deliberate kiss

Chapter 473 The old friend came vaguely ([-])
Wen Lingyue felt her heart crumpled, wrinkled, and aching.

She knows.

I have never expected anything that does not belong to me.

The night was flowing in the quiet space, and the white light after the movie ended hit Zhao Hanshen's face.

He is really good-looking, with clear and romantic eyebrows and drooping phoenix eyes, when he looks at people, he has an unpredictable affection.

But where is the affection?

The owner and the bird, talking about love is too extravagant.

Wen Lingyue concealed her emotions, her eyelashes trembled unbelievably, she straightened her back, raised her head, and offered a kiss.
There is no Spring Festival in country y, but Li Zhao said that since he finally came here, he should not be too deserted.

Wen Lingyue is very obedient, not only listening to Zhao Hanchen's words, but also Li Zhao's words.

She said, "Then I will prepare."

Li Zhao was sitting at the dining table, pinching the red wine glass with his slender fingers, with a playful smile on his lips.

After a long time, he said, "Wen Lingyue, do you know what brother Shen likes most about you?"

Wen Lingyue didn't respond.

Li Zhao probably wanted to say something to ridicule her, but Zhao Han came down from upstairs, so all the conversation came to an abrupt end.

"Li Zhao, enough is enough."

Zhao Hanshen's voice was light, almost imperceptible beating.

Wen Lingyue didn't know the meaning behind their words.

She was never allowed to speculate and get close to Zhao Hanchen's heart
The New Year is coming soon, after all, in a foreign country, there is no Chinese New Year atmosphere.

Wen Lingyue bought a box of red envelopes online, and sent them from abroad. It happened to arrive on New Year's Eve.

The New Year's Eve dinner is simple, but every dish is exquisite.

Zhao Hanchen's personal chef came from China, and the tastes were all according to Zhao Hanchen's preferences.

Li Zhao talked a lot, and talked a lot on his own at the dinner table.

He didn't even need anyone to agree, he was very proud of what he said alone.

"Brother Shen, it would be great if we were in China. We can form a game together. It will inevitably be deserted during the Chinese New Year abroad."

Wen Lingyue ate with her head down. Hearing this, she secretly raised her eyes and glanced at Zhao Hanchen.

The latter noticed her gaze and threw a chopstick of food into her bowl, "Eat."

Wen Lingyue ate obediently.

The smile on Li Zhao's face faded and faded.

He put the chopsticks back on the table with little movement.

Zhao Han paused for a moment when he picked up the vegetables, and said coldly, "Get out if you don't eat!"

Wen Lingyue felt that the smell of gunpowder was very strong.

And Li Zhao sneered exaggeratedly, after that, he took a deep breath, stood up, and said: "Zhao Hanshen, Jing Xing, you don't care, if the Zhao family says no, then don't, we old friends are also casual Then I gave up. Just because of Cheng Weiyue, you won't even return to Jingcheng!"

When Zhao Han heard the three words Cheng Weiyue, his eyelids were raised, his eyes darkened, and hostility spread around him.

"Come up with me."

After that, the footsteps gradually moved away.

Wen Lingyue sat without moving, looking at the dishes on the table, feeling a little pity in her heart.

What a waste if you can't finish it.

Upstairs, voices of dispute soon came down.

Li Zhao was about to go mad with anger, and his voice became louder and louder, without concealing it.

"Yes! You don't care about anything! What is a mere Jing Xing! What are we people! The sum of them can't match your demons!"

"What do you think I am doing all the way from Jingcheng! Zhao Hanchen, do you really think I have nothing to do!"

"Cheng Weiyue has been married for so long, and the child is almost able to walk! Who are you having trouble with!"

After that, there was a sound of objects falling to the ground.

Wen Lingyue heard Zhao Han's low voice, squeezed out from between her teeth, "Get lost!"

Li Zhao 'rolled' down in less than a moment.

Before leaving, he glanced at Wen Lingyue who was still sitting and eating, and smiled angrily: "You and Cheng Weiyue are so similar, just as heartless! We've quarreled like this, you can't even look Come up and take a look?"

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Wen Lingyue's answer, he walked out without looking back.

Wen Lingyue slowly put down her chopsticks when the door closed with a 'bang'.

She lowered her head and did not respond for a long time.

she.
What can she do?

She is just a lover, her duty is to make Zhao Han happy.

Wen Lingyue sat downstairs until late at night, but it was so delicious that she didn't come down.

He didn't let her go up, she hesitated for a long time before convincing herself to take a look.

Just look at it.

The study was in a mess. Wen Lingyue stood at the door of the study, sitting on the floor looking delicious, surrounded by letters scattered all over the place.

He drank wine, drank a lot, an unnatural blush appeared on his cheeks, and bloodshot eyes were densely packed.

He saw Wen Lingyue standing at the door, smiled, and called her: "Yueyue."

Zhao Hanshen only called her "Yueyue" once, and that was their first meeting. The girl who worked part-time at school and ran errands for the teachers to earn hourly fees met a man surrounded by everyone.

How dazzling is Zhao Hanshen?
Wen Lingyue thought, if she really had to describe it, she must look at Wannian.

The skin of a man is so outstanding that it is unforgettable.He was surrounded by a group of foreign faces, his facial features were not inferior at all, and he was even a little taller than those people.

He is about 188, with long legs and broad shoulders, and an excellent figure.

At that time, he held a cigarette between his fingertips, and the scarlet light flickered between him.

He stubbed out the cigarette casually, raised his hand slightly, threw it into the trash can beside him, and squatted down in a loose posture.

The momentum is compelling and the beauty is amazing.

The most prestigious son of the Zhao family in Jingcheng, how could anyone take him seriously.

Wen Lingyue knew that there would be no such thing.

He picked up the materials that fell on the floor for her, with a magnetic voice and a loose Beijing accent: "Students here?"

She hummed lightly.

"What is your name?"

"Wen Wen Ling Yue."

After a moment of silence, Zhao Han smiled deeply, with a meaningful tone: "Yueyue?"

I didn't know what to say at the time, but looking back now, I am full of sighs.

Month month
Who is Yueyue?
It's me, or Cheng Weiyue.

Wen Lingyue walked over the mess on the ground cautiously and walked towards him.

"Mr. Zhao, are you drunk?"

"Not drunk yet." Zhao Han chuckled lightly, with a very hoarse voice.

Wen Lingyue didn't know what to do.

After thinking about it, she took out the red envelope from her pocket.

"Mr. Zhao wishes you a happy new year."

Zhao Hanshen pinched the red envelope with two fingers, raised his eyebrows, and looked at her with a half-smile: "Wen Lingyue, will you give me money?"

"This is lucky money." She retorted unconvincedly: "It's lucky for the new year, so be safe every year."

Zhao Hanshen didn't speak for a long, long time. When Wen Lingyue felt that she had offended him and was about to apologize, the latter clasped the back of her neck and kissed her without hesitation.

This is the first kiss between them.

They obviously had more intimate moments, which could even be called possession, but only at this moment, Wen Lingyue felt that her fingers were tense to the point of spasm.

She even closed her eyes tightly, not daring to look at him even once.

She was picked up, and then her back touched the cold table.

Wen Lingyue knows that as a lover, the last thing she should have is to be tempted.

But she is only 20 years old, and she still doesn't know how to be calm when facing someone like Zhao Hanchen.

She was moved.

Completely, thoroughly.

Maybe it was a long time ago, maybe as early as the first meeting.

She just kept on, not daring to admit it.

She thought, if later, standing in the principal's office of the school, playing with the lighter with his fingers, the man with flirtatious and flirtatious eyes was not Zhao Hanchen.

Then when he said to himself: "Lingling, with me, you don't have to work so hard."

She will definitely give him a slap in the face.

Is it bearable, what is unbearable?

She was never someone who would bow down for five buckets of rice.

But that person is Zhao Hanshen.

Wen Lingyue knew that this man had a lover's face, but he didn't know how to love at all.

Being able to stay by his side in this way is not bad at all.

Take what you need, no regrets.

Life is so difficult, it is not easy to meet someone who makes your heart beat.

Wen Lingyue's eyes were stained with bewilderment and fascination, she raised her hand and touched the man's brow bone.

The temperature of her fingertips was very cold, Zhao Han frowned deeply, held her hand behind his back, and kissed her fingertips lightly.

"cold?"

Wen Lingyue smiled, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.

She sighed faintly, and said, "Mr. Zhao, it's not cold. If you hold me tight, I won't be cold."

It's a lie, every pore of her is so cold.

She knew what she was doing.

She clearly sees herself sinking
The new year came as promised, Zhao Hanshen woke up, looked at Wen Lingyue sleeping beside him, and the first thing he said was: "Lingling, move back."

She surpassed last night, she pretended nothing happened, and stayed by his side, thinking that as long as she had such a big dream, she would be satisfied.

After Zhao Hanshen sobered up, he regained his composure.

He looked at himself with eyes that could be called judgment.

Wen Lingyue forced a smile and said, "Okay, I'll move back today."

There doesn't seem to be any change in their relationship.

But Wen Lingyue knew that everything could not go back.

She let herself cross that cordon, and soon, she got her retribution.

A few days later, she received a photo.

It looked like a hotel box, a sexy and beautifully dressed woman was leaning on Zhao Hanshen's shoulder, smiling like a flower.

Wen Lingyue looked at this photo, and for a moment, she lost her sense of proportion.

It's a terrible thing to lose your sense of proportion, just like her, she rushed into the box.

Wen Lingyue saw a few new faces, and Li Zhao was sitting on the side, playing with a pure and beautiful girl, picking her chin as if looking at a beautiful object.

When he saw himself, he smiled strangely, and said, "Brother Shen, this girl is really courageous."

Wen Lingyue's mind was buzzing, and she met Zhao Hanchen's eyes that didn't have much emotion.

"Mr. Zhao. Is that your girl?" The woman pouted and said coquettishly, "I want to be with you too."

Zhao Hanshen pushed her away without showing any emotion.

He walked up to Wen Lingyue, and said with an unpredictable expression: "Who sent you to this kind of place?"

(End of this chapter)