I couldn't stand it anymore, He Shao banged me on the wall every day, asking for remarriage.

He Lanchen's gaze happened to fall in the direction of the lit candle, and his hoarse voice was extremely sexy, "What is that?"

"Candles." Wen Wan said with a puzzled look.

It's strange. He Lanchen was so confused that he didn't even recognize the candle.

"I'm not stupid enough to not recognize candles. Did you light that thing?" He Lanchen had always ignored a question.

They had always slept in separate rooms. According to normal logic, there was no reason for Wen Wan to appear in his room.

"Yes, I ordered it. Didn't I just say it was Wei..." Before Wen Wan could finish her words, He Lanchen knocked her over.

She was pressed on the sofa, and He Lanchen turned over and pressed on top of her. Her arms blocked the man's progress for fear of hurting the baby in her belly.

His big hands were clasping Wen Wan's delicate swan neck, and his handsome features looked as if they had been stained by ink.

"If you want, you can tell me why you lit aphrodisiac candles for me in my room?"

He Lanchen glared angrily at Wen Wan, who was pressed on the sofa by him. He was so hot that he was irritated all over.

Wen Wan was frightened by his domineering appearance. She knew that He Lanchen had one hand covering the entire Jiangcheng, and no one dared to challenge his authority.

It was the first time she saw a man angry, and she shivered all over.

"No, I said the candle was given to me by Wei Ming. He said you had severe insomnia, so I thought of lighting it first so that the fragrance would fill the whole bedroom when you take a bath and go to bed." Wen Wan argued hard, not wanting to give He leaves no room for misunderstanding.

They have divorced and can no longer afford any stain to kill this marriage, which itself has little love.

"Get out of here."

He Lanchen raised his hand to support his splitting head and stumbled off the sofa.

Wen Wan realized there was something wrong with the candle, so she opened the window and extinguished the candle, thinking that at least He Lanchen would be more comfortable.

"Master He, I really didn't bring the candle. I know you won't let Miss Qiao down if you decide to marry her."

How much she envied Qiao Yiyi for getting He Lanchen's promise and protecting her before marriage.

He Lanchen's eyes were about to burst, and his scarlet eyes stared at Wen Wan fiercely, "The candle is the evidence, do you still want to deny it?"

After hearing what he said, Wen Wan was so frightened that she lost her mind.

"I'm going to call my mother. She asked Wei Ming to bring the candle. She will definitely testify for me." She took out her phone and just unlocked the screen.

"boom."

He Lanchen raised his hand and slapped her hand.

A few red finger prints instantly appeared on the white and tender back. Wen Wan cherished these embroidery hands and carefully cared for her hands on weekdays.

"Have you said enough? Why can't you admit that you are the one who found the candle? What? Thinking of signing a divorce with me, you also found that Yiyi and I were getting closer, so you thought of getting pregnant as soon as possible to consolidate your happiness. Where is the young lady’s position?”

He Lanchen was so hot that his bones felt like ants gnawing at him.

Itchy and thirsty.

Like a traveler walking in a deserted desert, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Wen Wan thought that He Lanchen had changed, and at least they could coexist peacefully after signing the divorce. Unexpectedly, if there was a slight disturbance, this man would still treat her as his number one imaginary enemy without mercy.

"Your health is more important now. Can we talk about the candles after you get better?" She was afraid that he would hurt his body, so she tried her best to stop him from getting angry.

He Lanchen pushed Wen Wan away. Before he could reach the door, she took out her mobile phone, with tears in her eyes, as if she had made a difficult decision, "Is it okay if I go find Miss Qiao?"

Hearing this, he glared at her with his sinister cold eyes, "Why should Yiyi pay for you when you have done something wrong?"

After hearing what he said, Wen Wan burst into tears. In He Lanchen's mind, she just didn't respect or love herself, while his true love Yiyi was good at everything.

"Young Master He, I know you hate me, but I am really innocent about this matter tonight. Pregnancy is not the only way for me to leave you or stay in the He family."

He Lanchen, you have no heart.

Before Wen Wan made a call, there was a flurry of footsteps in the corridor.

"Achen, are you there?" Qiao Yiyi's voice came from outside.

She wanted to open the door, but He Lanchen held her wrist and sprayed his warm breath on her white-skinned neck. He gritted his teeth and lowered his voice, "Wen Wan, please think clearly and open the door."

Wen Wan heard Qiu Yiyi slamming the door a door away, "Achen, why don't you say anything? I'm here to see you. Can you please answer me?"

Wen Wan pulled away the wrist held by He Lanchen, and then opened the door, "Miss Qiao, Mr. He is inside."

Qiao Yiyi's eyes were red when she saw Wen Wan coming out, but she stopped asking her last question when she saw He Lanchen's elongated handsome face.

"You can go, I will take care of Achen." She pushed Wen Wan away and walked into the bedroom rudely.

He Lanchen reached out and closed the door. Wen Wan's face turned pale the next second it hit the door.

Baby, mommy is a coward.

Sorry baby, I can't let your father know you exist.

Wen Wan pushed her tired body back to the bedroom. She was probably too sad. She lay on the bed fully clothed. When she thought of the closed door of the master bedroom, her heart ached like it was being torn apart.

She slept until midnight, half asleep and half awake, and she seemed to see He Lanchen's face.

"He Lanchen, is that you?" She whispered softly.

The man squeezed her hand, lowered his head and took her slightly open mouth into his mouth. Everything in the dream was so real, without any pretense. She became very passionate, raising her head and desperately responding to the man's rhythm.

"He Lanchen, I feel bad..." She muttered, her words slurred by his lips.

The charm of the room gradually turned into romantic affection as the lips and teeth depended on each other.

"Good boy, relax a little, you won't feel uncomfortable for a while." He Lanchen in the dream was inducing her to take the next step.

Her eyes were half-closed, her charming eyes were as silk as silk, "Okay, I will listen to you, can you not get along with other women? I will be obedient in the future and will not lose my temper with you."

Wen Wan really liked He Lanchen in the dream. He was good or bad, but every move he made was so gentle.

"You can make me mad to death, but if you do it again, will I survive?" He Lanchen pinched her soft cheeks hard, then lowered his head and kissed her nose.

She said confusedly, "Then, can you please help me?"

Wen Wan didn't care. In reality, she wouldn't act coquettishly, and He Lanchen wouldn't accept the love signal from her, but why couldn't he do it in a dream?

"Okay, I can give you whatever you want."

He Lanchen lowered his head and unbuttoned her shirt one by one with his mouth. Her body arched upward slightly, trying to get closer to him.

"He Lanchen, I'm not afraid of pain. You can be a little heavier..."

After she finished speaking, she shyly buried half of her face into the soft pillow, looking at him unblinkingly with misty eyes.

"So you like it rough." He lowered his head and kissed her soft lips, his hands moving unconsciously first.