Slightly sweet when I first heard it

Her hands were soft and tender, like jelly, Yan Jinghuai's palms were itchy when scratched.

"I actually thought of a hundred tricks to subdue him, but I don't have the strength, and I can't do any moves. The kung fu I have learned is useless, and I can't protect myself."

She grabbed Yan Jinghuai's sleeve and did not let go, and unconsciously touched Yan Jinghuai's fingers.

"Like when I was confirmed deaf."

"You know, I wasn't born deaf. I've been a normal person for many years, and then one day, God took my ears away."

"I don't want to accept this result, and I can't change it."

"I even hate myself a little bit."

"Why, I have to be so weak and unable to protect myself."

"I'm scared."

She kept her head down, Yan Jinghuai couldn't see her expression.

Probably because she was a little shy to reveal her inner voice, her voice fluctuated from time to time, and she didn't control it well.

Yan Jinghuai took her hand and wrote on it:
Why blame yourself.

it's not your fault.You have done nothing wrong.

It's like when you are on the road and suddenly someone throws an object from high in the sky, you can't predict it.

you're just unlucky

Yan Jinghuai seriously wrote:
When something like this happens, I'm afraid it should be.I am also afraid.But you shouldn't hate yourself for it.

It's not okay to have this kind of thinking.

The one who gets hurt because of you.

Wen Qingyin stared at the palm of his hand, his fingers curled up suddenly.

Her voice was a little loud: "Sorry, I was distracted just now."

"What did you write, can you write it again?"

Yan Jinghuai was so angry that he tried to tickle her, Wen Qingyin hurriedly begged for mercy.

After the two quarreled for a while, Yan Jinghuai sat beside her and tidied up her messy hair.

He said to her, "I'm sorry to put you in such danger."

Wen Qingyin asked puzzledly: "What does it have to do with you, you didn't put me in danger."

Yan Jinghuai said, "Aren't I your husband? I should protect you."

"I promise, there will be no next time."

Wen Qingyin pretended to be condescending, "Okay, your apologies, Xiao Wendong is under his command."

Yan Jinghuai smiled softly.

He stuffed her into the quilt and said softly, "Go to sleep, I'll wait until you fall asleep before leaving."

Wen Qingyin closed her eyes obediently, and heard him say again: "Show weakness, don't be ashamed."

"You needn't be ashamed to admit your cowardice."

"That's what you taught me, remember."

Wen Qingyin kept his eyes closed all the time, just holding his finger secretly.

I don't know if the effect of the medicine has not passed, but her nerves are always excited.

She's really tired, but she can't sleep.

When she turned over for the third time, Yan Jinghuai found out.

He hummed a song he had heard in childhood, patted her on the back lightly, and comforted her calmly.

Wen Qingyin's restless heart gradually calmed down, and finally fell asleep.

But the position made her sleep too comfortably.

She muttered something in a low voice, let go of Yan Jinghuai's hand, and turned over.

Yan Jinghuai laughed and scolded: "Throw it away when you're done using it, you're acting like a scumbag."

Wen Qingyin's territory is always big, and this bedroom is no exception.

The room is beige, dotted with large patches of brown. It does not look as depressing as the office, but it is not a warm place.

Yan Jinghuai remembered the same board-like house when he first arrived at Wen Qingyin's house.

In comparison, this room is messier and more popular.

Suddenly he froze, Wen Qingyin's wardrobe was not closed securely, he saw the pajamas inside.

Since you have pajamas, why are you wearing my clothes.

Yan Jinghuai silently covered his chest, the light in his eyes deepened.

This princess is really scary, she will seduce me even when she is asleep!

He shook his head and laughed softly.

He found the first aid kit, gently took Wen Qingyin's arm out of the quilt, and treated her wound.

Yan Jinghuai did not abide by the agreement with Wen Qingyin.

After she fell asleep, he didn't leave.

He had a thrilling morning, exhausted both mentally and physically.Before he knew it, he fell asleep beside Wen Qingyin.

After an unknown period of time, he felt something pressing on him.Opening his eyes in a daze, he heard that Qingyin was crawling down from him.

She didn't feel guilty at all for waking Yan Jinghuai up, and calmly pointed to the side.

Yan Jinghuai looked in her direction and saw her hearing aid on the small cabinet beside the bed.

"Thank you." Wen Qingyin put on the hearing aid and continued to crawl under the bed from him.

Yan Jinghuai's eyelashes trembled uncontrollably a few times, and he grabbed her wrist.

Afraid of touching her wound, he didn't use any force, he just restrained her and didn't allow her to move around.

After watching her for a long time, Yan Jinghuai asked:

"Why are you wearing my clothes."

"Why are you sitting on me."

"Why are you rubbing on me?"

"Why are you--"

I don't know if it's because he just woke up or for other reasons, but his voice is very low, hoarse than usual.

He held her wrist with one hand, and the other hand slipped into her waist along the hem of the dress.

Following the depression in her back, he moved up a little bit, and then found that she was not wearing underwear.

His eyes became silent, almost threatening, and he asked, "Tell me, what do you want to do."

Because he often plays musical instruments, his fingers have a thin layer of calluses, which are a bit rough, and they smell unvoiced and itchy.

The hint in his eyes was so obvious that Wen Qingyin could easily understand it.

She smiled lightly:
"I'm seducing you."

"I'm seducing Yan Jinghuai."

At that moment, Yan Jinghuai's expression was even a little harsh.

He turned over, pressed Wen Qingyin on the bed, and started to untie his belt.

Wen Qingyin's eyes are no longer soft, and even a little complacent.

"But I don't want to now," she said.

Yan Jinghuai seemed to be pressing the pause button for someone, and kept pulling the belt, looking at her stupidly.

Wen Qingyin said: "You know, Director Xiao Wen never gives people a second chance."

She was smiling, as if she was joking.

Yan Jinghuai did not dare to continue.

He didn't want her to have any reluctance.

His momentum weakened in an instant, and he looked at her aggrievedly: "Is it really not possible?"

Wen Qingyin thought he was so cute.

She hooked her fingers at him, and when he brought his face closer, she kissed his lips: "Of course."

"You can do anything to Xiao Wendong."

At this moment, Yan Jinghuai's mind went blank, only Wen Qingyin's soft lips remained.

He felt that something was strangling his neck severely, there was no oxygen around him, and he forgot to breathe.

But he was soon free again.

He was like a wolfhound breaking loose, showing his sharp teeth.

……

Lingering for one night, when I woke up the next day, there was a soft body in my arms.After being puzzled for a few seconds, Yan Jinghuai remembered that this was his wife.

We slept together last night.

Yan Jinghuai was happy just thinking about it, and couldn't help but giggle.

He wished he could buy an advertisement in Times Square to announce the good news to people all over the world.

He leaned close to Wen Qingyin's cheek, intending to kiss her good morning.

Unexpectedly, Wen Qingyin was already up, staring at the phone, poking the screen a few times from time to time.

She avoided Yan Jinghuai's kiss, "Wait a minute, I'm doing serious business."

Yan Jinghuai's kiss was in vain, and his lips fell on the tip of her hair.

He rested his chin on her bare/naked shoulder, and looked at her phone curiously. There were red, green and green lines on the screen, and the constantly beating numbers made his eyes hurt.

"This, is this the legendary stock trading interface?"

As expected, what was shown on TV was true. The boss's day starts with stirring up the financial turmoil.

Yan Jinghuai asked, "What are you doing?"

"Damn unlucky Cui."

Wen Qingyin finished the work at hand, and threw the phone aside: "He dares to think badly of me, I can't let his family go. Just wait, a week at most, I will let them go bankrupt."

She kissed Yan Jinghuai's lips, "Do you smell oranges? I went to brush my teeth after I got up."

"I've been waiting for you to wake up and kiss me."

Yan Jinghuai was a little concerned that he didn't brush his teeth, but after listening to her, the deep kiss he had prepared became shallow.He touched her lips, then jumped out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up.

While brushing his teeth, he said, "I still want to write a song to scold him. It's still your way to relieve my anger."

Wen Qingyin stretched, "I originally planned to buy the bottom of his stock today, but I thought it was too cheap for him. This kind of scum, I can't let him die too happily. I need to earn some mental damage fees."

She rushed to the bathroom and shouted, "You are not allowed to write songs for him, this animal is not worth it."

"Know it."

Yan Jinghuai came out of the bathroom, jumped back on the bed, and added his good morning kiss: "The kiss just now was not good, so kiss again."

After the kiss was over, Wen Qingyin cried out hurriedly, but Yan Jinghuai stopped moving.

She looked towards the bed, and insisted on teasing this person, "I thought you wanted to continue."

Yan Jinghuai followed her line of sight, and there were the remaining aluminum square bags.

Wen Qingyin picked up the box, subway Grandpa looked at the phone, and carefully read the instructions on the back: "It expires in one week."

"Looks like it's going to be wasted."

Yan Jinghuai said last night that he would run out.He said so and did the same, but he couldn't bear to hear the voiceless voice begging for mercy.

There were ten in this box, and he only used up four in one night, and the man was about to pass out.

If he hadn't considered her body, he wouldn't have...

Wen Qingyin counted on the ground, pretending to be regretful: "This week will definitely not be used up."

Yan Jinghuai sneered, "No, we have plenty of time to try."

Wen Qingyin glanced at him again, showing a little pessimism: "What is that sentence called, and then it fades away, you, alas."

Is that how the word is used?Yan Jinghuai decided that when he went to cram school by himself, he would bring Wen Qingyin with him no matter what he said.

He was very unconvinced, took Wen Qingyin's hand and asked her to touch his abdominal muscles: "I think you misjudged me."

He was bare-chested, with pants hanging loosely around his waist.The lines of his muscles are smooth and beautiful, and he looks alive.

Wen Qingyin patted his stomach: "Hurry up and put on your clothes, you'll have diarrhea later."

Yan Jinghuai felt that his dignity was offended, so he reached out and burrowed into her clothes: "Who kept yelling last night, husband, it's over, it's over..."

Wen Qingyin covered his mouth with a blushing face, "Before, for research purposes, we did statistics, and the best age for men to give birth is actually around 24 years old."

"Do you know why?"

"Because after this age, the activity there is reduced."

Yan Jinghuai:! ! !

Is this still a human language!

What a demonic whisper is this!