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

"No! Stop!"

"Zhan Yan...husband..."

Wen Rao raised her hand to cover Zhan Yan's chest, her eyes bright.

"Keep it going! Just do it."

Zhan Yan declared domineeringly.

"My relatives are here! Are you sure you want them more?"

Wen Rao pinched his chest in a funny way.

His chest muscles were just right, not overly developed, and the feeling of squeezing them made her unable to put them down.

Sometimes she doubted whether what she loved most was his chest muscles.

"How could it be? Last night..."

Zhan Yan was depressed.

The light in his eyes dimmed.

It's not that he doubts Wen Rao's words, but he really wants to think about it.

This business trip lasted for at least ten days and a half, and he didn't know what else he could do besides work without Wen Rao around.

But Wen Rao had already agreed to stay and take care of him, and he couldn't take Wen Rao with him on a business trip.

"It's midnight. I happened to go to the bathroom, so..."

Wen Rao turned over and lay on his chest, squeezing his chest muscles and playing with them.

Zhan Yan's whole body felt hot and uncomfortable from being teased.

"You still dare to touch it? Aren't you afraid that I will ignore you and eat you clean?"

Zhan Yan's helpless voice was hoarse with dissatisfaction.

"Don't be afraid. In the worst case, we can use other methods..."

Wen Rao stood up and looked at him seriously.

When she smiles, her eyes are bright and bright, without the seriousness and rigor at work, nor the occasional melancholy and contemplation.

Just a simple and kind child.

You can't see any profit or purpose in her eyes, only pure romance.

"What do you mean?"

Zhan Yan cleared his throat, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, and a soft and ambiguous halo appeared on his cold and hard features.

"That's what you think."

Wen Rao tilted his head and smiled brighter.

"What do I mean?"

Zhan Yan took a deep breath, looking forward to it at this moment.

Although I had thought about it, I didn't have the nerve to bring it up.

He kept waiting for Wen Rao to pierce the window paper.

"I'm just buying you an inflatable..."

"Stop it! I don't want it! I don't want anyone but you! Not even inflatable ones!"

Suddenly, Zhan Yan's expression changed 180 degrees.

Angrily, Wen Rao stopped.

What's inflatable?

When did she have so much mess in her mind?

"How dare you let me find another woman?"

Zhan Yan sat up angrily, bulging with anger, which made Wen Rao want to laugh, but she didn't dare to laugh when she saw his cold eyes.

"How could I ask you to find another woman? I just asked you to buy some supplies."

Wen Rao was depressed.

"That won't work! If I buy supplies this time, I should find another woman next time!

I tell you! I am angry! What did you take me for?

You are not feeling well, I can wait! But you can't... you can't insult me. "

Zhan Yan said it very seriously, Wen Rao blinked.

Thinking about whether his words really insulted him.

"Then what were you thinking before? Wasn't it this? What was that?"

Wen Rao felt that she could not fall into the vicious circle of self-certification and had to break through this point and rush out.

So she turned her back on guests.

Zhan Yan was stunned for a moment. What he was thinking at first was...

"Nothing, I..."

"You think what I said is wrong, but you don't say what you think, you are clearly hiding it!

You are not being honest about this issue!

Then there is no need for us to continue discussing!

The accusations you made against me before are not true either! "

Wen Rao quickly regained control and looked at Zhan Yan with raised eyebrows.

He didn't say anything, so she just took advantage of this to see how he would turn over.

"I'm not hiding it, I'm just afraid that if I say it... you'll be unhappy."

Seeing that Wen Rao was serious, Zhan Yan could only slow down his tone.