Although I haven't tried it yet, I hope that you won't provoke me."

"I'm going to mess with you, I'm going to mess with you!"

He held Fan Xing's hands up against the wall behind him, supported his right hand against the wall, trapping Fan Xing between him and the wall.

The space between them instantly became narrow as Wen Yiyan stared at her with an ugly expression.

Fan Xing felt a little uncomfortable, but he was angry.

"You, you're flinging my face. If this goes on, I won't be happy …" "Hm."

Before she could finish her sentence, the man had already bent over and forcefully sealed her lips.

Fan Xing's breathing suddenly stopped.

She opened her eyes wide and stared at the magnified face in front of her.

His heart was beating wildly.

The woman's eyes blinked, then blinked again.

His mind went blank for a while.

All her senses seemed to have disappeared in an instant. She couldn't feel anything except for the pounding of her heart and the warmth of his lips.

The entire world became quiet.

He slowly opened his eyes and released her. He also loosened his hold on her.

Fan Xing started to pant heavily, and waited for his head to go back to sleep, only then did he look at Wen Yiyan, who did not seem to have any emotions.

She swallowed her saliva, and the wine seemed to have woken up a little. "You, don't use the trick of a beautiful man …" If you don't love me, why did you marry me? "

Although it was still a question with a strong goal in mind, the momentum was clearly not as strong as it was before.

Wen Yiyan calmly looked at Fan Xing, and did not directly respond: "Other than you, I won't have any other woman."

Hearing this, Fan Xing was like a cat whose hair was standing on end, he looked like a can of sardines that had been pulled out by its master, and stars seemed to flash in both of his eyes.

But no, he couldn't surrender so quickly.

Her cheeks bulged. "Then why did you accept gifts from other women? She wrote a little card to show her love for you! "

Wen Yiyan pointed to the handbag in the window, "The one you were talking about?"

Fan Xing looked at it for a bit before turning his head to look elsewhere. He opened his mouth wide, "Could it be that there is something else?"