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Chapter 46

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    The warm hands are still hugging his waist. His waist is lean and strong, warm and hot, and there is an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in holding him.

    Those previous arguments, quarrels, sad tears, and traveling far away. When I hugged the person in front of me tightly, I forgot everything, only the familiar touch and deep longing remained.

    She pressed her face against his chest, breathing in his scent greedily.

    The hesitation that was wandering around before, the sense of confusion that there was no place for oneself in the vast world, disappeared immediately when he hugged himself. Listening to his words, listening to his breathing, warm in my heart  Full of security, she is actually a person who lacks security and can only be satisfied with him.

    The feeling of being held tightly in his arms is like a cherished jewel, held in the palm of your hand and placed in your heart.

    Wen Xin likes this feeling very much, likes his figure, likes the way he endures pain, likes the rolling tendons of his muscles, likes the strong beating of his heart. Every time he holds himself, it will beat very fast, even the serious ones  I miss the scolding a little bit.

    He gently pulled her away, and Wen Xin became unhappy.

    She can be caring and gentle to others in daily life, but in fact these are just a means. In terms of relationships between men and women, she is actually very domineering. She can flirt with others, but others cannot flirt with her. She must stand up  The one who takes the initiative in the relationship is not just the one who actively pursues it, but the one who is loved. But at the same time, he is also the one who calls it quits. But now the initiative lies with him. He kisses as soon as he comes in and stops after kissing. This makes her unhappy.  Yes, very unhappy.

    When Yan Zeyang pulled away from her, her face didn't look good. Kiss her whenever you want, and stop when you want to stop. The more you don't let me, the more I want. He pulled away, and Wen Xin immediately hugged her again with a little more force.  , but her strength was too weak to contain his strength, so she simply raised her legs, like climbing a tree, trying to hang on it.

    Yan Zeyang was afraid that she would fall. She was clinging to him, and her body was slippery. The green silk she wore was like skin, and he couldn't hold it at all, not to mention the layer of skin under the green silk, which was much softer than the skin.  Silk is smoother and more tender

    So he immediately supported her legs, but the crotch on the side of her clothes was too high. He originally just wanted to stabilize her and prevent her from falling, but he suddenly couldn't hold her in the right place

    The woman¡¯s skin was really smooth and tender. His fingers immediately held the base of her legs. When his slender fingers moved downward, his fingertips swept across

    Wen Xin felt like her whole body had been electrocuted.

    An uncontrollable sound escaped from his throat, and anyone who heard that sound would have his energy and blood welling up.

    Sure enough, the person hugging her began to breathe louder again, and he didn't mention asking her to change clothes. Instead, he came closer and unbearably took her lips in his mouth again. Their breath was disordered and their lips and tongues were intertwined again.  He didn't take his hand away again, gently, lingering in the indescribable.

    ??The continuous soft words and screams that escaped from the corners of her lips were swallowed by him.

    Until he almost had desire and burned himself with fire.

    In the end, Captain Yan used his steely will to hold on.

    The warm and white arms lazily circled his neck, looking at his uncomfortable face, I felt secretly amused.

    As soon as she moved, he stretched out his hand and pinched her arm to take it off. God knows what kind of scenery she saw under her open green silk shirt when she raised her arm like this. Yan Zeyang took a look and recalled the past.  With that tender touch, the string on his head almost broke.

    He felt that almost all of his strong willpower, which could withstand torture and forced confessions, was used on her.

    "Ah, it hurts!" When he squeezed her arm, it was like squeezing the whitest, most delicate and soft cake. His fingers immediately sank into the flesh. He didn't dare to squeeze again. When she said it hurt, his strength  He let go all of a sudden.

    Wen Xin saw the cautious look on his face. It was probably the shadow left by her last talk about domestic violence. She said that deliberately. As expected, he didn't dare to touch her. She couldn't help but smile and pursed her lips.

    Looking at the two snow-white career lines that were looming in the open clothes, Captain Yan looked away with difficulty, "Let go and put your clothes on properly."

    "I don't!"

    "Are you trying to get pregnant?" He turned back and glared at her.

    Wen Xin almost stopped laughing.

    "I want to!" Wen Wen said angrily, "I want to have a child of yours and hide it so you can never find it."

    "you dare!"

    "I dare you. I won't let him call you dad. Let him call someone else dad."

    "You!" Demon Head Yan was so angry that his nose almost crooked, this woman!  Is it annoying?

    ?But the current era is different. Women and men get closer, and if they are bumped into a few times, they will be gossiped, let alone a place where a group of men are.

    "Who do women recruit male customers? Have you ever thought about it?" Yan Zeyang asked her sternly. When he came yesterday, he saw her dressed up in a pink sweater, like an ignorant rabbit falling into a wolf.  Same as in the group.

    He saw her here, in such a place, in front of so many men shouting and drinking, unprepared and unaware. Yan Zeyang was very angry. At that time, at the table next to the room, there was a man with gold-rimmed glasses.  , what did you say?  What's the color of the little girl?  Comparing her beauty with others, commenting on her, that bastard from the magazine, he may not really want to have sex with her, most of the time it is just for fun. Are there not many people who play with women under the guise of sex with her now?

    never seen it?  I haven¡¯t seen it, but not enough people have seen it!  There are scumbags at all times.

    Yan Zeyang was very strong. He could hold her arm and pull her in front of him in one go. Only last night did Wen Wen find out how strong he was. At her weight, he picked her up like a toy, "Don't keep shaking me."  , shaking makes my chest hurt."

    Yan Motou was furious. When he heard her say that the shaking made her chest hurt, he couldn't help but pause. He had pulled her a little too hastily just now, and his chest did shake several times, but his face became even darker.  Which man can bear this? Even with the Wei family taking care of him, he still doesn't feel comfortable leaving Wen Xin here. How can he feel relieved? He even wants to mess up the business here.

    I also thought of various threats to make the couple leave.

    "What's wrong with women soliciting male customers? They are a couple and they are doing business seriously here. Isn't the country relaxing its policies and allowing individual businesses to be privately owned next year?"

    "Then do you know that you still have a business, which is open in the fireworks alley, and you hide it secretly like a thief every day?" Yan Zeyang said angrily: "You didn't see the decoration of this house, did you? Do it seriously?  Is this how the business is opened? The hall takes up space and does not receive reception. It is empty and pretentious. Inside, there are flower windows, a pavilion, and red and green hangings. A group of men are drinking and reveling in it, relieving their frustrations. How is it appropriate? What does it look like?  Can¡¯t you tell? What¡¯s the difference between this kind of room where sheep heads are hung and dog meat is sold, and the previous brothels?¡±

    When Yan Motou first entered, his face turned dark when he saw Wen Xin inside. At that time, he thought, had he actually found such a woman?  The depression in my heart makes me wish I could have a taste of warmth.

    ¡°If it weren¡¯t for the cleverness of Gu, and the hard work of coaxing this fool back, this place would be gone today.

    "Tell me, how do you know so clearly? Have you been there?" Wenxin asked, grabbing his words.

    Yan Zeyang choked.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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