Chapter 21 She flirted with him
Si Moyan, who was running, turned around and looked at the woman who entered the gym.
She was wearing yoga clothes, which were very short, revealing a small part of her fair and slender waist.
Her long hair was tied into a bun, her face was unmade up, and her facial features were bright and beautiful.
When she saw him looking at her, she curled her red lips lazily and coquettishly, "Honey, really, you want to exercise?"
[What kind of look was that when he looked at me? It was deep and emitting a fiery flame, as if it wanted to swallow me whole.]
[Wow, he was not just moved by seeing me in yoga clothes, right?]
If he was moved, his disgust level would be lower, but Dabai didn't say anything, which showed that he was completely calm inside.
What a dog man whose mind is hard to figure out.
Wen Yan walked to the treadmill next to Si Moyan. While running, she looked at the man with sharp features and handsome face, "Husband, do you know what I want to do most in my life now?"
Si Moyan opened his thin lips and said, "Not interested."
Wen Yan blinked her fox eyes and looked at him affectionately, "If you are not interested, I will tell you that the thing I want to do most in my life is to love you, kiss you, and sleep with you."
Si Moyan's big hands that were holding the handrails of the treadmill suddenly tightened.
His hands were slender and pure, with distinct joints and neatly trimmed nails. They were a pair of very thin and beautiful hands.
Although this man is cold and hateful, every inch of him is in her heart.
"Honey, your hands are so long, so thick, and so beautiful."
[It's really suitable for grabbing my bed sheets late at night, hehe. 】
Si Moyan, "..."
She must have been a nymphomaniac in her previous life!
Si Moyan ignored her. He wore headphones, his face was cold and stern, keeping people at a distance.
Wen Yan had never seen such an unkind and unromantic man.
[You damned Bailey, you had to make me flirt with an air conditioner. Would you die if it was someone else? ]
Dabai: [Beautiful host, Dabai will not die, but you will. ]
Wen Yan, “…”
My dearest friend!
"Sister-in-law, you and brother are exercising." Si Jingyi ran over with an attentive look on his face.
Wen Yan failed to seduce Si Moyan. She was not interested and just hummed lightly.
"Sister-in-law, if you need anything at home, just tell my second brother."
Wen Yan looked at Si Jingyi's handsome and charming face, she raised her eyebrows, "It's not very convenient for me to travel."
Si Jingyi immediately handed over the key to his sports car, "Sister-in-law, I'll give you my sports car to drive."
Is it fake?
Does your love brain suddenly change?
Wen Yan took the car key and raised her eyebrows, "Tell me, what can I help you with?"
Si Jingyi waved his hands, "No, no, I just feel sorry for my misunderstanding of you, sister-in-law. By the way, sister-in-law, I need a female lead in my new play. Do you want to try? The main thing is that the heroine of this play has been decided in advance. If there is an opportunity in the next play, sister-in-law can play the female lead."
Wen Yan smiled gently, "I am not interested in acting for the time being. I am only interested in your elder brother."
Si Jingyi looked at his elder brother who was as cold as an iceberg. He lowered his voice and said to Wen Yan, "Sister-in-law, my elder brother used to be in the special forces. He is very strong. Look at his arm strength. You can lift two of them without any problem."
Wen Yan glanced at Si Moyan's arms with smooth and perfect muscular lines.
【Tsk, it really doesn’t poke. 】
[So delicious, I really want to sit on his arm and swing! ]
The man who can hear Wen Yan's inner voice even with headphones, "..."
His handsome jawline was tight and his voice was deep and cold. "I can punch you and make you lose interest in me."
Wen Yan pulled the corner of her lower lip.
She turned off the treadmill, turned off his treadmill as well, and then stood on his treadmill.
The two stood close to each other.
She stretched her bright and charming face in front of him, tilted her head slightly, and pressed her chest against his. "Come on, why don't you punch me and try?"
The corners of her eyes were light red, and her beautiful fox eyes were staring at him straight as if they were hooks.
At that moment, she looked like an enchanting enchantress.
No wonder she calls herself Wen Daji.
She does have that potential.
A faint fragrance wafted to Si Moyan's nose.
He lowered his eyes to look at her chest pressed against his. His hands hanging at his sides were clenched into fists, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were clearly visible.
Sexy Adam's apple, rolling slightly.
"Wen Yan, don't think I don't dare!" His low, hoarse voice seemed to burst out from his larynx.
Wen Yan placed her slender fingertips on his shoulders, and she tiptoed slightly, her red lips close to his ears, her voice soft and charming, her breath as sweet as orchid, "Come on, beat me up."
[If you dare to hit me, I will make you a eunuch in the future, you little Yanzi. ]
puff--
Si Jingyi, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't help himself and burst into laughter.
His sister-in-law is so interesting.
She appears to be a seductive little devil on the outside, but is actually a cruel and violent womanizer on the inside.
Her fighting ability is so high that even her big brother, who used to be the best in everything in the special forces, might find it a bit too much to handle.
"Sister-in-law, my eldest brother just said that. Although the men in our Si family are lewd and have no sense of morality, they have a good habit of never laying hands on women."
Si Moyan got off the treadmill with a gloomy face. He put one hand into his trouser pocket, as if he was trying to restrain something. He glanced at Si Jingyi coldly, "I'm not flirting!"
Having said that, he walked out.
Si Jingyi noticed that his elder brother walked a little awkwardly, so he lowered his voice and said to Wen Yan, "My elder brother is stuffy."
Wen Yan nodded in agreement, "I can see that."
Of all the people in his body, he has the toughest mouth!
…
After exercising, Wen Yan went back to the bedroom to take a rose petal bath.
After taking care of her skin, she turned on her phone to see if there was any way to make money.
She saw a message about a fashion design competition.
The Paris Fashion Design Competition, held every four years, will hold auditions in China. The top winners in China will receive a prize of NT$500,000. If they win the grand prize in the final, the prize will be even more generous.
Wen Yan's eyes were bright.
Money, she wants money!
She immediately got up and sat in front of the dressing table to draw the design.
After an unknown amount of time, the phone message sounded.
Sent from Wen's mother:
[You actually ate a free meal outside, cheated Boss Huo, sprained your eldest brother's wrist, and kicked Yin Yin! ]
[After you were adopted into the Wen family, you bullied Yueyue, and now that you are married to the Si family, you are still not obedient. Do you want to bring shame to our Wen family? ]
[If I had known you were such a person, I should have strangled you to death when I gave birth to you! ]
[Having a daughter like you is a shame for my whole life. Why don't you just die? ]
These vicious words immediately hurt 깊 Wenyan's heart.
No, it should be the original owner's heart.
Perhaps she had been too eager to get the attention and recognition of the Wen family, and the original owner had worked hard to get it, but she grew up in the countryside, was clumsy and vulgar, and in many ways could not compare to Wen Yue, who had been carefully cared for and cultivated by the Wen family since childhood.
The original owner gradually became bad and committed suicide. Wasn't the Wen family the source?
The most ironic thing is that they are her blood relatives!
Wen Yan closed her eyes, and after the sharp pain in her heart subsided, she murmured in a low voice:
——Don't worry, I will punish those who hurt, bully, and look down on you!