Mr.Yan chased his wife: marry one and get two free

Yan Si's cold food finger is slender. Obviously, he is only releasing the button, but his action is extremely elegant and pleasing to the eye.

But wenran was not in the mood to appreciate these at the moment. A trace of panic crossed her eyes and her voice trembled a little, "you, what are you going to do?"

"Take off your clothes." Yan Sihan smiled with a trace of evil, "don't you see?"

He said, deliberately taking a few steps towards wenran in the hot spring.

Wenran held his head back, didn't look at him, and closed his eyes.

While Yan Sihan took off his soaked shirt, the man had gone in front of Wen ran.

"Afraid?"

The man's voice with a bad smile sounded from above.

Wenran bit her lips, gently raised her head and opened her eyes.

The man took off his shirt and showed his strong upper body.

When I was wearing clothes, I didn't show up. Now I found that the man in front of me had very white skin, but it wasn't morbid white, and it wouldn't give people a sense of feminization.

The eight abdominal muscles of his upper body, like a beast with primitive strength, are always proving his dignity as a man.

Wenran unconsciously stepped back.

Unfortunately, behind her is the spring bank. She can't retreat.

The man had already bullied him, just when wenran wanted to reach out and push him away.

Yan Sihan threw his wet shirt into his hand, took the clothes prepared by the hotel and put it on his body.

He took a few steps back and pulled away from Wen ran.

The strong masculinity finally left.

Wenran slowly breathed out a breath.

Yan Sihan smiled and dialed the phone, "well, go buy two sets of clothes, yes, one for men and one for women, and send them to Room 303 within ten minutes."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Sihan still looked at Wen ran with a smile.

Don't talk.

Wenran was looked at by him, and his body was hairy.

She looked down at herself.

Although she was wet through, her long skirt was conservative, and the buttons were tied to the top one.

But after thinking about it, she took out the hotel clothes and put them on herself.

Then he sat down slowly.

The room fell into silence for a time.

Wen ran lowered his eyebrows and was quiet.

"What are you thinking?"

Yan Sihan's low voice sounded.

Wenran looked up and said, "nothing."

Yan Sihan asked her, "why did you choose me?"

Wen ran was stunned, "ah?"

Yan Sihan said, "with Miss Wen's excellent appearance and cultivation, it's not difficult to get married, or to marry a rich family. Why choose me?"

Wenran thought for a moment and said, "maybe it's because we all want each other."

Yan Sihan smiled, "do you know what I want?"

Wenran nodded.

Yan Sihan didn't speak again, but his eyes didn't leave wenran.

The quiet appearance of women makes people fascinated.

After about ten seconds, Yan Sihan continued, "the wonton you made last night was delicious."

Wenran said, "thank you."

Yan Sihan asked, "where did you go after your parents died? My mother said that later, she asked someone to find you, but they were all stuck with your uncle. I didn't want to mention your sadness, but I was a little curious. "

Wenran: "there's nothing to be sad about. They've been dead for a long time. I almost forget what they look like."

"Me too." Yan Si smiled bitterly, "I'm about to forget my father."

Wen ran was stunned and looked up at him.

Others say that Yan Si is cold and domineering, and his happiness and anger are not in color.

But unexpectedly, he also has such a weak side.

For a moment, Wen ran felt pity for each other and completely forgot that the man in front of her had a word that determined her ability for the rest of her life.

Wenran got up, passed him, sat down half a meter away from him and looked at him sideways.

Her voice was very light, like afraid to disturb other people's dreams. She said, "it doesn't matter. At least, you have relatives."

Yan Sihan looked at her.?

A woman's face is only as big as a palm and a pair of eyes.

Yan Sihan suddenly said in his mind: originally, eyes can really talk.

At this time, the door was knocked.

The waitress pushed the door in, holding two shopping bags in her hand and said respectfully, "Mr. Yan, your driver just sent it. Will you put it here? "

Yan Sihan: "yes."

The waitress put down the bag and left.

Wen ran put on his clothes, got up and walked slowly to the other bank.

Soaking in the same hot spring with Yan Sihan always makes her uncomfortable.

The wrist was clasped by Yan Sihan behind him.