Crossing the line

Chapter 114 Green Tea Risk Officer

Upon hearing this, Wen Wei clasped his hands together and remained silent for a moment before finally speaking:

"In fact, I used to think you would never get married or have children, until I found out you liked sex."

It's not just because Yuwan is Wanyi's daughter that he wants Gangsheng to get married early.

Wen Yangzhi was almost like an emotionless puppet. Since he was seventeen, he had lived completely like a machine. No one had ever heard of him liking anything. He just took responsibility and managed the bank in an orderly manner.

Although it is not as prosperous as when it was under Wen Wei's leadership, it is incredible to achieve such results in his twenties.

It's just that he won't confide in anyone, from friends to parents, no one really understands what he's thinking.

Wen Wei never thought that his unintentional act of taking Yun Yuwan home would lead to feelings between him and Yuwan.

Yuwan is young, spoiled and cries easily. Even if she is not familiar with someone, she will unconsciously act like a spoiled child. For example, after living in the Wen family for a week, she carefully pulled his clothes and said, "Uncle, can I have ice cream?" In fact, the child had been thinking about eating ice cream for a week, and his heart melted when he saw the child.

But under certain circumstances, this behavior crosses the line.

Hong Kong students never show their emotions, they are decisive and ruthless in doing things, they hate procrastination the most, and they are mature at a young age.

Completely two worlds.

At first, Wen Wei actually thought that Wen Yangzhi would hate a girl like Yun Yuwan.

But I didn't expect that he liked it very much.

Wen Yangzhi responded coldly: "She is still a child. If she wants to have a child, you can find someone else to have one."

Wen Wei was choked for a rare moment: "Forget it, I won't ask about your affairs anymore, you know the importance of it."

Wen Yangzhi stood up directly without wasting too much time.

He went downstairs, and Yun Yuwan came close to him as soon as he opened the door, looking at him eagerly: "Brother, what did uncle say?"

Her eyes are always sticky, like spring rain sticking to people.

As long as someone shows a little kindness to her, she will get completely close to that person and want to stick to him.

She hugged him up, and her slender arms wrapped around his hips an inch. Whether it was intentional or just a coincidence, she clenched her small fist and just dug into the hollow of his waist through his shirt. The moment she pressed in, his waist stiffened as he leaned back.

The door wasn't even closed.

He pulled away her arms that were wrapped around his waist like vines: "No objection."

He held her wrists together with one hand and closed the door.

Yun Yuwan was held in his hand and asked worriedly, "You don't support it either?"

"Support." Wen Yangzhi remained calm.

Yun Yuwan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little surprised but pleasantly surprised.

He let her go and went into the room to find an unopened bottle of rum.

This room is two hundred square meters. In addition to the bathroom, there is also a large terrace, an open room and a study. Wen Yangzhi placed a small wine cabinet in the study. If he hadn't pushed open the bookshelf to reveal it, Yun Yuwan would not have known that there was wine in his room.

When I think about how he would feel depressed when he got bored of reading, I find it both decadent and funny.

Wen Yangzhi opened the wine on the desk, screwed the corkscrew into the oak cork, held the bottle steady with his big hand, and used his other hand to pull out the oak cork that was tightly inserted without any gaps.

With a "click" sound.

He leaned slightly to the side and asked her directly, "Do you want to drink?"

Yun Yuwan inexplicably felt that he was very different tonight and looked at him: "I'm on my period."

"That's right," he replied.

He poured the wine into a martini glass, and Yun Yuwan followed him to the balcony.

He sat down and placed the wine on the glass table between them.

The rum he chose was so strong that it could almost be considered a liquor.

Sitting in silence, she watched him drink two glasses before she heard his voice.

Wen Yangzhi looked at the Suzhou River in the distance and said, "Remember to stay away from that risk officer Ding today."

"Why?" Yun Yuwan was puzzled.

The lights around him swayed with the shadows of the trees. He took another sip of rum and said, "He has feelings for you."

Yun Yuwan was surprised: "How is that possible?"

The risk officer didn't show any signs of having any ideas at all, and she didn't like people who talked too much.

Wen Yangzhi said directly: "He lowered his voice when he spoke to you."

"Huh?" Yun Yuwan heard an answer she had never expected.

Wen Yangzhi did not explain.

But Yun Yuwan gradually realized it.

It turned out that the Chief Risk Officer was showing his charm to her, but she didn't feel it at all. She thought he had a cold and was holding back phlegm, so she secretly kept a distance from him.

Yun Yuwan hesitated: "Did he? Why didn't I hear it?"

Wen Yangzhi looked at her deeply.

Of course men can hear it.

She suddenly remembered something, walked over, and put her hand on the rattan chair he was sitting on: "Wen Yangzhi, are you lowering your voice when you talk to me?"

He said casually: "I haven't pressed it before."

She was a little unconvinced: "Really?"

The wind blew a strand of hair across her straight and small nose, and her eyes were innocent: "Are you not pressed in the bed?"

"No need." He didn't admit it at all.

She leaned close to his chest, looking at him with bright eyes, a little drunken obsession and admiration: "But your voice is so low in bed, I like to hear it."

He used force and restraint to make a low, wild humming sound that came deeply into her ears, making her feel embarrassed to look into his eyes.

It was both brutal and controlling, making her unable to move. From Wen Yangzhi's angle, he could see that she had long black hair and a dependent look in her eyes.

She just pressed against him, her soft, mature breasts pressed against his chest.

It was right at the concave spot below the intersection of his ribs, as if filling his emptiness, entangled with him tightly and fittingly.

Yun Yuwan asked with a sly smile: "Brother, don't you like others getting close to me?"

His eyes were blurry, but his big hands held her waist tightly:
"you are mine."

Yun Yuwan met his affectionate and possessive gaze and said unexpectedly:
"Brother, are you drunk?"

"No." He said without hesitation.

Yun Yuwan: “?”

Yun Yuwan suddenly realized that he would become honest when he was drunk. Normally he spoke in a hazy voice and she had no idea what he was thinking.

Nothing is explained clearly.

She asked tentatively: "Why did you say you'll tell me in three months?"

Wen Yangzhi looked at her quietly without saying anything.

She almost felt guilty about it and thought he had come to his senses.

In the end, he just looked at her eyes, nose and mouth, trying to see every detail of her: "I'm afraid you will like someone else."

Yun Yuwan was surprised: "Who should I like?"

His sharp lips rose and fell: "Jiang Yingyu."

Before Yun Yuwan could ask, he buried his head in her chest: "I'm so jealous of him."

The low voice sounded inexplicably lost, like a big camel that lost the cactus it had for lunch today, standing in the middle of the desert in despair, with its head hung and crying silently.

He was surrounded by other camels, who leaned their heads to look at him and asked him, "Are you really crying?"

Yun Yuwan didn't understand why he was jealous of Jiang Yingyu, so she coaxed him softly, "Why?"

"He's so young." He said without hesitation.

Yun Yuwan: "...? What does being young have to do with it? You're not much older than me."

"He will play with you, but you don't play with me." Wen Yangzhi hugged her waist with both hands and buried his head in her arms.

Yun Yuwan touched his head and said, "It's you who doesn't want to play with me. You are so mature, you must look down on us playing those meaningless things, and you are usually busy with bank matters."

"It's you who doesn't want to play with me, you just want to sleep with me." Wen Yangzhi accused.

Yun Yuwan was so angry that she laughed: "What the hell, who just wants to sleep with you?"

"Then why do you bother me every day?" His voice sounded slow and low.

Yun Yuwan was really convinced by his logic: "Just because I torture you doesn't mean I just want to sleep with you."

Wen Yangzhi sniffed the gentle floral scent on her body and said truthfully, "I know you are lustful."

"It's true that I'm lustful, but..." Yun Yuwan held his face with both hands and pulled his head away from her chest, "You are the best looking. Even when you are older, you will still be better looking than Jiang Yingyu."

Wen Yangzhi pursed his lips slightly: "Really?"

"Really?" Yun Yuwan coaxed him like a child, "You have a great figure, a pretty face, broad shoulders, a thin waist, and long legs. Your voice is also very deep, completely different from that of the risk officer who deliberately lowered his voice. It has the texture of a double bass."

But he was still trying to get to the bottom of it. He was drunk, but his eyes were clear, and one could see the uneasiness in them: "When you went abroad to study, didn't you ever like someone outside?"

Seeing how earnest he was, Yun Yuwan felt that things were becoming interesting and deliberately didn't answer him.

He also used his high nose bridge to touch her lips, asking her to speak.

Using body language instead of words, he really looks like a boy who doesn't have good language skills but just grabs whatever he wants.

Yun Yuwan deliberately put on a thoughtful expression:

"It's a bit of a pity, actually. I heard French men are very good at it. I've been studying in Europe for so many years, but I've never dated a French man, and I haven't even experienced a proper French kiss."

Wen Yangzhi looked at her, and Yun Yuwan waited for his crying face.

But she didn't expect him to hold the back of her head with his big hands and kiss her.

The way to entangle her is a real French kiss.

Yun Yuwan's tongue felt numb, but he still emphasized:
"I'm talking about French men, your kissing me doesn't count."

Wen Yangzhi looked at her sincerely and said, "My grandfather is French."

Yun Yuwan didn't even know that he was actually mixed-race.

No wonder she has a high nose, deep eyes, and a three-dimensional face that is super sexy.

She covered her mouth in shock.

Look at his focused and intense eyes, clear yet scorching.

"Are you of Chinese and French descent?"

He was a little proud, and said in a low voice from his throat: "Yeah."

Yun Yuwan licked her lips and suddenly swallowed her saliva: "Can you do it again?"