She raised her head and met Wen Yangzhi's gaze by the window. His gaze was like a torch, dark and bright.
Her heart trembled.
He noticed she was wearing the necklace.
What would he think about her wearing it now? She was too anxious and rushed...
After saying hello to Zhao Qin, Yun Yuwan followed Assistant Zheng upstairs anxiously.
Entering the inner room, Jiang Jianqing looked at the girl he had only met briefly.
I mourned for her in my heart.
Such an important necklace was opened by her without permission.
Wen Yangzhi, on the other hand, didn't reveal anything. He was wearing a slightly calm and sexy British 20s suit, with a few buttons still unbuttoned at the collar of his shirt, and his Adam's apple was raised.
The calm attire makes him look more dignified and mature.
Yun Yuwan only felt more attractive than yesterday.
Wen Yangzhi raised his eyes.
She wore that ostentatious necklace, and the purest color of the white dress also made her dress flamboyantly.
Especially this necklace helps the evildoers do evil.
She was like a homing pigeon released in the green spring, flying with a green olive branch in its mouth.
It was so dazzlingly beautiful that everyone saw it, and the necklace could no longer be given away.
Seeing Wen Yangzhi's eyes falling on the necklace, she felt nervous and excited, and asked tentatively: "Does it look good?"
Assistant Zheng thought it was a bit ridiculous.
Did she have the nerve to ask?
Jiang Jianqing has already started to put some wax on her.
But to their surprise, Wen Yangzhi did not lose his temper, but looked at her calmly: "Do you like this necklace so much?"
"Yeah." She responded shyly.
It felt like he was asking if he liked him.
Assistant Zheng thought that the boss was going to lose his temper. This was given to the lady that Mr. Wen liked.
Wen Yangzhi moved his eyes away from her neck, but did not scold her:
"Don't go downstairs again tonight, just stay here."
She was puzzled: "But auntie said she wanted to introduce a new friend to me..."
"Wait." Wen Yangzhi's tone was flat and indifferent, and he could not refuse.
Assistant Zheng thought it was indeed the case.
Jiang Jianqing was afraid of getting into trouble, so he waved to Assistant Zheng, and the two quietly exited the room and closed the door, choosing not to watch the storm.
There were only two people left in the room, and the atmosphere was dark, calm on the surface but turbulent on the inside.
Wen Yangzhi's eyes darkened: "Sit over here."
Sit over here...
She looked around with her peripheral vision and saw that they were the only two people here.
Yun Yuwan's face suddenly burned up. She looked at Wen Yangzhi, who was sitting with his long legs spread slightly.
She walked over to him with some embarrassment, moved to his side, gently bent her knees, and sat on his lap wearing black suit pants.
The weight on his legs dropped. Wen Yangzhi raised his eyelids, turned his gaze slightly, and fixed on Yun Yuwan's face, his eyes deep.
Yun Yuwan could only sit on one side, a little unsteady. She put her hand on his chest and gently grabbed the lapels of his suit.
Wen Yangzhi said nothing, but Yun Yuwan's heartbeat quickened.
She sat on Wen Yang's lap for the first time.
Looking at him so close, you can even see clearly each of his eyebrows and eyelashes, as well as the slight greenness on his beard. Even after shaving, there is still a light residual color. You have to be very close to see it. He looks fresh, masculine, and neat. It has to make people feel charming.
He also has a decisive and cold personality, and is vigorous and resolute in his work.
But to her at the moment, it was a man.
The man's aura was so strong that it almost seemed like she was completely exposed to his hormonal offensive.
Yun Yuwan was shy and timid, and she couldn't help but hold on to his collar a little tighter, as if she could catch Wen Yangzhi in this way.
He couldn't help but look at him without retracting his gaze.
Wen Yangzhi reached out and pulled away her hand that was holding his collar.
Yun Yuwan's hand was completely wrapped in a wide, dry palm. His palm was warm and his fingers were long and tightly wrapped.
Her heart was throbbing and sweet, and when she looked at him, she felt that the joy was overflowing her whole body like soft and fluffy feathers, poking into every pore.
Wen Yangzhi held her hand and pulled her hand off his collar.
The moment he let go,
Yun Yuwan took the initiative shyly and boldly, spread her fingers, inserted them between his fingers, and interlocked with his.
That's what he wanted to do.
She had to do it anyway, so why not take the initiative and let him feel her feelings.
How could Wen Yangzhi think about intertwining with her now?
Her hands were clasped by her, and their fingers were still intertwined.
Wen Yangzhi's eyes grew darker, and it was hard to tell whether he was running out of patience with this inexplicable intimacy, or whether he wanted to see through her.
She rubbed his dry palm against his hand, as if she had found a big tree to rely on, clinging to him completely.
Yun Yuwan was secretly happy.
Sure enough, he saw that she couldn't sit still and took the initiative to hold her hand to help her maintain balance.
Wen Yangzhi is so kind.
Wen Yangzhi unexpectedly did not shake her off, nor did he return her hand. Instead, he stayed out of the incident and stared at her calmly: "Yun Yuwan."
When she heard him call her name, his deep and sexy voice was so close, it was like he was calling her right next to her ear.
Yun Yuwan was as shy as a fox trying to wag its tail at humans: "Huh?"
"I asked you to sit down, but I didn't ask you to sit down." His voice was indifferent.
His eyes were half raised, his voice was cold, and his calm words made people feel like still water runs deep.
Yun Yuwan, who was immersed in sweetness, was called back to his senses.
The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became quiet.
He didn't speak, and just looked at her. His stern features had a strong sense of oppression, but he also had a strong sense of control from a man.
Pull back a little of her pretentiousness.
The noise from downstairs drifted in far away, like the bubbles of champagne, very light and faint, but if you pay careful attention, there is a presence that cannot be ignored.
Yun Yuwan finally realized,
This is someone else's bungalow. Although the door is closed in the room, it is still someone else's house. No matter how anxious Wen Yangzhi is, the possibility that Wen Yangzhi will ask her to sit on his lap is really low.
And he is such a strict person.
So what Wen Yangzhi meant at the beginning was to ask her to sit next to him?
Yun Yuwan was shocked that he had made a mistake.
What would Wen Yangzhi think? Does he think she is in a hurry...
Rarely, a sense of shame burned in her ears, and she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in: "So you asked me to sit next to you."
She let go of Wen Yangzhi's hand: "I think too much, then I'll go down -"
Wen Yangzhi interrupted her: "Is this the case for you in Europe?"
His thin lips have neat lines, like a line drawn with a leaf-shaped outline pen. The clearer the line, the sexier it is. When speaking, the lip line opens and closes in a small arc, but it looks ruthless.
Before Yun Yuwan could react, he stopped moving and asked in confusion: "What kind of thing?"
He lightly uttered a few words: "Sit on any man's lap."
Yun Yuwan's body seemed to be frozen.
She paused for a moment and said in shock: "Of course not."
He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at their crossed legs. He raised his long eyes and looked at her indifferently: "Are you sure?"
Yun Yuwan realized later that he had misunderstood something and hurriedly came down.
However, Wen Yangzhi reached out uncharacteristically and suddenly clamped down on her waist, with a sense of punishment, wanting to see her panic and suffering because of her mistake:
"Sit down."
The man's hard finger bones pressed against her tailbone, and the pad of his thumb pressed against the soft belly, pushing her down and asking her to sit here.
