C45

With these words, Wen Yiyan drove skillfully on the highway.

The atmosphere in the carriage was extremely strange, on the left was the furious Wen Yiyan who remained silent, while on the right, Fan Xing had to use all his strength, to not laugh out loud.

She thought Wen Yiyan would leave her alone and go home.

Humph.

Looks like you still know better than your mother, the older the wiser.

Fan Xing resisted the ecstasy in his heart, his tone was abnormally calm, and even a little provocative, "It doesn't matter, since I'm already used to this unworthy Mrs. Wen anyway."

Wen Yiyan's hand that was on the steering wheel started to shrink, and his veins popped out, "Really?"

"When did I deceive you?"

Fan Xing purposely said these words to make Wen Yiyan even more furious, "You better not have lied to me."

He didn't speak again after that.

A smelly face.

Fan Xing snickered to himself, liking him so much that he was flustered and exasperated because of her.

However, she did not expect Wen Yiyan to push her to a corner right after she entered the elevator.

His strong arms were at her side.

Behind Fan Xing was the ice-cold elevator and in front of him was a man's body. She raised her head and looked at Wen Yiyan who had dark eyes and could not help but shiver.

She swallowed nervously.

So, after enduring for so long, he was finally going to explode?

"What are you trying to do?"

"What else can I do?" He scoffed. "Since I'm your nominal husband, then I should do what a husband should do."

Before Fan Xing's little head could turn around, his lips had already been pressed down.

Very accurately, he pressed her lips against his.

Fan Xing's head turned white, and the hand by his side grabbed onto his clothes tightly. He kissed her forcefully, without mercy, and even had some intention to vent his anger.

The woman's heart seemed to jump out of her chest, her body stiffened, she didn't dare to move at all.

She slowly closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck, trying to respond to him.

The elevator door opened.

Their floor had arrived.

The woman's rationality immediately returned to the cage. Just as she wanted to push Wen Yiyan away, the man had already released her and brought her back into his embrace.

Fan Xing was already too embarrassed to meet anyone.

He buried his face in his arms.

He had to bring her all the way home.

Just as he entered, the lights went on, and Wen Yiyan picked Fan Xing up.

The woman let out a soft cry.

The man's voice was low and deep. "Hug me tight."

Fan Xing hooked his arm around Wen Yiyan's waist, naturally placing both of his hands on's shoulders.

Wen Yiyan used both hands to support Fan Xing's legs, and once again kissed her.

The temperature of the room continued to rise, causing the two people who were inseparable to break out in a cold sweat.

The woman's hands began to pull restlessly at the back of the man's shirt.

He reached his hand in.

This undoubtedly caused the temperature to soar by several points.

Their breathing gradually quickened as he carried her into the bedroom.

Realizing that the woman was about to lose her breath, the man put the woman down. "You should go take a bath first."

The atmosphere had reached this point, why hadn't her husband gone through with it?

She pursed her lips, wanting to say something. "You …"

However, he had beaten her to it. "Once you've finished washing up, I'll help you change your medicine."

The woman knew at once that he was worried about her.

Feeling sweet inside, she nodded and didn't say anything more.

She wasn't a fool. Her husband's breathing was clearly louder than her. Even if she used her toes to think about it, after she changed the medicine, hehehe …

Two men in pajamas were changing in the living room.

Fan Xing loved to be beautiful, so he was naturally unhappy to have such a wound, "Hubby, do you think there will be scars?"

The man's attitude was cold. "I should leave a scar for you to remember."

Fan Xing snorted, "No way, Senior brother Jiang Ke gave me a bottle of ointment, he said that sooner or later I would rub it on my face and it would not leave a scar."

Wen Yiyan squinted at her, "In front of your husband, you mentioned another man's name, do you know what the consequences would be?"

Of course, Fan Xing knew what the consequences would be, if not why would he mention Jiang Ke's name specifically.

She looked at him with a proud and satisfied expression, trying her best to restrain her emotions, afraid that he would see through her. "Hmm, anyways, husband is just in name …" "I think senior brother is pretty good. If I want to climb the wall in the future, I …"

"Don't even think about it," he said, changing her into medicine.

Fan Xing listened happily, she suddenly felt that the man who had said those harsh words was extremely adorable, "Then you're coaxing me, I'll definitely be dead set on you."

Her eyes were too presumptuous, causing Wen Yiyan to have a deep look in his eyes.

In fact, he knew everything.

A wise son could never be a mother, but a knowledgeable mother could never be a son. Who was his mother? How could he not know?

And Fan Xing... Other than him, this woman didn't like to have any physical contact with other men. Being touched for so long was clearly a show.

He didn't say anything, just wanted to see how far they could go.

But he didn't expect that... He actually got mad at himself.

Wen Yiyan, who was helping her tend to her wounds, carried Fan Xing.

Along the way, the princess carried him to his room.

Fan Xing was overjoyed.

Finally, he came to this large bed. The last time he came, he had to hide.

After tonight, she would be the mistress of the bed!

The man laid her gently on the bed. He took her ankle and gave her a gentle kiss.

When a woman was affected by this unfamiliar feeling, her entire body's senses became exceptionally sensitive.

She couldn't help but be excited, when she heard that enchanting voice, "Are you that impatient?"

The woman stomped her foot that was being held tightly, but to Wen Yiyan, it was as easy as lifting a dumbbell that weighed 20 kilograms.

"Don't run out of strength in advance, otherwise …"

He hated Wen Yiyan the most.

What's wrong? Wasn't he just worried that she wouldn't have the strength to cooperate?

A hundred and twenty hearts were fine, but she had spent a lot of time preparing for this day.

She obediently lay back on the bed. She was the one who took the initiative in the past, it was rare for her husband to finally be enlightened, he had to show off a little bit.

The man kissed her all the way, and everywhere he went, it was as if he had been set on fire.

He slowly extended his hand towards her and felt her tremble.

"Afraid?"

The woman stood up, hooked her arms around the man's neck and kissed him deeply.

"It's the puppy I'm afraid of."

The man's mouth curved into a pretty smile.

The woman took off Wen Yiyan's clothes. She was no longer as clumsy as before and quickly took off the man's clothes.

The man took off the woman's clothes as well.

The bottom of his eyes grew darker, the woman shyly used her hand to block his view.

The man grabbed her hand, gave a deep laugh, and lowered his head to kiss the woman who had opened her mouth slightly.

This taste was like a poppy, addicting him.

He had thought that he would only lose control once.

Unexpectedly, it was a complete immersion.

The man began to bite the woman's neck.

Fan Xing didn't know anything, she only knew that it was too exciting. The heat from her body made her feel both unfamiliar and excited.

The man thought it was time, so he moved slightly forward.

The woman pushed him away suddenly and backed away.

The man tried his best not to move forward. His voice was slightly hoarse.

The woman frowned as she complained in a tearful voice, "It hurts!"

The man patted her gently on the back and said softly, "I'm sorry, but I'll be slow, won't I?"

Again, the man slowly … It was about to succeed.

The woman suddenly kicked him away. Fortunately, the man's reaction was quick, otherwise, he would have fallen off the bed.

The man looked up at her gloomily. "Is it really that painful?"

The woman's eyes were filled with moisture as she nodded heavily.

The man sighed and pulled the woman's clothes tenderly, carefully helping her put them on.

The woman sat up and pulled up her nightgown, which she had thrown on the corner of the bed, and tried to help the man into it.

But the man took it and put it on himself.

He regained his usual indifference. "I still have to go to work tomorrow. Let's go to bed early."

The woman felt depressed. Was it so painful to do such a thing?

Why did the friends around her all say that this was a very comfortable activity!?

Then she … What about the bridal room between her and Wen Yiyan …

She didn't want to do it now.

She tossed and turned, unable to sleep, occasionally touching a man's body.

The man restrained himself and hugged her, trying his best to restrain himself. "Don't move again."

The woman saw his patient expression and pouted. "You have a way to make it smaller …" Maybe, maybe, it wouldn't hurt so much anymore … I should be able to tolerate it. "

"…"

Seeing that his face was growing uglier, Fan Xing immediately stopped talking.

Okay.

It was her fault.

But she was afraid of pain.

Even if the other party was Wen Yiyan … That … that was too painful.

She snuggled into his arms and whispered, "I'm sure my husband is tired. Do you want some water to eat? I'll go get some snacks."

The woman who was about to stand up immediately stopped the man.

The man suppressed his temper. "Shut up and sleep."

"But …"

"You can say one word at a time. If you dare to make any more moves, I'll deal with you immediately."

Fan Xing was stunned, he did not move.

If he said he wouldn't move, then he wouldn't move.

Because her husband did what he said.

After a long time, they heard the sound of regular breathing.

The man opened his eyes and looked at the woman beside him, sighing silently.

This silly woman, what should he do with her?