My wife is not a demon

Yin Lian spoke softly and turned slightly sideways, "Would you like to come in and have a seat?"

"Okay."

Chen Mu entered the room openly.

The house is still as tidy as before, neat to the extreme.

Any object has a symmetrical beauty.

Chen Mu thought to himself: "It's not bad for this woman to be a designer in modern times."

After Chen Mu entered the house, Yinlian carefully looked at the passers-by on the street. Just as she was about to close the door, she stared vigilantly at the Wangpo Teahouse opposite.

After staring for ten seconds, he slowly closed the door.

"My lord, drink some tea."

Yinlian timidly brought the tea and placed it in front of Chen Mu. When she was about to back away, she suddenly screamed, but was hugged by the other party.

"Officer...Officer...don't do this..."

The woman blushed and struggled helplessly.

Smelling the woman's fragrance, Chen Mu was dishonest with one hand, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a few days, do you miss me, little lady?"

Hearing Meng Lang's teasing words, Yinlian's neck turned red and she bowed her head in silence.

Any man who sees this delicate appearance will be moved by it, wishing to have a good time with it.

The two pushed and shoved for a while, and the atmosphere gradually became more and more charming.

However, when Chen Mu's hand reached the woman's back, the latter froze suddenly, broke free suddenly, and said in a panic, "Master, don't do this."

Chen Mu was surprised, and wanted to hug her, but was avoided by the woman.

"Da Lang is coming back, my lord... If my lord has time, I can come tomorrow." The woman blushed, but issued an order to evict the guest.

Chen Mu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Okay, then I'll come over tomorrow."

Sending Chen Mu to the door, Yinlian opened the door and said shyly, "My lord, my servant tomorrow... my servant will definitely wait for you."

"That's it."

With a wicked smile on Chen Mu's handsome face, he lifted the woman's clean chin and slowly lowered his head.

Yinlian's delicate body trembled slightly, and she closed her eyes.

The pink lips are like rose petals, quite attractive.

However, the moment he was about to touch, Chen Mu raised his head with a charming smile: "See you tomorrow."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Looking at the back of the man leaving, Yinlian looked stunned, the corners of her lips gradually drew an arc, and closed the room.

outside the street.

Chen Mu turned around the alley, looked at the woman leaning against the wall with her arms around her chest, and pretended to be surprised: "Huh? Senior Yun, why are you here?"

"hehe"

Yun Zhiyue curled her lips and sneered, "Why don't you kiss me, did I spoil your interest?"

"What? What are you talking about? I don't understand."

Chen Mu was at a loss.

Yun Zhiyue snorted coldly, flicked her long ponytail, turned her head and left.

"Senior Yun, wait."

Chen Mu hurriedly chased after him, with a smirk on his face, "Do you want to do business? I have a project worth hundreds of millions and I want to talk to you. How about we go home..."

……

In the room, the charming atmosphere still remains.

Yinlian sat quietly at the table, holding the cup that Chen Mu had just drunk in her hand, and sipping it on her lips.

boom!

Suddenly there was a soft sound in the inner room.

Yinlian paused her arms, she didn't seem to hear, she closed her eyes and greedily sipped the rim of the cup, round and round...

After a long time, she got up and went to the inner room.

On the bed, a young man with the appearance of a scholar was struggling to get up, reeking of alcohol.

"Master Yan, are you awake?"

Yinlian put the pillows on the floor back on the bed, gently helped the young scholar up, and rubbed the brows of the other with her slender fingertips, trying to make him feel less uncomfortable.

"I told you to drink less wine, why didn't you listen to me?"

The woman spoke coquettishly.

Feeling the warmth and soft jade, Mr. Yan opened his eyes, looked at the woman's delicate and beautiful face, and said infatuatedly, "Miss Yinlian..."

He is a scholar who came to Beijing to catch the exam.

Because my home is relatively far away, I came to the capital two months in advance, planning to rent a house to review my homework and strive for a good grade in the exam.

Passing by here this morning, I accidentally got hit on the head with a wooden stick.

The woman came to apologize to him.

At that time, he was fascinated by the woman at a glance, but she was already a married woman, so he could only leave regretfully.

This afternoon, I couldn't help but come for a stroll again. It happened that the woman was taking a bath and splashed water on him.

Looking at the woman who kept apologizing, he was not at all annoyed, especially when she invited him into the house to change clothes. He felt that this was the luckiest time in his life, so he followed into the house in a daze.

Then the two chatted and drank...

He obviously had a good capacity for alcohol, but he was unknowingly drunk.

"Miss Yinlian..."