What kind of bad thoughts can the hero of the plane have?

Chapter 115

Was it Su Yan who smiled and told him to "remember to think about what I told you", or was it because she was flustered when she looked at Su Yan, or was she defending without hesitation on the street?
Or... earlier.

It was when he heard Su Yan reprimanding the servant, and it was also when he saw her caring eyes.

Feeling unacceptable, going deeper.

"What about you?"

Su Han looked at Wen Zisu's dazed gaze, and his brows and eyes were faintly stained with impatience.

"Probably... for a while."

Wen Zisu gave an ambiguous answer.

"I don't care when you fell in love with our family's Su Yan, but I have to remind you that it's not so easy to be with Su Yan..."

Su Leng smiled.

When Su Han said this, he lacked confidence. After all, it was no secret that Su Yan liked Wen Zisu in the Su residence.

Wen Zisu did not refute. He raised his eyes to look at the bright moon in the sky and said softly: "It should be."

Su Yan is like the full moon in the sky, there are countless stars who want to take the moon as their own, and he is just the most insignificant one among them.

……

Wen Zisu woke up abruptly from his dream.

He raised his eyes to look at the bright moonlight, and the violent panting gradually subsided. The young man was wearing thin clothes, and his forehead was as white as jade, but his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. His face was abnormally red, and the corners of his eyes and earlobes , the corners of the lips, and the cheeks all showed a bit of seductive red.

Wen Zisu was originally born beautiful, but at this moment, the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, and there was an unreasonable sensuality. He pursed his thin lips slightly, and had no time to care about his abnormality, and his mind was full of the dream he had just had.

The scene in the dream was a night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber.

Su Yan was wearing a bright red wedding dress, and was sitting upright on the bed. The table was covered with things like red dates and longan, implying a happy reunion and an early birth of a baby.

He carefully lifted the hijab, and the girl's delicate and beautiful face came into view.

"Wen Zisu."

There seemed to be countless pieces of candy between Su Yan's lips and teeth, and her voice was sweet and sweet: "We are married~"

He nodded blankly.

"Are you happy?"

Su Yan bent her eyebrows, her gentle almond eyes seemed to be filled with thousands of stars, they were too beautiful to describe.

He licked his lips as if tempted.

"I'm asking you something, aren't you happy?"

The girl said coquettishly.

"High... happy."

Happiness came so suddenly that Wen Zisu's mind went blank. He couldn't even remember how he persuaded Su Yan's father and brother, nor how he married Su Yan.

"I'm happy too."

Su Yan hugged his waist slowly, looked up at him with a smile, and repeated: "Very happy."

Infected by Su Yan's joyful mood, a smile smeared from the corners of his eyes, which made the young man's face more gentle and handsome: "I am also very happy."

They are like children babbling, repeating the word "happy" over and over again.

It was Su Yan who changed the topic first.

"Wen Zisu."

A thin layer of blush appeared on Su Yan's fair and jade-like face, and she shyly said: "Since...we are husband and wife, can I... kiss you?"

He looked at Su Yanying's beautiful lips, and his Adam's apple rolled down unconsciously.

"can."

It was a long time before he heard his hoarse voice.

The moment his lips touched, Wen Zisu felt as if a cluster of fireworks exploded in his mind. He stiffened his body and let the girl do whatever she wanted.

"Hey, open your mouth?"

Su Yan's voice seemed to have a magical power, and Wen Zisu unconsciously followed her instructions.

"Wen Zisu..."

The girl called his name in a low voice, and Wen Zisu looked at her blankly, with a seductive redness at the end of his eyes.

"Your lips... so soft."

It was obviously a very normal sentence, but Wen Zisu's face instantly became hot, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and his mind went blank: "Is...is it?"

Su Yan nodded without hesitation.

"Your ones are also... very soft."

He himself didn't know what he was talking about.

Perhaps it was Wen Zisu's clumsy words that pleased Su Yan, layers of smiles spread from the bottom of her eyes, she licked her lips, and coaxed in a low voice: "Wen Zisu, can you call me sister?"

sister.

It was obviously the most normal title, but Wen Zisu seemed to have encountered some bottleneck. His face was so red that he couldn't pronounce the word "sister".

"Wen Zisu, please~"

The girl looked at him eagerly, the longing in her eyes seemed to overflow her eye sockets.

Wen Zisu: "..."

His Adam's apple rolled, his lips parted slightly, and he managed to make a "jie" syllable.

Su Yan looked at him expectantly.

In the end, he couldn't bear to let the girl down, so Wen Zisu held back his shame and called out, "Sister."

His voice is very soft, as low as a mosquito.

"It would be nice if it was louder."

Su Yan followed the good advice.

"Sister...sister."

Wen Zisu felt that his face was about to burn.

"Good, that's it..."

Su Yan leaned over and kissed his lips.

If Wen Zisu had a clear mind, he would not be so easily deceived, but now he is confused by Su Yanqin, his mind is full of "Why is Su Yan so sweet", why would he think about other things?
"Wen Zisu."

Su Yan put her hands around Wen Zisu's neck, and she pressed her forehead against his, so that the young man could clearly see the smile in her eyes.

"……Um?"

Wen Zisu's voice was slightly hoarse.

The distance between the two was so close that Wen Zisu could kiss the girl's cheek with just a slight movement.

"I like you so much~"

Su Yan said coquettishly.

"I like you too."

Wen Zisu said softly.

The redness at the end of his eyes has not faded, and his eyes are full of spring. His earlobes and cheeks are alluringly red, but it is not as good as the red on Wen Zisu's lips.

That was the red color on Wen Zisu's lips when he kissed Su Yan.

Su Yan swallowed unconsciously.

She stepped back a little, but her eyes unconsciously fell on the mole under Wen Zisu's lips.

"Um……"

Wen Zisu groaned unbearably.

Su Yan kissed the mole under her lip.

If it was just kissing the mole, Wen Zisu would not have had such a big reaction, but Su Yan's warm breath sprayed densely on his neck, and Wen Zisu's coccyx unconsciously felt a tingling sensation.

"Wen Zisu..."

Su Yan looked at Wen Zisu with a smile, her lips curved into a sly smile, she touched the mole under his lip, and smiled sweetly: "Or... I should call it differently, husband?"

……

This dream came to an abrupt end here.

Thinking about all the things that happened in the dream, Wen Zisu licked his lips impatiently.

After returning rationally, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

If he could hear Su Yan call him "Husband" in a soft tone, then this dream can be called complete.

(End of this chapter)