Wen Wei exhaled a puff of smoke: "How beautiful, do you want a female star?"
Wen Yangzhi raised his eyelids, and Fu Xi's eyes were distant: "You only like female celebrities, I don't."
Wen Wei choked again.
Not only the ones he is looking for outside, but also his wife is a star.
Zhao Qin was a very famous actress when she was young, and even now some people still remember her old works.
When she was at her most popular, Wen Wei married her directly.
It also created Wen Yangzhi's extremely outstanding appearance and extremely high vision.
Growing up, Wen Wei never saw him praising anyone for being beautiful, nor did he see him looking at girls differently. He didn't even show any signs of adolescence.
Wen Wei was helpless: "I'll let your mother take a look again."
Fortunately, Wen Yangzhi doesn't like female celebrities. Most of today's female celebrities are just playthings of chaebols. How many of them are clean and self-sufficient?
"Don't force it if you can't find it." Wen Yangzhi said coldly.
Wen Wei knew that he actually didn't want to find it.
For a while, he even wondered if Yang Zhi liked the same sex, which was why he was so close to the good-looking boy from the Jiang family.
Later, when the young man from the Jiang family got married directly and Yangzhi didn't react at all, he finally understood.
This boy naturally doesn't have much time to think about things between men and women.
But his sister can't be disturbed by him anymore.
"The Jiang family will be here tonight." Wen Weiduo reminded him.
Wen Yangzhi didn't even raise his eyelids: "The reason."
"At the last dance, your mother said that you asked your sister not to go downstairs and missed the opportunity to introduce the Jiang family's youngest son to your sister. Don't disturb them this time."
Wen Yangzhi said mercilessly: "It has nothing to do with me, you can make your own arrangements."
Wen Wei breathed a sigh of relief.
After the conversation ended, Wen Yangzhi walked out of the tea room, feeling bored for no reason, and lit a cigarette in the stairwell.
The servants in the Wen family's old house use the staff passage, while Zhao Qin and Wen Wei always take the elevator.
There is almost no one in the stairwell, but Wen Yangzhi sometimes comes here to get some fresh air.
Yun Yuwan waited in the corridor opposite the tea room for a long time. When he saw him coming out, he happily went downstairs and ran to the stairwell.
Wen Yangzhi was protecting the fire and lighting the smoke.
A blushing pink figure appeared in front of him at an inappropriate time, with a light scent of tuberose.
The wind she brought when she jumped over shook the flames in his hands.
Wen Yangzhi didn't even raise his eyes to look at her. After lighting the cigarette, he clicked on the rectangular pure copper lighter.
He raised his eyes slightly and looked at her coldly.
Yun Yuwan wore a slim-fitting blush pink skirt, revealing her long and slender thighs, which were dazzlingly white. Thin slings were hung on her thin shoulders, revealing her delicate collarbone and neck lines, and her chest was round and not too large. It is straight up, with a little soft peach-like curvature exposed under the collar.
Her face was so tender that she could squeeze out water, and a few strands of broken hair fell beside her ears, so beautiful that she was full of life.
Like a pink rose, swaying in the wind.
She wore makeup, but it was very light. Her cheeks and the ends of her eyes were pink, as if she was slightly drunk after drinking. She looked soft and seductive.
If you are a man, you will look twice.
But Wen Yangzhi didn't show anything, holding the cigarette between his long and strong fingers.
Standing in front of the wide French stained glass window, brilliant polarized light reflected on his face. The cold and hard outlines undulated to separate the light and dark, and most of his tall figure was shrouded in the colored light.
Yun Yuwan leaned closer to his body: "Brother, you are back."
He smoked a cigarette and narrowed his long eyes slightly, making them difficult to distinguish.
She leaned close to him, almost touching his body, and he could feel the soft warmth pressing into his chest.
She deliberately raised her face to let him see: "Have you noticed the difference between me today and usual?"
She is like a gardenia, white and soft, with a rich and fragrant fragrance. Anyone else here would probably want to pinch her hard.
But the person standing here was Wen Yangzhi, and he just looked at it coldly.
The difference is so obvious that even a fool can see it, let alone Wen Yangzhi.
She deliberately showed off her beauty and pure charm to let him see her for appreciation.
After a moment, Wen Yangzhi reached out and pressed her face with his thumb, the smoke of the cigarette still lingering between his fingers.
Yun Yuwan almost drowned in his deep eyes.
Wen Yangzhi's voice was low: "What do you mean by dressing up like this?"
He noticed!
Yun Yuwan's excited heart almost soared into the sky.
Of course it's to seduce him, do you still need to ask?
How could a man be so mean? He knew that she was dressing up to show him, but he still insisted on speaking out in embarrassment.
The man's rough fingertips were pressed against her tender cheek, and the frosted texture made her tremble. However, his fingertips stayed still for a long time, and she couldn't help but want to bring her face up to let him touch her.
Great, he likes it.
His voice was low and cold: "Do you really want to marry Jiang Yingyu?"
The air condensed for a moment.
"Jiang Yingyu?" Yun Yuwan looked puzzled, "Who is Jiang Yingyu?"
Wen Yangzhi didn't touch her, and a piece of ashes fell from the cigarette between his fingers and fell to the ground.
The Jiang family is coming over today.
She wore an outfit that she had never worn before, which was particularly seductive.
She generally lived a free life in Europe, but she changed a lot after she came back, especially when it came to matters between men and women, there were no previous boundaries and barriers.
But at my age, there’s nothing wrong with that.
She is no longer the little girl she used to be.
He moved his hand away: "There's no need to ask me, just do what you think is appropriate."
Yun Yuwan felt a little strange, but couldn't put it into words.
He didn't give her time to think: "I'm going to swim."
Wen Yangzhi's words were concise and to the point: "In half an hour, come find me at the swimming pool."
Yun Yuwan's face suddenly turned red.
…pool?
it's not good.
Is she so beautiful today?
She was too embarrassed to take it off for him to see.
Wen Yangzhi walked away without saying anything more.
Half an hour later, Yun Yuwan opened the swimming pool door anxiously.
The second villa after entering Wenyuan has a private indoor swimming pool, covering an area of 500 square meters, but the family rarely uses it. The only people who usually come in and out are cleaning servants. This is only the second time she has set foot here.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw Wen Yangzhi sitting on the bench wearing a white bathrobe.
The soaked short black hair was pulled back into a back, with a few strands hanging down, revealing his sexy eyebrow arch and bridge of nose. The looming muscle lines spread under the bathrobe. He tied a knot casually in front of his waist and sat with his legs spread. , looking down at his mobile phone.
Most likely dealing with official business.
She had never seen this side of him.
He was so exposed that Yun Yuwan felt that the atmosphere was thick, and the man's hormones rushed to his face.
Yun Yuwan also changed her clothes, sheepishly wrapped herself in a bath towel and moved over in small steps, and sat down next to him.
Wen Yangzhi didn't put down his phone: "Are you ready?"
Yun Yuwan was puzzled: "What are you preparing for?"
Wen Yangzhi looked at her, his deep and sexy eyebrows were very aggressive: "Welcome to this relationship."
Yun Yuwan's blood surged in an instant, and the blood seemed to rush to the top of her head. She sat closer to him and said shyly, "I'm ready."
