Chapter 168: Bewitched by the Second Young Master

Qi Yanjing pinched her chin, bent slightly to look into her eyes, and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "What? You don't recognize your husband anymore?"

He deliberately bit the end of the tone, which sounded particularly seductive.

As soon as he finished speaking, he kissed Wen Zhixian on the lips.

Wen Zhixian came back to her senses, her heart beating faster. Looking at the handsome face with evil in it so close to her, she stood on tiptoe and kissed him again.

It's so fucking evil.

Love it.

The kiss was very light, like a feather falling on his lips. He wanted to hug her, but his body was soaked by the rain.

"Hubby." She glanced at Qi Yanjing, the corners of her mouth raised wildly, and her voice couldn't help but choke up, "Ah...hubby is so handsome."

Qi Yanjing was amused by her. It was raining today and the temperature dropped a few degrees. He held Wen Zhihan's hand and went back to the bedroom, put on his pajamas and went straight to the bathroom.

Wen Zhixian's gaze fell in the direction of the bathroom, and his mind was filled with "Oh shit!"

Her husband turned into a demon.

She was holding her phone and just looked at it, forgetting to take a photo.

She immediately sent a message to Qin Zhaoli, [Tietie, my husband dyed his hair and looks like that evildoer.]

Qin Zhaoli paused when she saw the message Wen Zhixian sent her. She recalled that Qi Yanjing was good-looking. [Is he ugly or good-looking?]

Wen Zhixian: [They all look great. I will definitely take some pictures later. Wait for me! ]

Qin Zhaoli chuckled helplessly, put down his phone and took a sip of the wine in his glass.

Wen Zhihan lay on the bed, anxiously playing with her phone, glancing at the door from time to time. The very light sound of rain outside the window was a complete sleep aid, and she soon felt sleepy again.

Qi Yanjing blew his hair dry before coming out of the bathroom.

Just before I fell asleep, Qi Yanjing pushed the door open.

The moment I saw Qi Yanjing, half of my sleepiness disappeared.

Wen Zhixian patted the seat next to him, and Qi Yanjing walked around.

Her fingertips landed on his neck, slowly slid down from his Adam's apple, and pulled Qi Yanjing's collar. The man followed her wishes and leaned over, with his hands on her sides.

"Are there any more powerful methods?" I have been a celibate ever since that incident with her before the car accident. Now I feel very uncomfortable when she touches me a few times.

Wen Zhixian raised his eyebrows slightly, "Isn't the powerful one in your hands?"

She must sleep with Qi Yanjing today.

Today, for the first time ever, his wife went on the highway with him, so there was no need for him to stay in this Macabaka.

…

"Anything else?" Qi Yanjing asked her meaningfully with a drawling tone.

The panting became heavier.

Wen Zhixian blinked her wet eyes, her gaze slightly blurred. She was clearly unable to think, but she forced herself to concentrate. She leaned over to his lips and kissed him closely, "Hubby, this is the end, um."

So much time had passed that she was getting annoyed and had to say some obscene words to him.

It's really bad.

Her voice was sweet and unclear, and to his ears it sounded like she was acting coquettishly.

Qi Yanjing touched her upper palate with the tip of his tongue and held the back of her head to deepen the kiss.

…

Wen Zhihan was full of fatigue. He lay on his strong and fair chest, groaning in grievance, and said stiffly: "Pleasure my tricks."

Qi Yanjing was leaning against the head of the bed, lust still lingering in his eyes and his whole posture was lazy. He couldn't help laughing when he heard her words.

He pulled down the nightgown that was piled around her waist and held her chin with his hand again, "What did that man ask you to do today?"

Wen Zhixian said with a nasal voice, "You want to marry me."

I didn't think about how he knew that. It was him anyway, so there was no point in asking him anything.

"What did you say?"

"I have a man." She and Qi Yanjing did not break up.

Qi Yanjing kissed her on the forehead, saying, "She's so good."

Just as he thought.

It took Wen Zhixian a long time to come back to her senses. Qi Yanjing just hugged her like this. She asked, "Why did you come back so suddenly?"

"If I don't come back, they will think your man is dead." He gave her the wedding ring while she was still wearing it, and kicked the ring and box ten meters away.

"Where are your parents?" She hummed, "I will protect you."

Qi Yanjing teased her twice, and the little beauty said she wanted to protect him. It was so cute.

He pulled the quilt up and covered Wen Zhihan. It was already two o'clock in the morning and it was time for her to go to sleep.

Just as he lay down, Wen Zhihan suddenly raised his head from his arms. Qi Yanjing raised his eyebrows slightly and said "Hmm?" with a puzzled look.

"I forgot to take a picture of you." She said she wanted to take a picture.

The top three buttons of Qi Yanjing's pajamas were unbuttoned, revealing his delicate, deep collarbone.

He sat up obediently and asked her how she wanted to take the photo.

I was too lazy to get my camera, so I just used my cell phone.

Wen Zhixian stroked his slightly messy silver-gray hair and asked him, "When did you dye it?"

The last time I went there, he still had pure black hair.

"Tonight." I was late because I went to dye my hair.

"Why did you want to dye your hair?"

"Don't you like it?" He leaned back lazily, looking relaxed: "Look at you, you are so fascinated by it."

Tsk, it made him feel so accomplished.

Wen Zhixian looked at him and said, "If I don't look at you, then I should look at someone else?"

Qi Yanjing gritted his teeth and said very slowly: "Then you try it."

The second young master became more and more arrogant after returning home.

Wen Zhixian suddenly remembered something and hesitated, "So aren't you going to work like this tomorrow?"

Qi Yanjing said "hmm".

Wen Zhihan choked up, not knowing what would happen tomorrow.

This is not formal at all.

Wen Zhixian fixed his hair, knelt on the bed to find the angle for him, and pointed at his collar: "Button it up, and observe some male ethics."

He smiled, "Well, I can only show you."

After fastening it, he stretched out his long arms and pulled her into his arms, made her sit on his lap, and took her cell phone. How could his wife not be in the photo?

He also knew how to take pictures. After taking several pictures, he asked Zhixian, "Is it okay?"

In the photo, Wen Zhihan's bare face still had a slight blush from the love affair, and she looked adorable.

The two of them were looking at the photos. Qi Yanjing was only paying attention to Wen Zhixian in the photos, and Wen Zhixian was also only paying attention to Qi Yanjing in the photos.

Wen Zhixian was quite satisfied and took a few more photos of Qi Yanjing alone.

Of all the photos, her favorite was the one in which Qi Yanjing was making a V sign with his hands behind his back. The camera was shot from an upward angle, and it looked like he was looking at trash with contempt. It was so oppressive.

I adjusted the filter and used it as my phone wallpaper.

Then I picked out a nice photo and sent it to Qin Zhaoli, [Iron, he is really handsome!!!]

When Qi Yanjing saw that she sent this message to her sisters, he curled his lips.

By the time the message was sent, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

She thought Qin Zhaoli had fallen asleep, after all, it was already this late.

Unexpectedly, Qin Zhaoli sent a message very quickly: [Yes, handsome. ]

After returning home, he lost his elegance and became wild and arrogant.