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Chapter 32

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    "My partner, there is" Wen Wen stretched out her hand, pretending to be ready to count.

    Yan Motou's face was so dark that he could drop water. Seeing her white and tender little hands moving, he was about to get angry. Wen Xin quickly put his hands down and walked to him in a flattering manner, "You really want to  Do you know?" He reached out and gently shook his arm.

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    "Then let's talk in my room. I can't say anything here." Wen Xin didn't pull him away anymore, so she leaned next to him quietly, looking up at him with her little flower-like face, and discussed with her delicately.  .

    Demon Head Yan¡¯s eyes were wary, ¡°Why are you going to your room?

    ¡°Tsk, the alertness is quite high.

    "Of course you have to talk to your partner in the room. You don't dare to go. Are you scared?" She said to him with a smile showing her eight teeth.

    ¡°It is estimated that all men have heard the words "dare" and "fear", especially Yan Motou, who has been an instructor in the army. He stared at her, and what else did he not dare to do?

    Just dare!  Finally, he was half pushed into the room by Wen Wenxin.

    It was the first time for Yan Zeyang to enter a cozy room. It turned out that it was just a place to store sundries, so he tidied it up temporarily, put in a bed and moved in.

    As soon as he entered, he frowned. The place was a bit small and the ventilation was not good.

    There is a table on the left, and a wooden table and cabinet beside it. There are a few bottles of something unknown on it. The wooden bed is covered with soft cotton and off-white sheets. Because there is no quilt, the same off-white quilt is folded casually.  At the end of the bed.

    The curtains are light yellow plaid curtains, tied at the corner of the window. There are two glass bottles on the windowsill and on the clean cabinet, one tall and one short, with the blue and yellow colors everywhere on the roadside of the military area.  Wild chrysanthemums and dots of colors decorate this small room cleanly, warmly and brightly. Even though the place is small, it looks very comfortable. There is an atmosphere that a woman is at home.

    Wenxin is a person who understands the joys of life very well. No matter how bad the environment is, she must make her stay as comfortable as possible. This is because she planned to stay for ten days and a half before leaving. She hasn't put much effort into it yet.  Packing up.

    When I got close to the bed, I didn¡¯t know whether it was the fragrance of flowers or something else, and it breathed into my lungs. The fragrance was alluring.

    However, clean is clean, but for a soldier who is qualified in internal affairs, it is different. Things are too messy, the quilt is not folded into four square corners, and several pairs of shoes are worn and changed at will, and there is no one-to-one arrangement.  Put them neatly.

    Bottles and jars were piled high and low on the table, and the washed clothes in the basket were folded very casually. A few pieces were folded and thrown on top.

    And the clothes you have worn, why are they hung on the wall?

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? It¡¯s not up to standard anywhere.

    With eyes as serious as radar, Demon Head Yan inspected the room in an orderly manner, not missing even a single corner of the room.

    How could Wen Xin know this? When she closed the door, she looked back. She was wearing a military uniform, with a heroic back, a lean waist, and long legs.

    She couldn't help but pursed her lips and showed a smile of success. Of course she could see why Captain Yan was angry. It was because they had a blind date before and someone came to the door. When he saw her standing with other gay men, he couldn't help but smile.  I felt comfortable, so I wanted to get angry with her.

    What does this mean? It means that he has begun to take himself into consideration.

    It means that now she has been placed under his jurisdiction. Look, she has started to control everything. When a person starts to care about your life and your friends, it means that he is caring.  Now that you are interested in it, isn¡¯t it easy to take him down by yourself?

    She has been coveting this strong body for a long time. It was so difficult to meet her, how could she miss it!

    There is no place to sit in the room. The bed is on the right side of the room.

    After all, the room was small, and when Yama stood there with his head bare, it seemed as if he took up more than half of the room, and the air became thinner. This is not good for people with large lung capacity.

    Finally, Wenxin pulled him to the bed and sat down.

    As soon as he sat down, the faint fragrance of her body scent on the bed went straight into his nose. What could be more calming than the fragrance of a woman?

    But on the surface, Demon Head Yan remained calm, sitting there with his legs straddling him.

    "Tell me, a few of them, please tell me clearly to what extent they have reached." Captain Yan stared at her with a stern expression and asked in a sonorous voice,p; "No, I have something to ask you, your dress" This white dress is the same one she wore on the last blind date. What a coincidence, the two people on the blind date were at the door, and she was still wearing the same dress that day.  skirt, no wonder the smooth-tongued man was so excited.

    In the end, he heard Wen Xin whispering in his mouth, "Skirt? Well, the skirt can be taken off too."

    Speaking, you have to decompose the buckle.

    "Don't take it off! No, button it up!" But the intensity of the voice was already an octave lower, and there was no momentum at all.

    Yan Motou hugged the delicate and soft woman on his legs, and while warning her, he withdrew from her sweet and tender mouth. He endured the tension in his body and tried to untie her slightly open clothes.  Button it up.

    It¡¯s so outrageous!  This woman

    Wen Xin took advantage of his unpreparedness and lightly hooked her little hand somewhere. She didn¡¯t know what kind of clothing it was, and suddenly

    Yan Motou was completely stunned.

    At that moment, all self-control and reason were gone. No man could bear this. At this moment, his eyes immediately seemed frozen. He couldn't say anything for a while, he just stared blankly.  Can't move an inch anymore.

    Soon.

    There was a faint sound of lip pecks coming from inside the closed door, followed by a warm and tender cry, "Well"

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    He Wenyan had an emergency in the department today and came back a little late. Wenxin always cooks in a timely manner, but she was also late today. When she came back, the meal was not ready yet.

    Wen Xin said to her with a smile on her face, "Aunt He, you'll be fine just a moment. I'll make some soup and you can eat after washing your hands."

    He Wenyan looked at her one more time. She was still smiling and looked natural. After saying that, he entered the kitchen. He Wenyan took a look into the kitchen and found that the eldest young man of the Yan family who never entered the kitchen was in the kitchen, standing by the sink, washing his hands.  vegetable?

    Yan Zeyang washes vegetables?

    This made He Wenyan stunned for a moment, a little unbelievable.

    After Wenxin went in, he went to the closet to get something. He was afraid that Wenxin wouldn't be able to reach it, so he helped her get the things down. How could such a big gay man squeeze into such a small kitchen just to help Wenxin do this and that?

    He Wenyan knew right away that the two of them were getting along. The day she sent Wenxin from the Wen family, she had already made up her mind. She felt that Wenxin's soft temper could best cure the tough temper of the devil in the Yan family.  When the two of them stand together, they look harmonious no matter how you look at them.

    I feel like this makes sense.

    It is a good thing for her to marry a girl with good temperament like Wen Wen into the Yan family. At least it is better than marrying into the Yan family with a hot-tempered and boundless girl. Her stepmother can continue to do the same.  She was safe and sound, her home was peaceful, and Weiguo could come back a few more times. She never thought that the second marriage would be harder than she imagined, and she would not be able to withstand any more storms. After all, she was not young, and  I'm tired, it's good to be steady like this.

    However, after seeing that the two of them were really getting along, and watching Yan Weiguo's son say nothing while cooking, he felt sorry for Wen Wen and wished he could do it himself.

    He Wenyan felt sour in her heart. She couldn't explain how she felt. She had heard that the men of the Yan family were all good men and they all loved their wives. Even this little devil of the Yan family, who never gave women a good look, felt distressed when he found someone he liked.  , but she had never gotten even a little bit of such feelings from Wei Guo.

    Is this the result of having no emotional basis?  She forced herself here, and now there is nothing left except a stable life.

    " Seeing the devil of the Yan family walking around Wen Xin, scolding her from time to time, but the sweetness between the two people's eyebrows was so sweet that it was a bit dazzling, so she turned around and entered the bathroom.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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