Crossing the line

Chapter 103 I can only wear it for you to see
Yun Yuwan seemed to understand but not quite, but she picked up the bowl and started to eat obediently.

When she ate, she was like a panda eating bamboo shoots, her focus only on eating, but she did it slowly, holding a slightly large white porcelain bowl.

Wen Yangzhi picked up a piece of tuna and put it in her bowl, which naturally made her look at the other dishes on the plate:
“Look, isn’t this piece of salmon weird?”

Yun Yuwan looked over, but the platter was decorated in various heights, so she couldn't see if there was salmon on the other side behind the decorations. She could only see the salmon, so she couldn't tell anything.

Yun Yuwan was curious: "What's so strange about it?"

Wen Yangzhi's eyes drifted over and motioned for her to take another look: "Look."

Yun Yuwan didn't understand what was going on, so he leaned on the chair for support and got closer and closer to Wen Yangzhi.

She quickly got close to Wen Yangzhi's chest, as if she was throwing herself into his arms.

Wen Yangzhi must have seen something before asking her to look, but Yun Yuwan didn't see anything wrong: "Where is it?"

He pointed: "Here, can't you see it?"

Yun Yuwan moved a little further, and the faint hormones from Wen Yangzhi had already wrapped around her intricately at close range.

Still not finding anything, Yun Yuwan raised his head and asked him: "What is it?"

Seeing that she was still not alert, Wen Yangzhi directly picked her up and placed her on his lap, put her bowl in front of him, and whispered:

"Eat."

Yun Yuwan was stunned for a moment as she sat on his strong thighs, but she didn't think much about it. She continued eating with her hands on the bowl, and it took her a while to react.

She turned around and suppressed her laughter, saying, "Wen Yangzhi, you are so good at it."

There was a gentle smile in Wen Yangzhi's eyes. He looked at her bowl and told her, "Eat well."

Yun Yuwan turned her head back, but couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth as she picked up the chopsticks to eat.

This old man.

After the meal, Wen Yangzhi took out a tissue to wipe her mouth, held her under the armpits and put her aside, then stood up and looked at her at the dining table:

"Change your clothes."

Yun Yuwan was still wearing the clothes she wore to the party, which was a bit tight and uncomfortable.

She just pulled the strap on her shoulder and he noticed it.

Yun Yuwan ran upstairs, found Wen Yangzhi's T-shirt from the cloakroom, and put it on after taking a shower.

The white T-shirt that fit Wen Yangzhi just right fell to her thighs. The loose clothes wrapped around her slender body, making her look like a willow in the wind. Any man looking at her would suddenly feel the possessive desire to hug her.

When she came out, she found him on the balcony looking at the trumpet creeper. Yun Yuwan leaned over and asked, "What are you doing?"

Wen Yangzhi was still wearing the shirt he wore during the day, with his sleeves rolled up. He didn't even look at her, but held a pair of large and thick gardening shears in his hand, intending to cut it:
"This trumpet creeper is growing too fast. If it's not pruned, it may cover the entire balcony."

Yun Yuwan took a look and found that indeed, this flower was already an old stump when it was brought here, with the flowers. When placed on the balcony, the trumpet creeper naturally drooped. The American trumpet creeper has a well-developed root system and if it is not cut, it may grow together with the balcony.

While she was still deciding which branch to cut, Wen Yangzhi glanced at her inadvertently and noticed something was wrong. He narrowed his eyes and looked at her carefully, teasing, "Are you wearing my clothes?"

Yun Yuwan came back to her senses and immediately moved closer to him, holding his broad arms: "Yes, you are all mine, why don't you let me wear your clothes?"

It was obvious that Wen Yangzhi was pleased with her words. On the surface, Wen Yangzhi said nothing, but Yun Yuwan saw that the corners of his eyes curved slightly for a second, and then he turned his head and continued to cut his hair, as if nothing had happened.

Yun Yuwan poked her head in front of him and said, "Old man, are you happy now?"

Wen Yangzhi did not answer, but changed the subject in a serious manner, saying calmly: "According to professional techniques, how should this be cut?"

Yun Yuwan saw through everything and couldn't help laughing at him: "Brother, are you secretly happy? Laugh if you want to. I won't laugh at Wen Yangzhi, who is so handsome, tall, mature, stable, charming, and strong, for being happy that his clothes were worn."

Wen Yangzhi slightly suppressed the corners of his mouth and asked her calmly:

"Do you think it would be more symmetrical if we added a trumpet creeper like this?"

Seeing that he still refused to admit it, Yun Yuwan laughed angrily, but her sweet voice sounded sickeningly sweet: "Add it, anyway, the trunk of the trumpet creeper is as hard as Wen Yangzhi's mouth, wouldn't it just support Wen Yangzhi's mouth with the left and right?"

Wen Yangzhi finally couldn't hold it anymore, and looked at her sideways, with a light in his eyes like the clear light of the river at night, and smiled: "Are you interested?"

"Didn't you just say 'Look, this piece of salmon is so weird'? You can only tease me, but I can't tease you?"

Yun Yuwan deliberately imitated him and put on a stern face to look nonchalant.

Wen Yangzhi seemed to have surrendered. He lowered his eyes helplessly and chuckled. He touched her head and said, "Good baby, don't learn it."

In front of Wen Yangzhi, she chattered without any scruples: "Yeah, very good, but that's just good, I learned from you very quickly."

He put down the scissors, as if he had no interest in pruning trees because of her noise. He picked her up and put her on the sofa at the end of the bed.

Yun Yuwan sat on the sofa and looked at him, thinking he was going to kiss her, but he sent a message to call the housekeeper up.

The housekeeper knocked on the door and brought up two picture frames and a toolbox.

Yun Yuwan didn't understand what was going on until she saw the paintings in the two frames, then she realized what they were.

Raven and pheasant.

The raven was the original puzzle painting she gave to Wen Yangzhi. After she finished the puzzle, she sent the original painting to Wen Yangzhi, but she didn't expect that he would develop it.

But it was the first time she saw the snow-white pheasant.

She picked it up. The white pheasant was round and plump, and the style of the painting was very cute. She seemed to understand where the painting came from immediately.

But Wen Yangzhi said nothing, only mentioned: "Just in time for you to be here, check if it's hanging crooked."

Wen Yangzhi took the drill from the toolbox. Like an installer, he positioned himself, turned on the machine, and drilled a nail quickly and accurately. His arm muscles bulged under his shirt sleeves. He stretched out his other hand to her and said calmly:

"painting."

Yun Yuwan was so infatuated with the painting that Yiyi handed it to him.

Wen Yangzhi hung a corner, and held the entire frame with his big hand, asking her to look at it: "Is it right?"

Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw Yun Yuwan holding her face and looking at him seriously.

She chuckled: "Wen Yangzhi, you look so good from behind, and you have a great figure."

Wen Yangzhi: “…”

He asked indifferently, "It's not crooked, right?"

Yun Yuwan smiled and shook her head like a rattle.

Wen Yangzhi drilled another nail into her, stretched out his hand to her, and said concisely:

"Another one."

Yun Yuwan quickly handed him the painting of the raven.

Wen Yangzhi didn't ask her any more questions and placed another one based on his own sense of balance.

The two paintings are hung opposite the bed, right in the middle.

Wen Yangzhi lowered his eyes and took off his gloves, intentionally guiding her: "Do you know what it means to hang it here?"

Yun Yuwan was slow for a moment, then suddenly a light bulb went off in his head and he said confidently, "I know!"

Wen Yangzhi was surprised that she understood so quickly. He raised an eyebrow and looked at her: "What is it?"

Yun Yuwan pointed at the two paintings confidently, proud of her own ingenious ideas, her eyes shining:

"What kind of love are you talking about!"

Wen Yangzhi: “?”

He straightened his lips, put away the drilling tools, and said nothing more, just lightly said: "Almost."

The white pheasant and the raven in the picture frame are hung side by side in the bedroom, one black and one white, just like a wedding dress and a black suit.

It's like hanging wedding photos.

Yun Yuwan asked him, "Where are the two ducks you drew before?"

He said calmly: "It's hung in the study."

Yun Yuwan stood up and chased him and asked, "You hung these two paintings here, so where will you hang your wedding photos?"

Wen Yangzhi's originally cold face slightly raised the corners of his mouth, but he remained indifferent: "What wedding photos?"

Yun Yuwan also pretended to be stupid: "How would I know about wedding photos? Anyway, Wen Yangzhi never thought of taking wedding photos with me."

Wen Yangzhi glanced at her sideways. Fuxi's eyes had a wide opening and closing angle in the middle, making it easy to focus light. He smiled a little bit as if he was slightly tipsy. When he was drunk, he looked at people in a dazed and affectionate manner.

I know it very well but I don't want to say it directly.

Yun Yuwan was still chattering: "Anyway, it's normal for a high-class flower like Wen Yangzhi to have no fixed heart. Unlike me, I ran thousands of miles back just for a random love letter from him. Who am I? Director Wen doesn't want to be with me for a long time. I understand. I know that a successful man like Wen Yangzhi is surrounded by a group of beautiful women. I am just a passerby."

When Wen Yangzhi heard her say it was a love letter, he did not correct her.

Judging from Yun Yuwan's personality, she will shine with a little sunshine, so she should say so.

"Are you done?" Wen Yangzhi just sneered.

Yun Yuwan said obediently: "That's it."

Wen Yangzhi pulled her over, put his arms around her waist and kissed her. Yun Yuwan's lips hadn't even lowered when he kissed her, and his hard and high nose bridge touched the side of her nose.

But after the kiss he acted as if nothing had happened, ruthlessly let go of her, put away the tools, and asked the housekeeper to come up and take them away.

Yun Yuwan watched this ruthless man go into the cloakroom, take his clothes and go take a shower.

Yun Yuwan: "..."

It was as if I had never kissed her.

Wen Yangzhi came out of the shower, and sat on the sofa, steaming, looking at his iPad to do work. She ran over, like a koala, and lay on his shoulder, looking at him sideways, and found that there were slight wrinkles on his lips.

Yun Yuwan subconsciously told him:
"Wen Yangzhi, your mouth is a little dry."

He glanced at her indifferently, still holding the iPad in his hand, but he just looked at her without any emotion in his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.

Yun Yuwan was also confused as to why he was looking at her like that.

And the next second she immediately understood. Wen Yangzhi held her face and kissed her without any discussion.

Yun Yuwan was caught off guard and lost her balance. She scratched the sofa with her hands and murmured incoherently.

"No... No... That's not what I meant..."

Wen Yangzhi let go of her, his pale pink lips opening and closing: "No need to pretend."

Yun Yuwan felt her lips being ravaged: "I really meant your mouth is dry."

"Hmm." Wen Yangzhi saw through it but didn't say anything.

Yun Yuwan had no choice but to bite the bullet and face his gaze and admit it: "Do you want to put on lipstick?"

"No need." Wen Yangzhi slid his finger across the screen, looking like a straight man with an indifferent demeanor.

Yun Yuwan pointed at his lips and told him the fact with difficulty: "But you have already applied a little."

She had just applied lip balm, and he kissed her without asking.

This pervert.

Wen Yangzhi suddenly turned off the screen, and Yun Yuwan didn't know what he was going to do next.

He patted her butt and said in a low and gentle voice: "Go get lipstick for your brother."

When she heard what he wanted, Yun Yuwan grinned and happily went to get her lipstick. She felt inexplicably excited at the thought of applying it on Wen Yangzhi's lips.

She took it and saw Wen Yangzhi sitting on the sofa waiting for her.

He happened to be sitting with his legs apart, and Yun Yuwan walked between his legs.

Wen Yangzhi watched her walk over. Yun Yuwan opened the lid and reached out to gently apply it on his mouth.

The lip balm she used herself was applied over his pale pink thin lips inch by inch, making his lips have straight lines, sexy and neat. Wen Yangzhi said nothing and let her apply the lip balm quietly.

Yun Yuwan felt like she was touching his lips and felt inexplicably happy.

Noting the difference between men and women applying lipstick, I asked him, "Do men always close their mouths when applying lipstick?"

Wen Yangzhi raised his eyes to look at her. Yun Yuwan didn't expect his next words to be:
"Who else have you painted?"

Yun Yuwan stopped moving. She was still a little dazed and felt surprised:
“…I haven’t applied it to anyone.”

Originally, he was just letting Yun Yuwan paint for fun, but at this moment, the atmosphere changed slightly and he said perfunctorily, "Yeah."

She realized that he didn't believe her, and looked at him innocently. When she pursed her lips, her cheeks would swell softly, as if there were two fish balls hidden in her mouth:
"I've never really painted anyone, but watching you paint it, I feel it's very different from how I paint myself."

Wen Yangzhi asked calmly, "How do you apply it?"

Yun Yuwan demonstrated it once, opening her lips, applying the lipstick that had just been applied to her lips in a circle, and then pursing her lips.

Shuiyan's lips are smooth and shiny, just like the beautiful female character in a cartoon who puts lipstick on herself.

A lot of the things she does have an anime feel, maybe because her actions are really cute.

“Look, it’s really different, isn’t it?”

Wen Yangzhi touched her face and said nothing more. Yun Yuwan knew that he believed it.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door, and the person outside reminded:

"Ms. Yun, you have a package delivered."

Yun Yuwan remembered what it was, stood up to open the door, and took it from the housekeeper.

Wen Yangzhi watched her bring in a small box. He took it naturally. The package was very light, as if there was nothing in it.

"What did you buy?"

Yun Yuwan spoke a little slowly, looking at him and said, "A piece of clothing was sent to the dry cleaners yesterday, and it has been delivered now."

The box she just received felt quite light. If she hadn't said it was clothes, she would have thought it contained some papers.

Wen Yangzhi naturally asked her unexpectedly: "What clothes?"

She didn't say anything, but her face turned strangely red.

Wen Yangzhi didn't think much about it at first, but seeing her expression, he understood a little and asked her directly:

"Wear it for me to see?"

Yun Yuwan was too embarrassed to say anything and just pursed her lips.

Wen Yangzhi asked deliberately: "Is it only for me to see, or can others see it too?"

She blushed and whispered, "I can only wear it for you to see."

Wen Yangzhi understood, but said nothing. He just put the box next to her.
"If you have time tomorrow, let's go to the supermarket together at noon."

Yun Yuwan was a little confused: "Why did you suddenly say you want to go to the supermarket?"

Wen Yangzhi didn't say much: "Isn't it written in your notebook?"

Yun Yuwan had almost forgotten about it, but only remembered when he reminded her that there was indeed one thing she hadn't done.

"But we haven't made it public yet. What if the outside world guesses our relationship? It wouldn't sound good if people tell them about it. Would the stock price change?"

Wen Yangzhi didn't say much, just replied: "It's okay."

Yun Yuwan thought that Wen Yangzhi was always cautious in doing things, and he would not have brought it up if he had not been fully prepared.

She responded obediently: "Oh."

He didn't mention it any more: "I'm going to the study to make a phone call."

Yun Yuwan knew that many things in the bank had confidentiality clauses. It wasn't that Wen Yangzhi didn't want her to listen, but out of the spirit of the contract and industry practice, she really couldn't listen: "Okay."

Wen Yangzhi casually touched her head and said, "I'll be back soon."

He walked downstairs.

But Wen Yangzhi had just finished a long-distance call in his study.

I received a text message.

Yun Yuwan on the other end of the line had her heart beating faster and her hands were shaking as she finished sending the message. She couldn't help but throw the phone onto the bed, even covering her face and not daring to read the reply. Thinking of his possible reaction, the corners of her lips couldn't help but rise.

Wen Yangzhi's phone said, "Wen Yangzhi, I'm dressed now, come up and see."

Yun Yuwan shyly covered her shoulders with the quilt and watched him come in.

Wen Yangzhi sat down beside the bed and said gently, "Let me take a look."

Yun Yuwan was a little shy and her eyes were timid, but she still let him gently lift the quilt and look inside.

He lowered his head, the hair on his forehead hung down softly and obediently, he had a clean and bright aura, and his thin eyelids drooped.

He looked at her so seriously and naturally, and Yun Yuwan's shame was slightly reduced, turning into anticipation and happiness of wanting to please her lover.

She knew it was beautiful. She had just looked in the mirror and thought she was very pretty.

Her thick black hair lay in curls on the pillow.

Wen Yangzhi raised his eyelids to look at her. Even though he was watching a 18+ movie, he kissed her cheek instead of doing anything else. The purest love should actually be a kiss on the face, because there is no other desire entangled.

Yun Yuwan asked tentatively: "What do you feel?"

Wen Yangzhi's eyes were focused, but he didn't seem to be thinking about something messy when he asked, "I want to keep looking at you. You wear this when you're with me."

He asked her gently, "Can you stand up so I can see you?"

It was originally worn for him to see, so of course I can.

Yun Yuwan gently lifted the quilt and stood up.

She turned her back to him for a moment as she rose.

The butterfly bones were raised, and the black cross laces were so thin that they seemed like they would break at any second. They were wrapped around the shoulders, and it looked like they were bearing a weight that they shouldn't be bearing.

The snow-white skin is like a sculpture, like a work of art.

She inadvertently put her hands on his shoulders to gain strength to stand up.

Her seaweed-colored curly hair fell down, and she stood in front of him for him to see.

He sat on the edge of the bed with his legs apart and looked at her very seriously.

The voice was very soft: "Come here."

Yun Yuwan walked over slowly and sat sideways on his lap. Wen Yangzhi hugged her, holding her forearm with his hand from behind.

Yun Yuwan was a little timid: "Does it look good?"

The long straight fingers of his other hand shuttled through her long black hair and combed it for her: "Hmm."

The house felt strangely peaceful and calm.

His voice was low: "But I am even happier that you are willing to wear it for me to see."