lure her!Delicate and sweet wife is driven crazy by abstinent boss

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What Wen Yanqi despised most in the past was Fu Xushang's deceitful and deceitful methods.

However, when Zhao Danya was about to leave just now, he suddenly felt the safety amulet burning his palm, and his heart skipped a beat.

The instinct of the body made him make a series of chain reactions.

At this time, the conversation between the girl and the doctor rang in my ears.

"How is he?"

"After a detailed inspection, there is nothing wrong with it, just wake up."

Zhao Danya nodded, thanked the doctor, and turned to enter the ward.

In the quiet ward, there was only the beeping sound of the instrument. Wen Yanqi's pale face sleeping on the hospital bed seemed to bring the time back to more than two months ago, when she just found out that she was pregnant.

The bottom of my heart is a little bitter.

While she was in a daze, the phone vibrated. She looked at the caller ID and wanted to hang up.

But the fingertip accidentally touched the connection——

"Yaya, it doesn't matter if you don't like the Zhang family."

Fu Yuerou said in a probing tone, "Your Uncle Rao Shen accompanied you to Belgium, why didn't you tell Mom?"

"Find a time to come back and get engaged. It's good to know the basics."

The matter about her husband almost broke Fu Yuerou.

Although Zhao Danya is her daughter, she was raised in Fu's family since she was a child, and she has a spoiled temper, and she couldn't control her at all when she first got up.

Zhao Danya has been in Belgium for almost three months, and whenever she mentions marriage, she hangs up the phone, without giving her a chance to speak.

Yesterday, when she went to visit Mr. Ji, she learned that Ji Raoshen had also gone to Belgium.

The solution to the urgent need seemed to be right in front of her.

The ward was very quiet, even though the hands-free was not turned on, the voice from the microphone still spread clearly.

Zhao Danya's heart skipped a beat, and she hung up the phone in a hurry.

Only then did he take a breath, and subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Wen Yanqi.

Impressively, she met his calm peach blossom eyes, and the suppressed breath at the end of those eyes was very similar to the moment when she saw him in the restaurant today.

Zhao Danya's pupils shrank suddenly, bit her lip inadvertently and opened her mouth, her throat was a little dry: "You're awake."

The room was quiet for a moment, and a soft voice escaped from Wen Yanqi's throat, "En."

It seemed like a single syllable without emotion, but Zhao Danya's heart shuddered when he heard it.

Wen Yanqi sat up sideways, and his knuckle fingers slowly descended to smooth the wrinkles on the sleeves.

He picked up the black coat that was on the sofa beside him, raised his slender and powerful arms to put it on, and stared at her with his head tilted: "Where do you live? I'm back."

Zhao Danya looked into his eyes, her head was a little stuck, she didn't know what to say, so she just reported the address in a groan.

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All the way back to the apartment in silence.

Zhao Danya walked in front, and the beep of pressing the password sounded.

Outside the window in the corridor, the afterimage of the setting sun shone in, and the figures of the two overlapped, appearing ambiguous and lingering.

Wen Yanqi was so close that she could smell the woody fragrance coming from him.

It is very familiar and very attractive. In the quiet space compressed by him to a very small size, it constantly exudes attractive and in-depth factors.

The door opened with a "click".

Zhao Danya frowned, and walked in with her legs lifted.

She put the key on the small hook in the entrance hall, and was about to take off her woolen coat and hang it on the coat rack.

However, as she entered the door with steady steps behind her, Wen Yanqi's big cold hand rested on her waist.

Zhao Danya didn't have time to be surprised, so someone pushed back against the door.

As she stepped back, the password door behind her clicked and locked.

She was pushed between the door and the man, her fluffy curly hair fell down on her shoulders, and her coat was half removed, revealing her delicate collarbone.

She raised her head, and Gu Pan's beautiful eyes met the man in front of her.

Wen Yanqi's slightly deep peach blossom eyes were full of terrifying meaning, and the strong masculine aura on her body made her heart tremble for a moment, and she subconsciously drew her legs together.

"Yaya, I haven't seen you in three months, I'm more courageous."

In the past, it was to provoke Xiao Xianrou back, but now it is even more powerful.

He wrapped his big hands around the cold white and fragile skin of the back of her neck, and the slightly warm touch made her squint her eyes unconsciously.

Knowing that he was talking about the phone call heard in the ward, Zhao Danya frowned and said, "Uncle Rao Shen is here to attend the International Medical Summit."

In the month she first came to Belgium, Ji Raoshen came here once to attend the summit, and left after staying for almost half a month. During this period, she troubled him several times because of morning sickness.

This month, there is another summit in Brussels.

Ji Raoshen had just arrived a few days ago, and today we happened to run into each other, we had breakfast together, and Wen Yanqi came.

Wen Yanqi's eyes fixed on her for a moment, and his voice was low: "Really?"

He raised his hand, and his fingertips slid down from her neck along the spine, and finally landed on the bare skin around her waist, "Didn't I come with you?"

The heat of his palms pressed against her body, he slowly lowered his head and bent his back, the distance between them was gradually shrinking.

The air in front of him was squeezed and pulled away by the ambiguous factor until the body temperature was close to each other, which was a bit dangerous.

He lowered his eyes and looked at her at a close distance, his deep eyes were dark but he didn't make any further movements, as if he was waiting for her answer.

Zhao Danya's eyes trembled for a moment, and the tails of her eyes curled up, and she subconsciously raised her hand to hold his shoulder, "No, she misunderstood."

She was obviously referring to Fu Yuerou.

Wen Yanqi narrowed his eyes and did not make a sound.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Zhao Danya pushed him lightly, and the tall man let go of her and stood behind the door.

Standing at the door was Zhou Lin. Seeing her open the door, she was relieved. She raised her legs and walked in, saying, "You didn't reply to my message. I thought you were torn in half by your two boyfriends."

Zhao Danya's scalp was numb, and she quickly held the door to keep people out.

Zhou Lin blinked, "What? Is there a man hidden inside? Is that Uncle Rao Shen?"

"The last time I came to see you, he was inside, and he knew your password. That's why I knew that the apartment downstairs in your house is his..."

There was a bit of coquettish complaint in the girl's voice.

Zhao Danya's pupils constricted, she quickly closed the door and covered her mouth.

"No! How many times have I told you! Uncle Rao Shen is not my boyfriend!"

Zhou Lin said "huh" twice, and raised the things in her hand.

"No, it's not!"

She came to deliver her class notes, because she left the police station and went to the hospital, so Zhao Danya's class for the whole day was cancelled.

Only then did Zhao Danya let go of her, took the notes from her hand, thanked her and said that she would invite her to dinner next time, then turned and went back to the house.

Pushing the door open, he bumped into a wall of flesh in front of him.

"Wen Yanqi?"

Without even a second of reaction time, the man followed her movement to open the door and pulled her in, with his hands clasped behind his waist, and his delicate body brought to him.

The slightly cool crimson lips rolled down, Wen Yanqi's warm breath fell into her lips forcefully, he held one hand on the side of her face, his rough fingertips rubbed against her chin and brought out bursts of breath. A tingling sensation like an electric shock.

She stared at him, the deep meaning in her eyes was like a beast that had been dormant in the night for a long time, trying to tear her to pieces.

Breath was plundered, and the air in his chest was sucked out by him bit by bit.

He took her territory mercilessly with his lips.

Little by little, she forced tears from the corners of her eyes.

The other big hand held her thigh and lifted her to the entry cabinet at the entrance, then followed the delicate skin of her thigh into the hem of her skirt and pressed it forcefully between her legs.

Zhao Danya's pupils shrank, and she instinctively pressed his hand.

His eyes were deep, and the hand against her chin hooked her forward, catering to his strong and aggressive kiss.

Wen Yanqi's eyes grew darker, and she dug her five fingers into the five fingers that were pressing on the table, preventing her from moving.

Sucking on the lips, tossing and turning.

The force at the tip of the tongue was very heavy, trying to tear her to the bone.

The fine entanglement sounds tugged at each other's nerves.

The tails of Zhao Danya's eyes were red, her eyes were dark, her lips felt hot and numb to the touch, and she was powerless to resist.

After a long time, he panted heavily, his lips loosened a little, but his body still pressed tightly against her.

Zhao Danya hangs powerlessly on him, the hand holding him down gradually softens, and the kissed red lips grab the air with great mouthfuls.

And in his hoarse voice, the strong and strong possessiveness seemed to swallow her whole, "Did you give him the password or did he ask you for it?"