gentle fall

Wen Huaiyu has never been an indecisive character. Once he has an idea in his mind, he can think about it for one night at most and make a decision the next day.

The two old men laughed heartily, and everyone laughed too. Wen Huaiyu tugged at the corner of his lips, and said to Ji Yirou, "It doesn't matter."

She told her not to embarrass her, but she thought about it all night last night, and when it was almost dawn, she decided to agree, and she didn't feel embarrassed, because Wen Yan didn't force her to agree.

If she doesn't want to agree, there are ten thousand ways.

After eating, Wen Huaiyu looked at the time. She was delayed for two or three days and didn't go to the company. The workaholic herself couldn't bear it anymore. Seeing that everyone was chatting happily, she lightly said: "I'm leaving first. The company Something."

Ji Yirou followed and stood up: "I'll see you off."

The driver's car was already waiting outside the gate, and the two of them walked out the gate one after the other. The camphor tree was tall and luxuriant, with delicate flowers hidden in the branches and leaves, and the fragrance was pleasant. A fallen leaf just floated on her shoulder. Wen Huaiyu reached out to pick it up. , looked down and fiddled with the tip of the leaf lightly.

She suddenly realized that her mood didn't seem that bad.

It seems acceptable to agree to marry Ji Yirou.

Ji Yirou didn't speak yet, she seemed to know what she wanted to ask, and she spoke first: "As you said, the Wen family needs the help of the Ji family. So I married you not because of impulse, nor because of any other reasons reason."

Ji Yirou hummed lightly.

Ji Yirou never wanted to force her, probably because she wanted to wait for her willingness, but if she couldn't wait for her emotional willingness, it was fine to wait until the two families were willing to marry.

She said: "I will help you."

Wen Huaiyu said hello lightly.

She stood under the tree, holding a leaf between her fingertips, lowered her head to look at the veins of the leaf, and spoke without concentrating, her demeanor seemed a little careless, she was clearly very close, but she still seemed so far away.

The driver couldn't help but honked the horn, probably to remind her that the time was up, Wen Huaiyu withdrew his thoughts, and handed the blade in her hand to Ji Yirou: "I'm leaving."

Ji Yirou took the leaves, and with a smile on her lips, she waved to her.

It rained heavily last night, and the air was filled with the smell of damp soil, but Ji Yirou smelled the faint fragrance from the leaves, and there was still a little warmth left on them.

that person's temperature.

Faint, ironic, making her nostalgic.

……

The two families have entered a period of lively and urgent wedding preparations.

Wen Yan originally wanted to make a big fuss, invite relatives and friends from both sides, and invite some media and reporters to come. The press release is drafted and publicized in major media, newspapers and magazines, to hold a wedding of the century. But was rejected by Wen Huaiyu.

Wen Huaiyu said lightly: "Good things in the world are not reliable, and colorful clouds are easy to disperse and glass is brittle. Forget it, grandpa."

Wen Yan was really persuaded by her, and felt that what she said was quite reasonable. When her son got married, it was also a wealthy wedding that is still talked about, but what happened afterwards? Zhou Lin had a violent and extreme temper, causing family disharmony, and outsiders knew about it.

Besides, the Ji family's background is special after all, it's not good to be too ostentatious, so it's better to keep a low profile.

The wedding is scheduled for early July.

Wen Yan and Ji Yue discussed it, and each invited their closest relatives and friends to hold a small western-style wedding in the church.

The time for the wedding is too fast, and now it is too late to ask handmade designers to rush to make clothes, so we can only choose ready-to-wear.

Wen Huaiyu was clearly arranged, and he didn't worry about anything from the beginning to the end. After receiving a call from Wen Yan asking her to try on the wedding dress, he put down his work and went to the address agreed on the phone.

Ji Yirou has already arrived. In the bridal dress shop, she is looking at it seriously, her fingertips brushing over the diamonds inlaid on the wedding dress, and she is smiling very beautifully.

The late summer sunlight fell on her through the window, coating this gentle and gentle girl with a faint golden halo, making her even more gentle. Wen Huaiyu's ears turned red.

This is her wife, trying on her wedding dress.

She breathed a sigh of relief, pushed open the door, walked in, stood beside Ji Yirou, and asked in a low voice: "Are you watching?"

Ji Yirou lowered her head: "No, I'll wait for you."

Wen Huaiyu looked at her quietly, seeing her white and tender auricles, which were illuminated by the sun, and even the fluff was clearly visible, which made her want to reach out and rub her.

Ji Yirou suddenly fell in love with one, and raised her head in surprise: "This one, you can try it, okay?"

Wen Huaiyu looked away calmly, looked at the wedding dress in her hand, and took it with a natural expression: "Okay, I will try it later."

Ji Yirou helped her choose, so she also conscientiously helped Ji Yirou choose, saw a design with a strong sense, took it out, and was about to hand it to Ji Yirou, the shopping guide smiled awkwardly: " This one doesn't come in a small size anymore, it has a bigger bust and may slip down."

Wen Huaiyu glanced at her lightly, thinking that this little thing like Ji Yirou looks thin, but where there should be flesh, there is flesh... Probably no one knows better than her, the girl who was held in her arms the other night when……

Ji Yirou also smiled, her cheeks were stained with crimson, probably in order to quickly end this embarrassing topic, she took the clothes and urged her: "Try first."

The two went into different fitting rooms, and the shopping guide followed in. Wen Huaiyu didn't like people waiting around, so he asked the shopping guide to go out first.But she really overestimated herself. The zipper of the wedding dress was on the back, but her hair was loose today. If she didn't pay attention, her hair got caught in the zipper, and she hissed in pain.

Ji Yirou quickly came over from the fitting room next door, she only took off her coat, she was wearing a small suspenders and hot pants, her long legs were thin and straight, dazzling white, she walked over and opened the curtain a little: " What's wrong?"

Wen Huaiyu lowered his head, just in time to see her extremely good-looking legs, couldn't help but take a second look, then looked away, and said in a muffled voice, "Hair is stuck on the zipper, it hurts me."

Ji Yirou opened the curtain, walked in, and closed the curtain again: "I'll help you."

Wen Huaiyu hummed lightly.

In the originally small confined space, two people were suddenly accommodated, and even the air seemed to heat up, scorching people's hearts.

Ji Yirou lowered her head and gently pulled her hair: "Is this okay?"

"Okay. It doesn't hurt."

"It's stuck in too much, and it's still entwined. I'll try to untie it, and call me if it hurts."

"Ah."

Ji Yirou looked extremely focused, and untied the entangled hair, but this task was not that simple, whether it was the entangled long hair, or the white snow in sight... all made her fingers tremble slightly, and she couldn't care about it. Clear the source of this confusion.

Wen Huaiyu was more uncomfortable than her. When her fingertips ran across her spine one by one, she exhausted all her strength to restrain herself from moaning.

Even so, she could also feel that the place on the back that Ji Yirou touched was now burning inch by inch, scorching her heart.

The breathing and heartbeat of the two gradually became intertwined, maintaining the same rhythm miraculously, not speaking, retaining this ambiguous silence, only the sound of hair gently swaying, rustling, but Extraordinarily tickling.

Wen Huaiyu couldn't help but close her eyes to calm her mood, but she was wrong, once she couldn't see the surrounding scene, people's senses became more sensitive instead.

She could clearly feel the faint calluses on Ji Yirou's fingertips, and the itchy feeling when her knuckles brushed against her made her even more crazy. Her legs were a little soft, and she leaned against Ji Yirou In her arms, she called her with watery eyes: "Ji Yirou!"

Ji Yirou hummed, and her voice was a little hoarse: "What's wrong?"

Wen Huaiyu was suddenly speechless, what could she say, Ji Yirou just came to help her untie her hair and zip it up, what a serious reason... Could she tell her not to treat her like this? ...

Her voice was a little weak, and there was no slight contempt in the usual way: "No need to untie it, come in with scissors and untie your hair."

Ji Yirou hugged her from behind, and gently blew on her crimson ears: "Don't cut it, my heart hurts."

Her nose was too close, Wen Huaiyu's breathing became confused, the scarletness on her cheeks spread all the way to Xue Nen's slender neck, a large blush bloomed, and she looked away impatiently: "Then hurry up."

Ji Yirou hummed lightly, and the movements of her fingertips became softer, like a feather or catkins, brushing past bit by bit, Wen Huaiyu really couldn't take it anymore, her whole body was soft in her arms, Staring at her angrily: "You, what are you doing?"

There was a fitting mirror in front of her, and the reflection of two people embracing each other in the mirror... The wedding dress was only half put on, and it was stuck on the middle waist. , the picture seemed too intimate and ambiguous, and Wen Huaiyu couldn't help but close his eyes.

The girl couldn't help but kissed the back of her neck. Her eyes, which were always clear, were full of deep affection and desire, and there was a deep, deep possessive desire behind them, and her voice was hoarse and ugly: "You know what I want to do."

She didn't intend to be a polite person. From the very beginning, she didn't force Wen Huaiyu to let her go and agree to get married, but now she agreed, so she doesn't care about doing things to her legal wife something.

She won't restrain herself.

Wen Huaiyu was so soft when she kissed the tender piece of meat on the back of his neck, his eyes were about to overflow, and he forcibly retained his sanity, thinking to himself, he agreed to get married to help Ji Yirou, but he didn't say that he would marry her himself. Pay it in.

Her voice trembled: "Ji Yirou, we are just a family marriage. I want to make a contract with you for three chapters."

"Okay, you say."

Wen Huaiyu showed his calmness when signing a contract with someone on the negotiating table in the shopping mall: "Do not restrain each other, do not interfere in each other's private life, and, no, do not sleep in the same bed."

Ji Yirou touched the corner of her lips, Wen Huaiyu thought she would refuse, but unexpectedly heard her say with a smile: "Okay."

Wen Huaiyu breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body was covered in shuddering powder, he couldn't help closing his eyes, even his eyelashes were trembling slightly, so he didn't see the girl's deep and gentle smile in the mirror.