The whole world expects me to get a divorce

On the way back, Wen Yan completely turned off the ignition.

Just jumping on it as a hooligan drained the last of his energy, and now he's like a dead robot, shutting itself off.

Only the tips of the two ears are still red.

In fact, he didn't intend to kiss Rong Xiao at first.

When Rong Xiao kissed his forehead, he was not surprised, but had a feeling that it was so.

He should be content.

Rong Xiao is willing to take the initiative to kiss his forehead, which is already intimate enough.

But that scene was so dreamy, Rong Xiao's emerald green eyes were as deep and gentle as emeralds, looking at him with indulgence, almost drowning him...

Then his body broke away from the control of his brain without authorization, and by the time he reacted, his hand had already grabbed Rong Xiao's collar, and his lips were also pressed against Rong Xiao's.

Rong Xiao's lips were light in color and slightly thin, and he didn't feel the heat when he kissed them, instead they felt slightly cool after the rain.

But at that moment, the touch of touch, the four lips softly pressed together, was enough to ignite a continuous fire in Wen Yan's heart, which lasted day and night.

He didn't dare to think about it carefully, as if he had experienced it again, his heart was pounding, his blood pressure rose, his breathing was short of breath, and he almost called 120 on the spot.

Wen Yan exhaled quietly, expelled the images in his mind, and silently recited the multiplication formula in his heart. After a lot of tossing, his blood pressure dropped.

But he wasn't sure if Rong Xiao was angry...

Wen Yan bit his nails sadly.

The kiss was his own initiative, and Rong Xiao accepted it passively. To put it more seriously, it was his bullying.

As an overlord, it doesn't matter what he thinks here, it depends on what Gong thinks.

He secretly glanced at Rong Xiao from the corner of his eye, carefully trying to read his inner thoughts from Rong Xiao's face.

But after observing for a while, he found that Rong Xiao was much calmer than him, driving as usual, without even frowning, not happy, but definitely not angry.

He didn't seem to care about the kiss just now, it happened as it happened.

Wen Yan's heart thumped and his heart went cold, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

He took out a bottle of mineral water from the door slot, drank half of the bottle in one gulp, and felt that the restlessness in his heart was almost extinguished.

He was only concerned about whether Rong Xiao would get angry, but he never thought that this kiss might not be worth mentioning to Rong Xiao.

It's still his first kiss, and also his first love. The young man's heart is full of enthusiasm, and he feels that he has no regrets in this life when he touches his lips.

But Rong Xiao has lived for more than 1 years, and with such a seductive appearance, his predecessor may fill the valley just now. In Rong Xiao's view, his reckless feelings may be Not even hors d'oeuvres.

The more Wen Yan thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense. Unknowingly, he drank half a bottle of mineral water, and the uneasiness and joy in his heart dissipated together.

He leaned against the car window, looking at the passing street lights outside the window, his eyes reflected the lights outside.

Because it was already late and there was no traffic jam on the road, they quickly returned to Rong Xiao's mansion. The butler was preparing tomorrow's lunch in the house. Hearing a sound, he walked to the entrance, smiled at Wen Yan, and said Welcome, "The young master is back."

Wen Yan responded, changed his slippers and walked into the room, only to find that Rong Xiao didn't come in.

Rong Xiao looked at him and said lightly, "You go in first, I'll sit in the courtyard for a while."

Wen Yan didn't say anything else, turned around and entered the room, chatted with the housekeeper for a few days, and then went upstairs by himself.

It wasn't until Wen Yan disappeared from sight that Rong Xiao sat down on the chair in the courtyard.

He lit a cigarette, and the faint scent of peppermint permeated the air.

This tobacco is added with a dried plant powder unique to the demon world, which has a very strong refreshing effect.

But Rong Xiao smoked three cigarettes in a row, and his mind was not only not clear, but even more confused.

He was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

Ever since Wen Yan kissed him, his soul seemed to be split in half, the half was calm and calm, talking to Wen Yan calmly, pretending nothing happened, while the other half was banging against the wall.

Now that Wen Yan has returned to the house, the two halves of his soul have finally joined together, but they still haven't returned to normal.

While smoking a cigarette expressionlessly, Rong Xiao made a moral criticism of Wen Yan's behavior in his heart.

frivolous!

Not at all reserved!

He will have relatives at such a young age, and if he grows up for another two years, he doesn't know what he will do. He is more terrifying than a beast.

Human society is indeed much more complicated than the world of monsters.

I don't know if Wen Yan practiced with others before kissing him.

The more Rong Xiao thought about it, the darker his face became.

Very much like a heartbroken feudal parent, reflecting on what went wrong with his children's education.

But his criticism was after all a thin piece of paper soaked in water, which collapsed and melted in pieces after a while.

The selfishness that was hidden underneath was revealed.

Rong Xiao's eyes were fixed on the flowers and plants in the yard, but the lips that Wen Yan just kissed slowly emerged in front of his eyes.

So soft, so red, like a ripe cherry, sweet juice will flow out when you sip it lightly.

When Wen Yan's lips pressed against him, he could obviously avoid it.

He is a great demon who has lived for thousands of years, and he can even catch the slight sound of wind in the air on the battlefield, so how could he not be able to break free from the outstretched hands of a young human being.

But he just didn't move.

He stood there like this, seemingly passively accepting the kiss.

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