Quick Wear: That Crazy Villain Always Forces Love

Yan Wenyou, the president of Yan Group and the boss behind Star Entertainment Culture, just kept a small anchor in his company for 2 yuan a month.

When Wen Liang received the contract, he still felt it was unreal.

In the previous two worlds, he and the scumbag protagonist were fighting wits and courage, but in this world, he directly kept the scumbag as his mistress.

It's simply a qualitative leap.

The man handed him the pen and told him to take a closer look.

Wen Liang flipped through the details of the contract. He was Party A, so he had the right to make demands on the man.

Wen Liang hadn't mentioned it yet, but the contract had listed several clauses, such as Party B's responsibility to meet his physiological needs, etc.

Wen Liang was shocked that there were even such things.

He secretly glanced at the man who smelled of sandalwood. He could only look at this man, not eat him.

I had indigestion after eating.

He continued to flip through the pages until he reached the last page. He pointed at Party B's note and asked:

"Why didn't Party B write your name here, but wrote the owner of the account "You"? "

Yan Wenyou thought the stupid fox had finally discovered something, and was thinking about how to trick him, when he heard the young man say very seriously:

"I know this account belongs to your uncle. Let's talk about it openly. I don't dislike you, but we have to add one more clause to the agreement... You can't tell your family about what happened between us, especially your uncle!"

Somewhat clever, but not much.

The little guy was afraid that he would not agree, so he came closer and pressed against his shoulders, tapping his arm with his finger, urging him to add this clause.

Yan Wenyu felt his throat tighten, and his eyes fell on the scallion-white finger that lightly tapped his arm. The place that was touched was burned with a scorching heat.

This feeling was too unfamiliar to Yan Wenyou.

A resonance of the soul.

From the moment he received the message from Xia Mo, Yan Wenyou felt that he was the residual soul of Xia Mo that was sucked away.

The little guy was almost clinging to him, and the half of the man's body that was next to the young man seemed to be stuck with some magma. If he had to peel it off, he had to peel it off with skin and bones.

From the first time he met Xia Mo, he couldn't remove this person from the rest of his life.

What was his intention in coming here?

Perhaps he thought that as long as they met, the strange buzzing feeling in his heart would disappear.

He will regain his calm and composed self.

But no.

The young man's breath brushed against his ears, accompanied by a strong pounding in his heart, and the residual warmth that came with it lingered in his chest.

Lasts forever.

"You have no chance," the man whispered softly from his chest.

You seem to be the last missing piece of my complete soul.

So who in this world would allow their soul to be incomplete?

nobody.

Wen Liang didn't understand, he asked blankly: "What opportunity? An opportunity to add to the treaty? No, I'm your financial sponsor, how can I not tell your uncle that you can't agree to such a simple condition?"

Yan Wenyou's thin lips opened and closed gently: "Do you know my...uncle?"

"I don't know him!" Wen Liang felt as if he had stepped on a power switch. He just felt it necessary to completely block the boundary.

"Will you add this? If you don't add this, I won't sign. Consider this meal as my treat to you. After dinner, don't ask the officials to pay me again. Let's go back to our own homes."

The young anchor almost stood up, put his hands on his waist, and issued orders in a domineering manner.

Yan Wenyou also knew that he couldn't be impatient.

The little fox is not cunning but not stupid either. It has just stepped half of its foot into the trap, and now is not a good time to close the net.

You have to wait until the little fox lets down its guard and curls up lazily on the ground to play around, then you can pull the rope together.

Men were not as easy to talk to at the negotiation table as they are now.

He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll ask my assistant to make another copy."

After the new support agreement was finalized, Wen Liang pursed his lips in satisfaction, and his bright smile made him look beautiful and likable.

Yating Club is a high-end club, and the dishes are all private dishes.

As soon as the food came, Wen Liang started eating.

The effect of "National Beauty and Heavenly Fragrance" was still more than an hour away, which was enough for him to be full.

Yan Wenyou didn't move his chopsticks much. Special Assistant Sun poured him some wine and he drank one glass after another.

If you didn't know, you would think he had some happy event and was celebrating.

Wen Liang was gradually attracted by the man. He swallowed the food in his mouth and asked the man:

"tasty?"

Yan Wenyou asked Special Assistant Sun to bring another bottle of wine and poured a small glass for Wen Liang.

It’s light blue and looks pretty good.

"You drink fruit wine, it tastes good, but you can only drink one glass."

Wen Liang is a loyal recipient of the provocation method. He held the cup and said dissatisfiedly, "Who are you looking down on?"

Then he drank it all in one gulp.

He smacked his lips and licked them with his tongue. It tasted like raspberry and was delicious.

It is indeed fruit wine.

He also solved a big problem today. He put the wine glass in front of Sun Chengan and smiled generously at Special Assistant Sun: "Assistant Sun, please have another glass."

Yan Wenyu knocked on the table, and Sun Chengan immediately handed the bottle to Mr. Yan, wisely stepped back, and wanted to shrink into the shadows, preferably where no one could see him.

Yan Wenyou personally poured wine for Wen Liang.

After drinking two glasses, the man stopped pouring him more.

Wen Liang shook his head, complaining about the man being stingy, but his vision gradually became blurred and his consciousness was hazy. He covered himself with an airtight cloth, covering him to prevent him from breathing. His breathing became more and more obvious, and it was also hot with the scent of fruit.

Yan Wenyou was waiting for Wen Liang to get drunk.

He held the wine glass that Wen Liang had drunk from and took a sip of the fruit wine that was prepared specifically for the young man.

Too sweet for children's taste.

The young man standing up suddenly staggered, lifted up his skirt, and said drunkenly, "Where are my pants? Why am I not wearing any pants?"

Before Wen Liang could completely lift the skirt up to his belly, the man stood up and held down the ravaged white skirt. He supported the young man's shaking body, and his nose was filled with the faint scent of raspberries...

"Xia Mo?" the man called softly.

When the little fox heard the voice calling him, he raised his head and looked over. Yan Wenyu then bumped into a pair of blurry and out-of-focus eyes.

"Why are you calling me..." The young man grabbed his own long hair, which hurt him but he blamed the man who was supporting him for holding him too tightly.

The tone was sticky and breathy.

Both delicate and charming.

The man's breathing was unstable, so he helped the young man to sit on his lap.

"I can only drink two glasses of wine..."

The man's palm rested on the little fox's flat waist and abdomen through the clothes. Her belly was soft, and there was no ups and downs to the touch.

The young man, who had already lost consciousness, didn't know if he felt uneasy, and was trying to get out of Yan Wenyu's arms.

The last place was just as he expected.

He seemed to be finally completely satisfied. He lowered his head and touched Xia Mo's chin unscrupulously, then he sternly held the young man's face and leaned over to kiss him.

"Little liar..."

[Ding——Yan Wenyou’s taming value +10, current taming value 10]