Quickly Transmigrate: A Tsundere God Always Asks For A Hug

Chapter 89 The actor always wants to tease me (41)

When Nan Xin was on vacation, Wen Yan turned down the company work to accompany her.

There was a foreign documentary about life and death on the TV screen in the living room, and Nan Xin watched it with relish while eating jujube paste crisps.

Seeing the people inside being asked what they think of the next life, Nan Xin glanced at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan was reading email files on a tablet, and noticed her gaze, turned to her and asked, "Thirsty?"

After all, the jujube cake is a pastry, and if you eat too much, it will dry out, so Wen Yan took it for granted that she wanted to drink water but didn't want to move by herself.

Because she used to do this often, and asked him to help pour water after eating cakes.

Nan Xin shook his head, looked at him and said softly: "No, I want to ask, what if, I mean, what will you do if I get sick?"

Wen Yan's eyes darkened, and she looked sideways at her, with a calm and firm tone: "There will be no such if."

He was a little bored when he said this, which made Nan Xin startled.

She scratched her head and poked his arm, but Wen Yan didn't respond at all.

Angry?
Nan Xin consciously said something wrong, mainly because it was substituted into it by the documentary, so he blurted out and asked this question.

She picked up a tissue and wiped away the crumbs from the corners of her mouth. Before Wen Yan could react, she leaned over and hugged his neck and kissed his cheek.

Wen Yan's eyes flickered slightly, but the expression on his face remained unchanged, with an unmoving look.

Unwilling to give up, Nan Xin pecked the corners of his lips twice more.

Her cherry lips had a sweet taste, and Wen Yan's hand resting on the tablet slowly tightened into a fist, and the veins on the back of the cold white hand stood out.

Seeing that he still didn't respond, she changed her tactic, buried her head in the crest of his neck, and kissed him intimately, her sweet voice tinged with coquettishness.

"Aww, I was wrong, I shouldn't have said such a thing, aww~"

Wen Yan lowered his brows, suppressing the helplessness and pampering in his eyes.

He put the tablet on the side of the sofa, stretched out his arms, and put it on her waist weakly, holding it with a little force, lest she fall.

The body of the person in his arms is soft and soft, and his body is very fragrant, with a bit of milk fragrance.

The skin that I accidentally touched was delicate and smooth, and the fingertips passed by, bringing up clusters of heat, like an electric current, spreading from the fingertips to the whole body.

Wen Yan's Adam's apple rolled up and down a little depressingly, his head was tilted back, leaning against the sofa, and his other hand rested lazily on his eyes.

Because the heating was turned on at home, Nan Xin only wore a loose, soft white sweater and gray trousers.

When Nan Xin hugged Wen Yan, the slender waist under the sweater was looming, and the hand on the waist felt the touch, and the slender fingers paused.

Wen Yan spoke slowly, with a hoarse voice: "Don't make trouble."

Nan Xin was still rubbing against his neck like a baby, it was itchy and soft.

She screamed: "I didn't make trouble, I'm admitting my mistake to you."

"Admit your mistake?" Wen Yan's voice sounded above his head.

Just as Nan Xin raised her head and wanted to say "yes", her lips were blocked unexpectedly.

Her eyes widened in surprise, and her arms were still around his neck, which made it easier for each other.

The arms hanging by the waist slowly tightened, and gently moved towards him, and the distance between the two became very close.

Alternate breathing, gentle and entangled.

Nan Xin was kneeling on the sofa, dazed by his kiss.

Later, the posture changed somehow, and became straddling and sitting on Wen Yan's body.

His head was lowered, and his lips were tightly entangled by him.

In a daze, Nan Xin heard him say: "This way of admitting mistakes...I like it very much."

The voice is hoarse and sexy, and it looks extraordinarily ambiguous and ambiguous in the fiery atmosphere.

It had just rained outside for a while, and the stone brick floor was covered with water droplets. The icy cold wind blew through the treetops, but the house was warm.

Nan Xin couldn't help feeling that Wen Yan was kissing back those who hadn't been kissed before these days.

Otherwise, why would he come over every few minutes, and the documentary lasts for more than 40 minutes, and the kiss lasts for about [-] minutes!
Damn she can't stand it!
Men in love are simply too clingy!
Nan Xin found an excuse, went to the bathroom, looked at herself in the mirror, and was a little blind.

The jet-black hair has a kind of messy beauty, the small face is plain and fair, the surface of the clear and clean eyes is covered with a layer of water vapor, misty, the lips are bright red, and a little swollen, and there are a few red marks on the snow-white and slender neck. The delicate and soft appearance attracts people's pampering and love.

Nan Xin took a few glances, then turned on the warm water from the faucet and washed her face a few times. After wiping off the water droplets, she did not return to the living room, but returned to the master bedroom.

The man who was processing documents in the living room waited for a while, but no one came back.

Then I went to the bathroom to have a look, no one was there, and I knew her little thoughts in an instant.

Wen Yan chuckled softly, walked back to the living room, picked up her phone from the sofa, and walked to the master bedroom.

"Buckle—buckle—"

Nan Xin, who forgot to bring her mobile phone, was lying on the bed, looking up at the ceiling speechlessly.

Hearing the knock on the door, Nan Xin suddenly sat up in shock.

"Enter."

Wen Yan opened the door, walked in, and looked around for a week.

Then he took her mobile phone and handed it to her, raised his eyebrows, with a smile and a joke hidden in his eyes: "You don't want your mobile phone anymore?"

Nan Xin took it immediately, "I want it!"

Wen Yan pursed his lips and smiled, rubbing her head, "Come home with me later in the evening?"

Nan Xin was stunned: "Go home? Where?"

Wen Yan returned calmly: "Where my parents live, they stipulate that they have to go back at least once a week."

Nan Xin was so surprised that she stuttered: "Is this so fast?"

She's really not ready to meet her parents or something, Wen.

Let her do the math, they have only confirmed their relationship for less than half a month, so why are they going to meet their parents? ? ?
Wen Yan looked at her with a frightened look, her eyes were wide open, she was watery, not to mention how cute she was.

He couldn't hold back, bent down and kissed the corner of her eyes, and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, my parents are away on business, and only my sister is at home."

Nan Xin nodded nah, that's okay.

If there are no elders, it is not counted as meeting the parents.

She frowned, and suddenly thought of something, "Then what does your sister like?"

Wen Yanhui: "I don't know."

Nan Xin: "..."

She continued to ask without giving up: "Then what is the style of her usual clothes or what are her hobbies?"

Wen Yan frowned: "I don't know."

Nan Xin: "Then..."

Before she could say anything, Wen Yan interrupted, "You haven't even given me something yet, so give it to her."

Nan Xin chuckled, such a small tone of grievance and jealousy.

She poked his face and said with a smile, "Because it's your sister, I'm going to give it away."

Wen Yan: "You can give me anything you want."

Nan Xin: "..."

Asking is tantamount to not asking.

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Wen Yan: Bossy man
　The documentary mentioned in the article is called "The Last Summer Before I Died", which is very meaningful. If you are interested, you can watch it~
　　
　
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