Reborn in the arms of a wealthy rival [Transmigration Book]

The sky was getting dark and the frozen sea level was quiet, but a "hot war" in the car had just ended.

Putting on the coat for Wen Zheng who had fallen asleep again, Yi Chengyun's big palm gently stroked his back, and he heard the sobbing sound like a milk cat coquettish from the mouth.

He always does.

Yi Chengyun sighed lightly, Wen Zheng's hands were still around his neck, he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping people, so he only adjusted his posture slightly so that Wen Zheng could lie down more comfortably.

Sensing his movement, Wen Zheng unconsciously rubbed his chin with the tip of his nose, like a small animal trying to curry favor with others, making Yi Chengyun distracted.

There have been many times, if Wen Zheng had been more heartless, he might have given up.

But Wen Zheng always seems to have a way to pull him back from the cliff, give him a little bit of sweetness, and when he thinks there is hope, he immediately escapes to a place where he can't catch him.

When he was about to drive to the airport, Wen Zheng finally woke up in a daze. When he opened his eyes, what he saw was the corner of Yi Chengyun's mouth that was bitten off, and the strange bite mark under the man's earlobe.

He was hanging on Yi Chengyun's body, wearing that man's coat, with his shirt buttoned wide open.

And there are two strange red marks on his wrist, like the ones he saw on himself when he woke up countless times in the morning. This discovery made his brain "buzzing", and he couldn't speak coherently:

"you you……?"

"You said you wanted to be an attacker, so I showed you a demonstration."

Originally thinking that he was going to make a fuss again when he woke up, Yi Chengyun seemed to be so shocked that he forgot to react, and pointed to his broken lips:

"Whoever bites is a dog, is that what you said last time?"

Wen Zheng:? !

"Anyway, I'm not!"

It was a mistake to drink, but after all, it was not the first time for the two of them to sleep together. Instead of asking why he was sleeping for some reason, Wen Zheng was more concerned about: did Yi Chengyun try to plot something wrong while he was asleep?

"It's time to board the plane."

Seeing that his face has been cloudy and uncertain since he got off the car, Yi Chengyun wondered if he was brewing emotions, and tried to strike up a conversation:

"There will be a movie theater ribbon-cutting ceremony tomorrow night, is it convenient for you to attend with me?"

He asked for a while, Wen Zhengfang managed to recover, and answered absent-mindedly: "Yes."

The two didn't talk much on the plane, Yi Chengyun was handling company affairs silently, but from time to time he would feel the gaze from the next door, and whenever he pretended to turn his head casually, that person would quickly look away.

By the time they got off the plane and returned to Yi's Villa, it was almost the next morning.

Wen Zheng leaned against the back seat of the car and slept soundly. The top button of his shirt was unbuttoned. From Yi Chengyun's angle, he could just see a "little rose" left on his collarbone yesterday.

Signaling the driver and the bodyguard to keep quiet, Yi Chengyun lightly picked up Wen Zheng, and carried him back to the bedroom steadily.

He put Wen Zhengwen on a thick blanket, skillfully undressed him, and wrapped him in a quilt in time to avoid the cold.

Then, Yi Chengyun supported Wen Zheng with one hand, and gently sprinkled delicate kisses on the top of his hair, forehead, tip of nose, chin, and collarbone... Finally, he licked the corners of his lips that were also bitten, as if carefully Taste him.

But this time Yi Chengyun still didn't sleep in the bedroom, because he only had more than an hour to rest, so as not to disturb that person again when he got up.

Hearing the "click" sound of closing the door, Wen Zheng, who pretended to be asleep, opened his eyes, turned over and covered his head with the quilt, and cursed in a muffled voice: "Stupid!"

It was not too late when Wen Zheng woke up. He was thinking about training, hurried to the racecourse after breakfast, and met Pei Siyu who was also warming up:

"Finally you don't make trouble and decide to use Mr. Yi's two horses?"

Taking the harness from the wall, Wen Zheng didn't bother to retort: ​​"Time is tight, you have to try if it suits you."

Pei Siyu smiled, and graciously changed the topic: "What's the plan for you two today?"

Wen Zheng didn't realize it: "Arrangement? Do you mean the training schedule?"

Pei Siyu was stunned for a moment, stood up and asked hesitantly, "Does it mean that you and Mr. Yi have any plans today? You don't know that today is Valentine's Day... right?"

Wen Zheng's hand wiping the saddle froze, and in a flash, he remembered what the housekeeper Zhou Jun asked him when he went out:

"Is there anything we can prepare tonight?"

At that time, he was still baffled, but in retrospect, the first Valentine's Day after the two got married, they didn't express anything at all, which seemed particularly unreasonable.

"Wen Zheng?" He waved his hand in front of his eyes, Pei Siyu kindly told him:

"If you have no inspiration, I can give you some advice. Anyway, the procedure should be the same in the end."

"What does it mean to be the same at the end?"

When asking, Wen Zhengcai hated himself for being slow, and rolled his eyes:

"Did you make an appointment with Chu Yang? Tell me about your 'process'?"

……

After listening to Pei Siyu's vivid explanation, Wen Zheng's mouth was about to open into an "O" shape: These two have not known each other for a long time, and they can even make a list to discuss what toys they usually play with, but suddenly they feel like they have lost, what's the matter? !

"I see,"

Although there is no reference value, Wen Zheng complained in his heart, and did not forget to joke with his friend:

"I won't be surprised that someday you will register."

"No." Pei Siyu didn't take it seriously, and shook his head confidently:

"We agreed to maintain the relationship as playmates, and if the other party meets someone who is tempted, we will break up immediately."

Wen Zheng: ...the expression on your face when you mentioned Chu Yang didn't look like you were talking about playmates at all.

According to the training plan, Wen Zheng will not train on the horse for the time being, but to develop a relationship with the new horse first.

Every horse has its own personality and temper, and the way of expressing emotions is also different. Communication is absolutely necessary.

What he is more optimistic about is the Frisian horse named "Salvado" that Yi Chengyun gave him. This kind of horse has a coat color like a shiny black pearl and has excellent athletic talent. , or even better than his previous horse performance.

Opening the door of the stable, Wen Zheng slowly approached Salvador from obliquely in front of him, carefully observed his reaction, and said kindly:

"Salvado, hello."

The horse can't see the immediate front and is afraid of moving things, but has a keen sense of hearing, so when approaching, greet him softly.In addition, you must never stand behind the horse. The accuracy and strength of the horse's one-hoof kick are amazing. If you are kicked, you may need to send first aid.

Therefore, Wen Zheng stopped at an arm's length diagonally in front of the horse, first raised his hand close to the horse's nostrils, so that the horse could remember his smell, then lightly stroked the horse's forehead with the back of his hand, patted the horse's neck, Rubbing the horse's shoulder through its mane.

"You're doing great, shall we go for a walk?"

Encouragingly feeding the horse a carrot, Wen Zheng tried to put the rein on the horse. He recalled in his mind the appearance of Yi Chengyun when he was riding the horse. At that time, Salvador's performance was extremely obedient to his master. Hardly digs the ground.

"I heard that he used to take you for a walk from time to time. What do you guys talk about?"

Leading the horse for a trot on the grass, Wen Zheng was paying attention to the horse's reaction while talking casually:

"Have you ever said anything bad about me?"

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this sentence, Salvador leaned back his ears and stuck out his tongue at him.

This horse is really smart, Wen Zheng was surprised, and patted the horse's neck:

"We will be good friends in the future, even if I say bad things about Yi Chengyun, you can't tell him."

After taking a walk with the three horses, Wen Zheng continued to do endurance and stretching training at the racecourse. It was already afternoon when he finished, and he and Yi Chengyun made an appointment to attend the ribbon-cutting at seven o'clock in the evening.

Unknowingly, Wen Zheng drove and stopped in front of the most famous candy store in the city. When he came back to his senses, there was already a bouquet of roses and a box of exquisitely packaged chocolates on the passenger seat:

"I'm here for business, it's just superficial."

Convincing himself in this way, the corners of Wen Zheng's lips turned up unconsciously, and he rushed back to Yi's house before seven o'clock as planned, but he didn't expect that his car had just driven into the villa area, and someone suddenly rushed out on the road!

"Stab!"

The sound of sharp brakes filled the driveway, and Wen Zheng was almost strangled by the seat belt. When he saw the person blocking the car, he immediately broke out:

"Fan, if you want to die, go far away, a good dog will not block your way!"

Fan Rong's hair was messed up like a bird's nest, and he stretched his arms in front of Wen Zheng's car hood, looking like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water:

"Don't listen to Yi Chengyun's nonsense, I really like you."

"Warning you, if you don't go away, I will run over."

Wen Zheng took out his mobile phone, intending to ask Zhou Jun to bring some bodyguards over, but accidentally saw the rose he ordered fell off the seat due to sudden braking, and the petals scattered all over the floor, his heart sank: it was a waste of time.

"You won't." Fan Rong grabbed the hood of the car with both hands, almost crazy: "Get out of the car, let's talk."

Just when Wen Zhengqi was about to start the sports car, the car window was knocked, and a familiar voice was heard:

"Police, talk slowly."

Like a chicken, the two bodyguards easily lifted Fan Rong who was lying in front of the car, and dragged him away without any explanation.

"just came back?"

After Wen Zheng rolled down the car window, Yi Chengyun noticed his listless face, and asked puzzledly:

"what happened?"

"nothing,"

Wen Zheng picked up the bouquet of roses and gift box of chocolates that fell on the car like a broken jar, and stuffed them into Yi Chengyun's hands through the car window, unable to hide the frustration in his eyes:

"Here you are, to deal with the reporters."

Yi Chengyun: ...

Trying his best to hide the upturned corners of his mouth, Yi Chengyun quickly walked back to his special car, and when he came back, he had something extra in his hand:

"Coincidentally, I have something for you too."

Wen Zheng was still sulking, he casually took the gadget he handed over, and after a closer look, his heart beat faster.

Not only did the two buy exactly the same chocolates, but even the phrase on the card attached to the rose was the same: MIAMOR (my love)

Picking out a bouquet of roses from Wen Zheng and pinning it on his chest, Yi Chengyun opened the car door and stretched out his hand to him:

"If you don't mind, let's go directly to the ribbon cutting. The movie is said to be good."

Wen Zheng turned his head, and firmly held his hand: "En."

After the ribbon-cutting ceremony, the two were arranged in the VIP couple's seat. In fact, what Yi Chengyun said was wrong. It was a boring literary film, and the beginning made people drowsy.

It was logical to blame the next actions on the film, and Wen Zheng quietly put his head on Yi Chengyun's shoulder like a ghost.

It was really comfortable to lean on the thick shoulders, Wen Zheng secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but why did that man's heartbeat suddenly become so fast?