After admitting the wrong person and getting the wrong certificate, the heir of a wealthy family bec

Zhan Yan's sudden sadness made Wen Rao confused and a little worried.

The moment she was held by him, the long-lost throbbing and tenderness swept through her body.

Zhan Yan was obviously very greedy for the feeling of hugging Wen Rao, but when Wen Rao was about to respond, he slowly let go of his embrace.

Wen Rao looked at him suspiciously, and was about to ask why, when Zhan Yan suddenly lowered his lips quickly.

The kiss is silent, the taste is brief and stops.

What followed was a passionate kiss like a storm, lingering and lingering.

His breath was taken away from him, and even a breath of fresh air was a luxury.

He painted the spaces between the lips and teeth in various ways, delicately and picturesquely. He painted on the lips, teeth and tongue, smearing out the breath of pathos.

Wen Rao was pinned against the back of the seat by Zhan Yan, and Zhan Yan was reluctant to end the kiss until she was almost out of breath.

The warm and slightly swollen lips are his masterpiece, ambiguous and hot.

"Zhan Yan, what happened? Can't you tell me?"

Wen Rao knew that now was not the time to hold him responsible for forcibly kissing her.

Zhan Yan lowered his head and said softly, "I'll bandage your wound first."

He was careful with his movements and quickly bandaged it.

Wen Rao was still waiting for him to finish, so he drove her back.

No words were spoken the whole way.

The atmosphere was inexplicably depressing.

Wen Rao was originally in a bad mood because of Captain Lin's incident.

Zhan Yan didn't give her any pleasure, which made Wen Rao even more angry.

The car stopped and Zhan Yan unbuckled Wen Rao's seat belt.

His eyes were tired but could not hide his focus.

"Raoruo, I'll take you upstairs."

"Zhan Yan! What are you running away from? What on earth can't be said?"

Wen Rao stared at him sideways.

Zhan Yan met her bright eyes, squeezed out a smile, and said softly,

"I'm really fine!"

"You're not telling the truth, are you?" Wen Rao retorted coldly.

"It's really okay." Zhan Yan shook his head and raised his hand to touch her cheek, but Wen Rao pushed him away.

"Although we have only known each other for a few months, I can still tell if something is wrong with you. Your behavior just now was too abnormal, you can't lie to me."

After all, Wen Rao also studied psychology.

"Can you please stop treating me as the prisoner you're interrogating?"

Zhan Yan rarely looked coquettish and helpless, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere.

But Wen Rao didn't like this at all.

"The more you pretend to be indifferent, the more it proves that you are covering up! Zhan Yan, although we haven't reconciled yet, we can face problems together when we encounter them."

Wen Rao had a stern face, which seemed to be inhumane, but was actually worried and nervous about Zhan Yan.

The Zhan Yan she knew had nothing that he could avoid or hide except hiding his identity in front of her.

So this matter must be of great importance.

"I'm really fine!"

"Forget it if you don't tell the truth! You don't need to give it away!"

After saying that, Wen Rao opened the car door and prepared to get out of the car. Zhan Yan held her hand with one hand, and the cell phone on the side happened to ring.

He hung up the phone directly and pulled Wen Rao to prevent her from getting out of the car.

The call came again, and Wen Rao raised her hand to unlock the phone for him.

"Pick up the phone!"

After saying that, Wen Rao threw the phone to him, shook off his hand and pushed open the car door.

A woman's surprised voice came from the phone.

"Yan! I heard that you are coming to country M? We can meet again! Yan, I miss you very much."

The woman spoke in English. After hearing this, Wen Rao's face darkened, and she shook off Kai Yan and held her hand.

"The person who misses you is on the phone, don't let them down!"

After saying that, he strode towards the community.

Behind him, Zhan Yan was about to catch up when a woman's voice rang on the phone again.

"Yan, who is she? Your wife? Will you bring her with you?"