Wen Yanxi took a sip of red wine before speaking, "Yanchen, do we still have to perform in front of everyone? How is this different from a real wedding?"
The corners of Mu Yanchen's lips suddenly froze while he was speaking, and he realized that there was no expectation on Wen Yanxi's face, as if she had stayed out of the matter.
"I'm sorry, Yan Xi, did I make you feel uncomfortable?"
He leaned closer, his warm breath falling beside Wen Yanxi's ear, "If you feel uncomfortable, please tell me as soon as possible, okay? I don't want to embarrass you."
Wen Yanxi raised her eyes and met his sincere gaze, somewhat embarrassed, "I thought I was dealing with your family privately, but I didn't expect you to announce it to the world and put on a show in front of everyone. This is beyond my expectations."
Mu Yanchen nodded, quickly put down the cup in his hand, and freed his hands to hug her shoulders. "I'm sorry for not thinking it through and making you feel bad. I'll take care of those advertisements and the wedding. Don't worry, okay?"
His voice was gentle, and his warm palm gently brushed across Wen Yanxi's back. "I don't know when it started, but when I became aware of the voice deep within my body and mind, it seemed a little too late. If you're unhappy, I'll be sad too. My heart will always beat for you."
This is what he really thinks.
Wen Yanxi smiled softly, "I feel most comfortable with you. If I wasn't sure that we were not related by blood, I would really doubt that you were my long-lost brother."
My dear brother...
These three words pierced Mu Yanchen's heart deeply. He was jealous, envious, and even hated himself for not being Qi Sihan!
This way, he could accompany Wen Yanxi in more ways. He could possess Wen Yanxi's breath anytime and anywhere, taste the flavor of her red lips, and even do more...
But now he could only hug her and could do nothing else.
The two sat on the sofa and chatted, drinking all the red wine on the table.
Wen Yanxi leaned on his shoulder with red cheeks and fell asleep.
Mu Yanchen drank the red wine in his hand and then looked at Wen Yanxi. Her skin was very delicate and shiny, and the corners of her lips were slightly red, just like cherry blossoms, making people want to taste it.
He picked up Wen Yanxi and placed her on the bed with care. He gently hooked her hair with his hand, bent down and kissed her forehead.
He looked at Wen Yanxi who was sleeping soundly and couldn't help but called out softly, "Yanxi, are you asleep?"
“…” Wen Yanxi didn’t even move her eyelids, like a lazy cat.
While she was sleeping, Mu Yanchen secretly kissed the tip of her nose and her thin lips. He didn't dare to continue. If Wen Yanxi found out about his behavior, she would definitely think that he had deceived her.
After he turned off the bedside lamp, he heard the phone ringing on the sofa.
Mu Yanchen walked over, picked it up and saw an unfamiliar number.
But just by looking at the content of the conversation, you can easily guess who it is.
In the photo, Wen Yanxi looked like she had been fished out of a red wine barrel. Her eyes were filled with lust, and her slightly parted red lips were as gorgeous and dangerous as a seductive Lycoris radiata.
"Do you remember when this expression of yours came from? Was it when we were in bed, in the car, in the bathroom, or on the sofa? This expression of yours looks much better than when you're angry!"
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