The wife dominates the workplace, and the president takes care of the baby

Chapter 81 Why Do You Know!
Seeing him staring at her all the time, Yan Qing looked down at the clothes she was wearing.

After confirming again and again that nothing should have been exposed, she asked nervously: "Because I didn't bring a change of clothes, I just randomly took one from your closet. Should I ask you first?"

How could Yan Huaiwen feel that this kind of behavior was inappropriate? With a soft smile on the corner of his mouth, he said softly, "Whether it's clothes or anything, you can take whatever you want, it's all up to you, I'm happy to do it."

"I just didn't think . . . you'd pick this one."

He was surprised that Yan Qinghui took this pajamas alone.

This one was hung in the innermost part of the closet, and it had been hanging there for the past three years, or in other words, it was deliberately forgotten by him.

"What's wrong?"

Yan Qing asked with some doubts, this one obviously looks the most conservative, the style and color are normal, there is nothing wrong with it.

Yan Huaiwen squinted his eyes, there was nothing wrong with the pajamas.

It was him who was wrong, this was the suit he wore when he saw Yan Qing in his dream for the first time.

In the dream, Yan Qing, who was giving speeches in the auditorium during the day, came to his room at night, like a fairy in the dark.

She was wearing the uniform with the school badge pinned on it, but her behavior was hot and bold, brushing his chest with fingers like green onions, and unbuttoning his clothes with seductive eyes.

This was also the first time that he realized that he had an extraordinary affection for her, which was about the love between men and women.

Ever since Yan Qing left without saying goodbye, this pajamas had been left in a corner, hidden together with his hidden emotions.

Unexpectedly, this pajamas reappeared in the sky and was still worn on Yan Qing's body.

He got up suddenly and strode towards her with burning eyes.

The clothes seemed to have stimulated him something.

The man's eyes are like a hungry wolf, if there is no accident, and he is a little sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Yan Qing couldn't help taking a few steps back, feeling that the situation was dangerous, but how could she escape, she was picked up and thrown on the bed, her heart beat heavily.

The bed was huge, but she had nowhere to hide.

He climbed up and pressed her under him, breathing deeper and deeper, and the breath sprayed on her tender neck became heavier and heavier, his hoarse voice was very low and deep.

"Yanyan, do you know how it feels when I see you at the ceremony of University B?"

"What. Feeling?"

Yan Qing swallowed, she also wanted to know the answer to this question.

He took her hand down, the man's waist was tight, not as soft as his own, and the tentacles were hard and hot: "That's the feeling, can you feel it?"

Yes, very capable, Yan Qing couldn't help nodding in her heart, but this feeling is not very good.

Two blushes flew up on Yan Qing's cheeks, she scratched the bed sheet, and when she was flustered, her mind was running fast, trying to find something else to talk about.

"Huaiwen, let's get up and talk first, shall we?"

"You said."

The man didn't stop, his palms slid down her waist, and then poked in from the hem of the black pajamas.

Yan Qing stumbled and said: "I said, um, I'm so happy that my parents like Runrun so much, and Runrun also loves staying with them, which really surprised me."

Not only were his hands busy, but he also kept moving his mouth, leaving ambiguous marks on her body. His thin lips were gently parted from the white and tender skin, and he took the time to answer her precious words.

Yan Huaiwen's eyes were deep, and he replied flatly: "Normal, blood relationship."

Yan Qing was even more dizzy, dazzled by these words, and this man's "busyness" had an effect on her, her mind seemed to be muddled again.

What his lips gnawed was not her skin, but her spirit.

"No."

Panting, Yan Qing stretched out her hand to push him away, she still wanted to understand the meaning of his words: "Please stop for a moment and explain clearly, what kind of blood relationship?"

don't want?

Yan Huaiwen really stopped, and got up to leave with the displeasure of being disturbed.

Yan Qing regained her composure for a short time, looked at his back, did she annoy him?

I heard that men can't bear to be disturbed when doing this. Could it be that just pushing him away is fragile PTSD.

Yan Qing straightened up a little, and saw that he seemed to be holding something, but his back was facing her, so she couldn't see what it was.

He leaned down again, and what was heavier than his body was the dark emotion condensed in his eyes.

Getting close to each other again, Yan Qing could finally see clearly what was in his hand, she stared at it with wide eyes, eyes full of water were full of surprise and puzzlement.

He suppressed his voice and asked softly, "Yanyan, do you still recognize it?"

She naturally recognized it, even if she turned it into ashes, she would still remember it, wasn't it left by that disciple.

Didn't it mean that he would dispose of it? Why did he still keep it and took it out at this time.

Yan Qing asked in surprise, "Why do you still keep it?"

Seeing the obvious doubt on her face, Yan Huaiwen stared deeply at her face, and said unhurriedly: "It's okay, I'll make you remember."

After finishing speaking, he caressed her face lightly, his fingertips landed on her creamy skin, and slowly stroked it.

Then, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and pressed her hands on both sides of the pillow.

The man can easily suppress her with one hand, regardless of the woman's struggle, the thing in his hand has a new place.

The crimson tie was tied around Yan Qing's wrist again, and the black silk pajamas were stripped aside and pressed under her body.

Against the pure black background, just like that night, that wisp of red made her skin look fairer.

How did he know what this tie was "for"?What did he know?
Yan Qing stared at him in shock, her heart was tense, and she wanted to say something with her lips parting slightly: "Why did you know about that night. Uh huh"

However, her voice was completely swallowed up in the frenzied kiss, and the reason of both of them was burnt out together.

In the middle of the night, Yan Qing was powerless, and complained vigorously.

"asshole!"

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On the second day, Yan Qing, who was exhausted most of the night, was too sleepy to keep her eyes open.

A warm bed, a warm man at home, is more important than mountains of gold and silver, Yan Qing can understand the true meaning of this sentence, she moaned and leaned towards the heat source.

Hearing the deep chuckle, she suddenly opened her eyes, and saw the man who was smiling like a spring breeze, looking refreshed.

The memory came back, Yan Qing clenched her fingers bitterly, her throat was so hoarse that she could hardly speak: "It was you that night, right, you?"

Last night, he took her to relive that night again. This time, not only did his movements match up, but the face in his memory was finally no longer blurred.

Isn't it just the face in front of him with a deep outline, but at the moment it is particularly annoying.

Why was it Yan Huaiwen, why did he appear in that hotel, why didn't he tell himself after that?

Yan Qing suddenly felt that one head and two big.

　Yan Huaiwen: Hurry up!My wife is angry, what should I do?Waiting for reply online

　　Ask for a ticket!Thank you everyone

　　
　
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