Crossing the line

Chapter 89 I want to hug you
Yun Yuwan turned her head and looked up at Wen Yangzhi, smiling like a spring mountain, and pointed to the sky: "Brother, look, this firework is so beautiful!"

Wen Yangzhi looked at her with deep eyes. When their eyes met, his emotions were not revealed, but his love was blending with hers through his gaze.

The flickering fireworks are just like his heart.

I don't know how to keep her.

He didn't understand her as well as he thought. He didn't know her way of thinking, and he didn't know what kind of praise was true praise for her.

She is young, but to him she is a woman who also needs to be guessed and cared for.

Wen Wei happened to glance aside and saw Wen Yangzhi holding Yun Yuwan's shoulders. Wen Yangzhi lowered his head. He didn't look at the fireworks in the sky, but actually looked down at his sister, and didn't take his eyes off for a long time.

Yun Yuwan smiled like a little sunflower. She was not afraid of Wen Yangzhi at all. She pointed at the fireworks in the sky and muttered a lot of nonsense.

Wen Yangzhi just looked at her and said.

Wen Wei was a little surprised.

He took a careful look and confirmed that his son was hugging Yuwan.

Wen Yangzhi held a cigarette between his fingertips in one hand, and the other hand was on her shoulder.

For a moment, Wen Wei actually felt that they looked a bit like a couple.

But I also feel it is impossible.

But their relationship was not as bad as he thought.

Yun Yuwan suddenly started arguing with Wen Yangzhi: "I just remembered that when I was seventeen, you and a sister were watching the fireworks display in Tokyo."

The hand on her shoulder was warm and dry. He spoke in a low voice. Although the fireworks were continuous, his voice was rooted and twisted: "Are you unhappy?"

Even if the voice was very light, just the air flowing out of his throat, it would have a texture due to the rough polish of the ancient wood, and it would sound low like a forest bell. No matter how soft the voice was, it would not be soft. It had a primitive masculine breath, and she could hear it clearly under the fireworks.

Yun Yuwan pursed her lips, feeling a little uncomfortable, and whispered, "Why are you watching fireworks with others?"

Wen Yangzhi lowered his head and spoke to her: "She followed me over there. I wanted to see it myself and was disturbed by her."

But she just wasn't happy, and she felt a little uncomfortable thinking about others watching it with him.

She pulled down Wen Yangzhi's hand that was on her shoulder: "I don't want to play with you anymore."

Wen Wei couldn't hear clearly what they were saying, but he saw Yun Yuwan pulling Wen Yangzhi's hand off.

Wen Wei broke into a sweat.

Sure enough, the relationship between the two was not good. Hongsheng just touched it for a while, and Yuwan also opened it.

Yun Yuwan got angry while watching the fireworks and ran back to the villa.

Wen Yangzhi put out his cigarette and followed him in.

Wen Wei seemed to be thinking about something.

When opening the door of the room, Wen Yangzhi saw Yun Yuwan sitting at the end of the bed with her head down.

But the problem was, it was his room she ran into.

Wen Yangzhi wanted to laugh.

It's obvious that she was waiting for him to coax her, but now she's playing hard to get.

He walked over and sat at the end of the bed, picked up Yun Yuwan and placed her sideways on his lap: "Tell me what you're angry about."

Yun Yuwan still hung her head: "I'm angry that I didn't date you at that time."

The little girl was angry for a variety of reasons. Wen Yangzhi looked at her with her eyelids drooping. Her bright black round eyes were blocked until only a crescent moon was left. Her eyebrows were scattered and her eyes were drooping. Because she was so small, she looked like a little puppy that felt aggrieved and lost because its owner had just touched another puppy. However, she was also charming, with red lips and a turned-up nose.

He hugged Yun Yuwan, crossed his arm around her back, and held her slender arm: "It doesn't matter, we are talking about it now, and we can talk about it for a long time."

His lips touched her forehead, and Yun Yuwan was inexplicably amused. She hugged his waist with both hands, moved closer to him and looked into his eyes: "Why are you suddenly like this, aren't you stubborn?"

He said slowly: "Are you happy?"

She wanted to turn her face away and secretly be happy, but she said coquettishly: "I will be happy if you say you love me. I like to hear Wen Yangzhi say he loves me."

This is how Wen Yangzhi falls in love. Yun Yuwan feels like she has fulfilled a dream she had long ago.

It turns out that he is not tough with his girlfriend.

"You want to talk to me so much?" Wen Yangzhi raised his eyebrows slightly and asked casually.

She pulled his shirt with her hand, pulled out the hem of his shirt, and twirled her index finger in her hand: "If I could be with you from then on, I would be very happy, because I loved you so much that I wanted to cry all those years."

The fine shirt was silky smooth as she held it in her hands.

Wen Yangzhi watched her pull her clothes out of her trousers and play with them, and looked at her meaningfully: "Oh, now that you are older, you don't like me anymore. I like it so much that I want to cry."

She blushed and retorted, "No, I want to sleep with the 20-year-old Wen Yangzhi."

This was a reason that was completely beyond Wen Yangzhi's imagination. He didn't expect her to even say it directly. He was a little surprised by this little girl. He smiled lazily and said, "Okay, now you think I'm old?"

She hummed to herself: "Anyway, I just want to try you at 20. It would be great if I could try you at 20, 30, or 40."

He remained calm and went straight to the point: "Then you still have a chance to try the eighty-year-old me."

"Why are you like this?" She was embarrassed and surprised.

Wen Yangzhi had a blank expression on his face: "Why, I don't want to try it when I'm 80 years old?"

She refused to believe it: "How can someone be like this at the age of 80?"

"I will still support you even when I am 80." Wen Yangzhi made a promise that was as dirty as a sewer. She felt embarrassed to say this, but inexplicably happy. She buried her face in his chest, and felt unspeakably happy when she thought that Wen Yangzhi was still like this at the age of 80.

He simply followed the vine, his chest shaking slightly with the sound: "Do you want it now?"

Yun Yuwan held the corner of his shirt with one hand and the fabric at the chest of his shirt with the other hand, pulling at his entire shirt. She pressed her soft cheek into the crook of his neck and pretended to be stupid: "What do you want?"

Wen Yangzhi was neither anxious nor slow, and asked patiently: "What do you want?"

She didn't say anything at first, but she bit his collarbone just below the collar of his shirt, then whispered in a sticky voice, "I don't want to talk."

Wen Yangzhi understood, and he held her in his arms and walked to the door: "Lock the door."

Yun Yuwan slowly reached out a hand from his arms and locked the door.

Wanting him to take the initiative is indeed childish.

Wen Yangzhi carried her to take a bath. She was washed by the water and looked up at him like a wet puppy, trusting him and cute. The water flowed into her eyes, and Wen Yangzhi reached out and gently scraped her eye sockets to remove the moisture.

She didn't think it was shameful to be watched by him. Instead, she hugged him wetly and kept mumbling nonsense, such as "Wen Yangzhi, this shower gel doesn't smell good" and "The water pressure is a bit strong. Turning on the faucet is like shooting me with a machine gun."

He turned the switch down.

Her eyes were darker and shinier than in the sunlight, like inky gems with many facets after being cut; although they were black, they sparkled brightly, which made Wen Yangzhi turn off the water and stop to kiss her.

It is a miracle that there is such a lovely girl like Yun Yuwan in the world. She is innocent and wanton, and her desire will stick to him.

I carried her back to the room and heard her broken murmurs about what she liked.

Wen Yangzhi put a pillow under her waist, leaned down and asked in her ear: "What do you like?"

"I like...Wen Yangzhi so much." She whispered intermittently in his ear.

Wen Yangzhi leaned over, hugged her, and gently stroked her hair.

The sky was slightly bright, Yun Yuwan opened her eyes, picked up Wen Yangzhi's mobile phone placed beside her, and checked the time.

It's past six o'clock.

She looked back at Wen Yangzhi, grabbed his hand, and used his fingerprint to unlock his phone.

But before Yun Yuwan had time to look, Wen Yangzhi suddenly hugged her, wrapped her tightly in his arms, put his arms around her back, and held her thin shoulders and forearms with his big hands, as if he wanted to completely rub her into his own bones and blood.

Yun Yuwan was startled and her phone fell into the gap between the bed and the bedside table.

"You, what are you doing?"

Wen Yangzhi held her tightly in his arms. He had just woken up in the morning and said in a low and sexy voice: "I had a dream last night. I dreamed of you."

She breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately asked, "Isn't it something over 18?"

Wen Yangzhi half closed his eyes and smiled silently: "You really want to?"

"No way."

But after just a second, she couldn't help asking again: "Are you really not tormenting me when you are awake and in your dreams?"

Wen Yangzhi placed his large palm on her waist and closed his eyes: "I dreamed of you as an undergraduate in London."

Yun Yuwan was a little puzzled: "What good dream is this? We hadn't seen each other for a long time at that time."

"I dreamed that you participated in that hugging event with a thousand people, but no one hugged you." He answered her.

Yun Yuwan was about to speak, but suddenly stopped and listened to him.

“You posted on WeChat Moments saying you stood in the city center for a whole day and didn’t get a single hug.”

"I saw it in my dream, but I pretended not to see it."

His action of hugging her was more profound: "I'm sorry, Nannan, so I want to hug you."

Yun Yuwan's heart was hit hard for no reason. She was a little moved and whispered to him, "What are you doing?"

But in a flash, she recalled what he said last night: I like holding you.

Dreams and reality are more or less related, and subconscious thoughts in reality will be projected into dreams.

So when he was sober he said I want to hug you.

It was because of the thousand-person hug event in London five years ago, when she hugged everyone except him.

He sent me the Hug Jar, proving that he was not indifferent to the matter.

So his dream was not false. Wen Yangzhi really wanted to hug her but couldn’t.

Realizing this, the corners of her lips, which were originally raised, gradually dropped.

In fact, he had always been worried that no one would hug her.

When she posted that circle of friends that year, she actually wanted him to see it, but she also hoped that he would think she was talking about someone else, the one who was across the ocean and whom she could not reach.

Later, Lin Chu came over and took a photo and posted it on WeChat Moments. She just wanted to show him, look, I have many important people in my heart, but they have nothing to do with you.

If you don't like me, there's no need to be bothered by my admiration.

Yun Yuwan tilted her head towards the pillow, not wanting him to see her tears: "You didn't hug me, then what?"

Wen Yangzhi found it a little funny when he said it: "I wanted to send you a message, but a fat dog came out of nowhere and took my hand away, which was about to send the message."

Yun Yuwan, who had just taken Wen Yangzhi's hand to unlock the phone: "..."

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