A Villainess Needs to Have the Ability of a Villainess

In the summer night, the air was hot and dull, and the rain kept damp, but it didn't alleviate the sultry heat at all.

And Wen Yu's words seem to have added a fire to this kind of heat, and the whole room was overwhelmed, and the temperature rose rapidly.

And all Jiang Yuhe's restraint and reason were completely defeated at this moment.

He leaned over, leaned closer to Wen Yu, and couldn't help but lower his head to kiss after taking another look.

He really waited for her for too long.

Because the first strong kiss frightened her, it caused her to let her and wait for her every time I couldn't help it.

Finally, he got her approval.

When the kiss fell, Wen Yu gave a soft snort, put his hand on Jiang Yuhe's chest, and closed his eyes in response to his love.

The male faint smell of tobacco instantly poured into his mouth, and Wen Yu allowed his breath to invade and entangle him a little bit.

Slowly they found each other's hands and held them tightly.

Jiang Yuhe likes the fullness of his ten fingers tightly, as if only in this way can he experience the sense of reality he possesses, rather than the illusory dreams he has created.

The kiss came menacingly, long and domineering. Wen Yu's heartbeat was fierce and tense, but calm and calm.

This moment belongs to them, perhaps as early as that rainy Valentine's Day should have happened. But even though they missed so much time, fortunately, whether they have misunderstood or setbacks, they finally lived up to the initial encounter.

Perhaps love is the best medicine to heal each other.

The room was quiet and silent, and just when the two were deeply in love, a phone call suddenly interrupted each other's charm.

It was Wen Yu's cell phone that rang.

She was startled, and immediately pushed Jiang Yuhe away, "Wait a minute, my dad's call."

Jiang Yuhe frowned. Although he was a little impatient, he still held back.

Wen Yu picked it up: "Dad?"

Wen Yi'an: "Yuyu, Dad just heard from a friend that you were on the hot search for a day today. Are you and that male celebrity real or fake? What boyfriend, what box office, what is going on? You Why don't you tell Dad if something goes wrong?"

Wen Yu comforted him: "It's okay, Dad, I'm really okay, it's just a misunderstanding, and I've already—"

Jiang Yuhe suddenly leaned down.

Immediately afterwards, she felt a moisturizing effect in her earlobe.

He was deliberately teasing, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Wen Yu was stunned, and her words stopped abruptly and got stuck in her throat. She didn't even remember whether she had something that shouldn't be heard from her throat just now.

She tried to push him away, but couldn't push him at all. The most embarrassing thing was that Wen Yi'an on the other end thought she had some unspeakable concealment. He wanted to say something and stopped, and asked again:

"Yuyu, if you encounter difficulties, don’t be afraid of your dad’s worry. Who is your dad and I’ve never seen any storms? My dad has even carried bankruptcy. What else is unacceptable? Don’t be afraid to tell dad if you have something. Did you hear that?"

"Hey?"

Wen Yi'an said something was wrong, "Yuyu, are you listening?"

God knows what Wen Yu is going through.

Jiang Yuhe deliberately worked in Wen Yu's ears, seemingly inattentive, but deliberately bewildered, making her want to shout but dare not shout, and can't move if she wants to move.

While on the phone with dad, while being teased by boyfriend.

Wen Yu felt that her breathing was almost uneven, she bit her lip tightly, and said with the last calmness:

"Dad, me, I still have something to tell you tomorrow."

After speaking, he hung up the phone in shame, and before he could speak, his lips were violently sealed again.

She whimpered uncontrollably, and was quickly brought back to the state of the two before the call by Jiang Yuhe.

Embracing each other intimately, when the feeling of each other was about to rise, a phone call rang suddenly.

This time it’s Jiang Yuhe’s cell phone.

He didn't want to take it at all, letting it ring.

But the opponent seems to have to get through, and it has been the third time.

Wen Yu pushed him again: "You pick it up, in case someone finds you in a hurry."

Jiang Yuhe buried her on the back of her neck for a while, helplessly stretched out his hand and took out the phone.

It's Liu Zhengming.

Jiang Yuhe probably knew the reason for his call.

"Yuhe, I'm Uncle Liu, so this is the case. Do you remember the little Wen, Wen Yu girl I introduced to you last time in Jiangcheng?"

really.

Jiang Yuhe glanced down at Wen Yu, his fingertips ran into her long hair and rubbed it, "Remember."

He didn't rush, his tone was calm, as if the person who was about to kiss himself to the point of suffocation was not him.

Still so abstinence, so calm and self-sustaining.

Wen Yu's reason for inciting Jiang Yuhe to answer the phone was only for revenge.

Seeing the right opportunity, she leaned back, bit the man's apple, and deliberately took two bites before lying back down.

He smiled frivolously and provocatively in his eyes.

At that time, Liu Zhengming was saying to Jiang Yuhe: "Old Wen just called me and said that Yuyu has some news on the hot search today. She is a young girl who has just entered the entertainment industry and has no experience. Look at yours. Can you take care of her?"

Jiang Yuhe stared at Wen Yu for two seconds, and said meaningfully to the other side: "Okay, I will take good care of her."

After speaking, he threw the phone aside and turned it off.

On the other end of the phone, Liu Zhengming comforted Wen Yi'an, "Yuhe promised to take care of Yuyu, don't worry, since he has spoken, he will definitely help."

Wen Yi'an nodded, but after thinking about it, he didn't feel relieved. He took the phone and started booking tickets, "I'd better go there as soon as possible. My daughter reports the good and not the worry.

In the room, the successful Wen Yu asked Jiang Yuhe with a smile, "Whose phone call? Who do you want to take care of? Ah--"

Before she finished speaking, she was suddenly pulled closer by Jiang Yuhe's ankles.

"You like to provoke me, don't you?"

Wen Yu blinked, and asked ambiguously: "Then have you been provoked by me."

After staring at each other for a moment, Jiang Yuhe began to untie the watch strap, with an overwhelming momentum: "I will tell you the answer now."

Wen Yu: "..."

I knew the answer would not be easy, but Wen Yu did not expect it to be so heavy.

At first she smiled and went to hide, until later she couldn't laugh again, and honestly paid the price for her provocation.

I don't know how long it has passed, and the coolness slowly hit, as if the rain outside fell into the room, the temperature in the room dropped a bit.

Fortunately, the wine is strong, carefully watered with roses, warm and warm.

When the raindrops fall, every petal is embellished with the most fascinating color.

The dark black façade mirror topped the starry sky. At this moment, it is also like a recorder of a story, silent, but flowing under the dark.

The dim night was quickly dyed with beautiful colors.

The rose was plucked from the thorns, and the layers of petals were wrapped in nectar and bloomed.

The raindrops flowed down the glass and gradually became a line, connecting into a whole bead curtain, blurring the picture.

Wen Yu took several deep breaths, but still couldn't adapt to covering his face with his hands.

Jiang Yuhe stopped and looked at it from her perspective, as if he understood something.

But he still had no plans to turn off the lights.

Gently soothing Wen Yu's emotions, wiping away the thin sweat from her forehead, the man casually tore off the black stockings she hung on the head of the bed, made a light circle, covering her eyes.

Under the transparent black are the slightly red lips that have been invaded.

Bone-eating visual impact.

Jiang Yuhe clasped Wen Yu's hand, as if announcing the start of the game, softly coaxing in her ear: "Close your eyes."

Wen Yu: "..."

I don't know if it is because of the sound of the rain being too loud or the indoor heat is too strong, and the glass windows are gradually stained with a hazy fog.

Wen Yu's vision was completely obscured, and the person seemed to sink into the deep sea. Nothing could be seen in front of him. Only the soft yellow light in the bedroom gradually became blurred under the penetration of the black yarn quality.

The outdoor rain sounded loudly, the raindrops beating eagerly and fiercely on the transparent glass. I don't know how long it had passed, but the sound was slowly empty and distant, completely submerged in the dark night, and disappeared.

Wen Yu felt as if she was dreaming. The pictures of acquaintance with Jiang Yuhe over the past six months kept flashing in her mind, playing like a movie. She grabbed him tightly, trying to make herself see his face clearly.

"...Do you remember... the first time we... met?"

The dazzling flash that night seemed to be floating before my eyes.

"...Do you remember that someone gave you—"

Jiang Yuhe sealed her lips with dissatisfaction, "Don't talk."

Obscure, endless.

At dawn, the bright and noisy world finally burned to ashes, returning to silence amidst turbulence.

The day is almost dawn, the rain is still falling, the quiet room is still charming, and the passion is still warm.

Wen Yu leaned tiredly in Jiang Yuhe's arms. His eyes were too sleepy to open. He only felt that the person was gently flattened and covered with the quilt before a deep voice said in his ear: "Go to sleep."

Wen Yu didn't react at all.

She was so tired that she seemed to have run a long marathon, and almost immediately after closing her eyes, she fell asleep in a daze.

After only a few hours of sleep, the habitual biological clock woke her up.

Slowly opened his eyes, and it was the man's chest that was stuck in front of his face.

A posture that completely protects her in his arms.

This unprecedented sense of security made the corners of Wen Yu's mouth who had just opened his eyes a smile unconsciously.

She wanted to roll over, but her body was so tired that she fell apart. When she accidentally touched her calf, she felt pain.

She hissed and took a breath of air, lifted her body to look, and then she was stunned.

Scattered evidence.

It is all evidence that Jiang Yuhe is not a man.

Wen Yu was dumbfounded, his thoughts were chaotic, and vaguely remembered the contradictory feeling of love and pain mixed last night——

The man's legs are really hammering.

Consciousness gradually returned, and more images popped up in Wen Yu's mind.

He forced himself to call him, but not by name.

Falling into that elder brother time and time again, he seemed to have the obsession to get out of control.

It seems that the longer and more late this "endurance and humiliation" drama is, the more intense it is, the more exploding it is.

Wen Yu closed his eyes, suppressing the dryness that was surging up again.

The picture of memories hit, and she discovered that it was Jiang Yuhe's voice that made her more irresistible than the night.

It was the first time she heard such a voice from him, it was full of hormonal tension, and she felt the ultimate in sex.

Finally, Wen Yu knew that Jiang Yuhe would also be irrational and lose control.

Under the thin quilt, she gently searched for the man's waist, hugged him, and relied on getting into his arms, wanting to relive the hug from last night.

The man's hand quickly responded and hugged her, "No more sleep?"

Wen Yu shook his head, "Can't sleep anymore."

From last night until now, she has always wanted to ask Jiang Yuhe a question, but every time she came to her lips, she wondered whether to ask or not.

I want to know, but I'm afraid it is the answer I don't want to hear.

After hesitating for a long time, Wen Yu finally asked——

"Before me, did you have anyone else."

Before getting to know Jiang Yuhe, Wen Yu had heard a lot of lace news about him and female celebrities. He didn't feel it at that time, so he didn't care.

After being together, I also comforted myself that it was just a mess of news.

It was not until I was truly loved by him last night that I discovered that if another woman ever had the same love...

Wen Yu couldn't stand it just thinking about it.

It turns out that women are no less possessive than men.

Even worse.

"Tell me the truth, don't lie to me," she said.

Jiang Yuhe was silent for a while, then replied, "Which one do you mean."

"This happened to us last night."

"No."

"..."

Wen Yu was a little surprised, but instantly relieved.

He said no, there must be no.

Wen Yu pursed his lips contentedly, and was about to climb his neck. Suddenly, his thoughts paused and he realized what was wrong.

Nothing like this happened last night.

Could it be... I like but I haven't done it?

Wen Yu immediately widened his eyes, "What do you mean, have you liked other women before?"

Jiang Yuhe looked at Wen Yu, thinking about how to answer this question.

He didn't want to lie to her, and he didn't even bother to cheat, especially to the people he liked.

In fact, before getting to know Wen Yu, he was really moved by the woman at the concert.

Even if it was just a back view and a taste, it inexplicably stirred his nerves.

Later, Nian Nian was unforgettable and longed for a long time in my heart.

It was like a kind of obsession. I kept wanting to find her until I met Wen Yu later. That feeling was slowly diminished and disappeared.

Wen Yu completely replaced her, but she couldn't deny that she once occupied her heart.

Jiang Yuhe admitted: "Before you, I did have a heart for a woman."

Wen Yu: "..."

He sat up instantly, with his long hair draped in a mess, in disbelief: "You have an ex-girlfriend?!"

Jiang Yuhe passively looked at her unobstructed body, his eyes darkened, and he reached out and pressed her back to the bed, covering it with a thin quilt.

"I was only tempted unilaterally. I don't even know what her name is, and it's been a long time."

Wen Yu was wronged: "You don't know what her name is, you like her."

Jealous again: "Is she prettier than me?"

Jiang Yuhe was a little helpless and didn't want Wen Yu to continue entangled in this topic, and patiently explained: "I don't have to tell you about this, but if I tell you, it shows that I am openhearted. You should know what kind of person I am. "

Of course Wen Yu knows.

A person who never procrastinates, broken roots.

A vigorous and vigorous person at work.

Oh, I still know it now.

On the bed is not inferior to the person under the bed.

She almost passed out.

Wen Yu shrank and thought for a few minutes, who hasn't passed yet.

She is not an unreasonable woman.

Although very jealous, Wen Yu accepted the incident and said with emotion: "You have an ex-girlfriend, and I have an ex-boyfriend, so everyone is even."

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

Forget it, if such an understanding makes her feel mentally balanced, he is meaningless to explain.

What ex-girlfriend.

He still doesn't even know what she looks like, but it was a quick glance in the crowd, which was amazing for a moment.

After a quiet hug again, Wen Yu asked Jiang Yuhe: "Are you going to work today?"

Jiang Yuhe replied calmly: "I have a very important merger meeting to be held at 10:30."

"..."

Wen Yu looked up at him tiredly, thinking about tossing all night, how did he manage to work so calmly?

Seeing that it was nine o'clock, Wen Yu had to let go of Jiang Yuhe: "Then you go, I'm also up."

"Should I take you to take a bath?" the man said.

Wen Yu is so tired at this moment that she really wants to stand still and someone will help her wash, but she also knows the possible consequences of asking Jiang Yuhe to help her wash.

Despite this, she still asked with a glimmer of expectation—"Will you want it again."

Jiang Yuhe looked at her with unclear meaning in his eyes.

He didn't answer right away, Wen Yu understood.

are not you tired? !

Are you going to have a very important meeting later?

Wen Yu was immediately irritated and sat up, picking up a piece of clothing on the ground to wrap himself up, and said firmly: "I think I can do it alone."

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

At nine o'clock in the morning, the sun had already appeared on the horizon.

Wen Yu went to take a bath, Jiang Yuhe didn't want to continue lying on the bed, and went to the guest to wash.

After washing in ten minutes, his hair was still wet, and he casually wrapped a bathrobe out, and found that Wen Yu hadn't finished washing, so he went to the living room and poured a glass of water.

Usually at this time the Filipino maid should come over to make breakfast. Jiang Yuhe is wondering why people have not come today when the doorbell rang.

Thinking it was because the servant had forgotten the password or some other reason, Jiang Yuhe didn't think much, and walked over and opened the door while drinking water.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man stood outside.

Looking at each other, the other party also seemed to be stunned. He glanced inside, then looked at the address sent by his son on the phone, and tentatively said, "Is Wen Yu live here?"

Jiang Yuhe felt that the man in front of him was a bit familiar, and he quickly searched in his memory, but within a few seconds, he immediately determined his identity.

And the other party seemed to recognize him with hindsight.

The two sides were almost in unison--

"Mr. Jiang?"

"uncle?"

Just when the two men were staring at each other, Wen Yu wrapped in a bath towel and walked out of the room barefoot. The bite marks on his legs were even more beautiful after being washed away by the water.

As she walked, she complained a little bit of anger:

"Can you stop biting me next time, don't bite your legs even if you bite, OK? How can I see people in a skirt in summer."

After speaking, people also walked to the living room, the moment their eyes fell to look for Jiang Yuhe, he saw the man standing outside at a glance.

The air seemed to stop flowing at this moment.

Wen Yu stayed there, his consciousness stagnated for several seconds, as if he had only recovered, and screamed and ran back to the bedroom.

The remaining two men looked at each other.

Wen Yi'an: "......?"

Jiang Yuhe: "..."