Crossing the line

Chapter 58 Where else do you want to sit?
As soon as Wen Yangzhi came down from the shower and entered the room, Yun Yuwan immediately turned her head like a stupid bird and said, "Brother is a dead duck."

Wen Yangzhi, who had a gentle expression, paused slightly when wiping his hair with a towel, and his face immediately turned cold: "What did you say?"

She was still arrogant, holding the bag of puzzles, and proudly said:

"Wen Yangzhi is a duck! A big duck!"

Wen Yangzhi frowned: "You feel itchy, right?"

"You are a duck. There is no one around me who is more like a duck than you." She muttered to him proudly while holding the puzzle.

It was obvious that her brother loved her very much, and he had even been maintaining this puzzle set recently, but she still insisted that she didn't have it.

Wen Yangzhi is so handsome, but he is too stubborn to say sweet words with his handsome face. Even though he looks like this, he would charm a lot of people if he was willing to say a few words of sweet words.

Wen Yangzhi's gaze was cold.

He had lived for nearly thirty years, and even though he knew that his appearance was indeed acceptable, this was the first time he heard someone dare to call him a duck.

Because no one had the guts to comment on his looks.

Wen Yangzhi put down his hand that was wiping his hair, his face getting darker and darker: "Say it again."

She was still full of joy and pride, and was sweet and smug about the fact that he was being stubborn: "What's wrong with saying you are a duck? You are a duck, Wen Yangzhi's dead duck, a stinky duck, a quick-growing duck for roast duck for a month!"

Wen Yangzhi still thought she was just a child and didn't know much. She was probably using this method to praise his looks, but she didn't know how to speak properly. He endured her and said in a deep voice:

"I have never relied on my reputation to do business."

Yun Yuwan didn’t think much about it.

What? She was talking about being tough. What does that have to do with face and doing business?

But the more she thought about how carefully he preserved this gift, the happier and more satisfied she felt: "You have a mouth on your face, but you just refuse to admit it."

Wen Yangzhi suddenly sneered, with a mocking and frivolous look in his eyes: "Do I, Wen Yangzhi, also need to rely on my looks to please others?"

Yun Yuwan choked up a bit: "What do you mean by relying on your looks to please people? What I mean is——"

She suddenly reacted.
The duck that Wen Yangzhi understood and the duck that she understood seemed to be not the same kind of duck.

She looked at Wen Yangzhi's handsome and cold face, and realized what the words she had just said meant in his ears.

Yun Yuwan's face suddenly turned red, and she stammered:
"No... why are you talking about this duck..."

Seeing that she finally felt embarrassed, Wen Yangzhi couldn't suppress the urge to teach her a lesson. He should have brought her with him since she was little and kept an eye on her every day, so that she wouldn't become the person she is now, talking nonsense.

It doesn’t matter what she says about him, but if she goes out and talks about others, not everyone will be able to tolerate her.

He asked her coldly, "What else? Which duck are you talking about?"

Yun Yuwan couldn't say it out loud. She never thought that Wen Yangzhi would think it was this kind of duck.

He is so handsome, how can his mind be so dirty?

Her face flushed, and she avoided looking at him. Her voice became smaller and smaller: "I won't play with you anymore. How can you think of such a thing?"

He wanted to smoke a cigarette, but then he remembered that the cigarette was in his coat, which was upstairs, and he became more and more annoyed.

He leaned slightly against the door frame and sneered nonchalantly: "What kind of duck do you think it is?"

"It's just..." Her face flushed, not knowing how to explain. She just wanted to get over the topic quickly, so she said shyly, "I like you so much."

For a moment the air seemed to stand still.

Seeing her laying the groundwork for such a long time and then throwing out such a childish thing, Wen Yangzhi found it funny for a moment, so funny that it made him speechless, and sneered:
"You feel itchy when you don't talk nonsense for a day?"

And they are all childish and insignificant talk.

Talk some nonsense to him.

Instead, she climbed up the pole: "I feel itchy when I don't kiss my brother."

Wen Yangzhi walked over, strode in front of her with his long legs, held the back of her head, and immediately placed his lips on hers.

He had just finished taking a shower, and his face and lips seemed to be warm and filled with mist. When he touched her, it was like a warm and slippery snake, a highly poisonous sea snake at that. She was immediately dazed by the snake venom and opened her mouth slightly to let him kiss her.

It felt deep and hallucinatory, like a hundred-meter-deep well that had been abandoned for a long time. There were obviously a lot of weeds growing sparsely in the cracks between the bricks, but a heavy rain came from the sky, moist and without thunder, and silently filled up the entire well. The soft rain water overflowed onto the wellhead, swaying slowly. The night was filled with dark clouds, the sky was gloomy, and the grass was slightly moving.

The dry feeling was also moistened, and Wen Yangzhi let her go, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, his voice slightly hoarse but indifferent:

"Does it still itch?"

She pouted like a teapot, with a stubborn teapot flavor: "It's still itchy."

He lowered his head again, and the soft touch fell and then rose again:

"Now answer it again."

She was not satisfied, so she hugged her chest and looked up at him: "It's still itchy."

But she didn't expect him to ignore her: "You'll itch all night."

Wen Yangzhi casually placed the towel on her desk, lowered his gaze to the puzzle she was holding tightly in her arms, and said, "Take out the puzzle."

Yun Yuwan reluctantly gave him the puzzle, muttering to himself.

The dead duck is not only stubborn but also has a dirty mind.

And he obviously wants it, but he won't let anyone kiss him.

Wen Yangzhi sat in front of her desk, took out the sealed bag, held the corner of the bag with one hand and shook it out, and caught the wooden puzzle that fell with the other hand, without pouring it on the table and making a lot of noise. It was quiet, in contrast to Yun Yuwan's noisy appearance.

The smooth wooden puzzle fell into his big hand. He placed the puzzle base in front of him and gently put the puzzle pieces aside. He looked at the puzzle and said in a light tone:
"come over."

Yun Yuwan was still standing there with her arms crossed. She hesitated for a moment before walking over.

He sat on the only chair. She looked around the desk, not knowing where her seat was. Suddenly she got a little angry. He called her over, but he didn't leave a seat for her. Did he want her to stand and watch him sit and fight?

Her voice was both coquettish and angry: "But there are no seats left, where should I sit?"

Wen Yangzhi stretched his long legs back, pointed his toes backward, and casually used the force to turn the wheelchair back slightly. He kept a distance from the table, retracted the arm that was close to her, and lazily placed it on the handle of the chair, leaving a space for someone to enter and exit.

She was suddenly stunned: "Are you asking me to sit on your lap?"

He finally raised his eyes, and under the shadow of his long eyelashes, Fuxi's eyes were as hazy as the night:

"Where else would you like to sit?"

She suddenly became happy again and felt a little embarrassed about her thoughts just now.

It turned out that he wanted her to sit on his lap. No wonder he didn't leave any space for her. Why should he give her space when they were sitting together in each other's arms?

She was ashamed of her own domineering behavior. Her face turned red and she lowered her head without saying a word. She put her hands on the armrests of the chair and used the force to sit on Wen Yangzhi's thighs.

Wen Yangzhi folded his arms, pushed the chair forward, and rested his chin on her shoulder. His short hair rubbed against her neck, trapping her between his body and the table. His chest pressed against her back, wrapping her completely inside, in a way that was so intimate that she was a little uncomfortable with it.

Wen Yangzhi had just taken a shower, and there was a strong warm smell on his body. The water vapor seemed to carry the fragrance of light mint and yew wood, and the intimate and strong masculine smell enveloped him:

"Nannan, have you ever put it together by yourself after buying it?"

She was almost bewitched by him, and she suppressed her smile in daze.

My daughter has never scrambled before, she has only bought it.

Why call her Nannan?

Yun Yuwan said shyly: "This is a gift for you. I haven't opened it myself."

Wen Yangzhi said calmly: "Do you know why this picture can't be put together?"

Yun Yuwan felt shy and embarrassed.

she knows.

Because she kept throwing tantrums and refusing to come back, he had to wait patiently.

He is a man, does he also want her to be responsible for the emotional pain of so many years?
But she didn't say anything, pretending to be confused: "Why?"

He had a blank expression on his face and said in a cold tone, "Have you noticed that you didn't give me a full map card?"

She seemed to be hit by a gangster and suddenly woke up: "Ah?"

She immediately turned around to look at Wen Yangzhi. Wen Yangzhi slightly raised his chin which was resting on her thin shoulder, and looked at her expressionlessly with his cold and handsome face.

Yun Yuwan was like a man who went on a blind date and performed well. He showed off his masculine charm by talking incessantly at the dinner table, thinking that the other party would look at him differently, but was blocked by the blind date as soon as he got home.

She looked at Wen Yangzhi in astonishment and stammered, "Are you talking about this?"

He remained calm and looked down at her: "What else do you think I'm going to say?"

Because of this, he could only wait for her to come back to put the picture together. He had no idea how to put the picture together. Only she knew what the whole picture would look like after it was put together, and she had a general direction to follow.

She was a little embarrassed and lowered her head to button the fabric on her thighs: "I thought..."

Wen Yangzhi's hands supported her little face from behind, lifting her lowered head, telling her to stop mumbling and speak out.

He lowered his head and spoke in her ear: "Why?"

A deep male voice sounded in her ears, and she felt weak all of a sudden.

Even though his voice was so calm and a little ruthless, Yun Yuwan felt a little tinnitus from his sudden intimacy.

She scratched the table: "I didn't think anything, the whole picture is a raven."

He raised his head slightly, left her ear, and said in a normal tone: "Why is it Raven?"

She breathed a sigh of relief for some reason: "Because my brother lives alone."

Ravens always roost alone, and so does Wen Yangzhi.

Even when all the family members are around, a man will never rely on them. A man who has grown up psychologically will not stay with his parents.

Birds of prey never travel in flocks, and ravens are one such bird of prey.

It is also a very good-looking bird of prey, more stylish than other crows.

The raven is more majestic than other crows, and Wen Yangzhi is also very tall. When the sun is out, if you stand next to him, you will be completely covered by his shadow, with his feathers fluffy, just like when his clothes are blown by the wind.

Wen Yangzhi checked on his phone, and the first result that came out was that ravens are solitary animals.

He glanced at it with a cold expression and casually put the phone aside on the desk.

She suddenly became a little worried: "Brother likes to live alone, so if I live with you in the future, do I have to live separately from you?"

He pressed down a puzzle piece, his long, straight fingers, as graceful as a pen, pressing on the base.

"Need not."

(End of this chapter)