Chen Yao did not force him. She silently took out a handful of silver needles from her personal space under the cover of the shopping bag and put them in her hand.
Then I rolled down the window and said to the driver, "Let me help you see if there's a way around it."
As she spoke, she had already sent the silver needle flying out, and then warned the system: "Just knock him unconscious, don't kill him."
System: "Yes, Master Host!"
Then it guided the silver needle to continue flying, accurately piercing certain acupuncture points of the five strong bodyguards.
The next second, there were a few bangs, and the five strong men fell straight down.
The driver was so frightened that he was stunned.
Chen Yao feigned an exclamation, and then reminded the driver: "Go around them quickly and drive forward, now is the time!"
Soon, the driver reacted, stepped on the accelerator, and quickly drove around them.
After successfully sending Chen Yao to her destination, he drove away from the area at a high speed.
After seeing him leave safely, Chen Yao walked into the villa with the shopping bag in her hand.
After she reached the third floor, she was the first to knock on Wen Zheng's door, "Knock knock knock."
Wen Zheng: "Come in."
Chen Yao walked in somewhat woodenly.
Wen Zheng was leaning against the bed working. When he looked up, he saw that she looked a little strange. So he stopped what he was doing, frowned, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
After putting the shopping bag in her hand aside, Chen Yao said to him, "There's someone waiting for me about 500 meters outside the villa."
Wen Zheng's expression froze. He looked her up and down and asked, "Are you injured anywhere?"
Chen Yao shook her head gently and said, "No."
Wen Zheng immediately took out his cell phone, quickly sent a message to someone, and then asked Chen Yao to come to him.
When Chen Yao came over, she picked up the shopping bag containing the shirt she bought for him. When she reached him, she handed it to him and said, "Mr. Wen, I bought this especially for you. I don't know if you like it."
Wen Zheng took it and put it aside without opening it. Instead, he asked Chen Yao seriously, "Are you scared at this level? Chen Yao, they should be starting soon."
Chen Yao said softly: "Afraid, but not afraid."
She looked at him seriously, her tone sincere: "Mr. Wen, as long as I'm by your side, I'm not afraid at all."
Wen Zheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said to her, "If you want to go out in the future, I will arrange a driver and bodyguard for you. Today, I'm sorry, I didn't expect them to act so quickly."
Chen Yao: "Mr. Wen, I think those people were most likely arranged by someone else. You can check it out."
Chen Yao felt even more like Fang Huihui had deliberately arranged this to teach her a lesson.
Wen Zheng: "Okay, I've already made the arrangements."
Chen Yao smiled and said, "Okay, now can you open the gift I carefully selected for you?"
Wen Zheng paused, then turned to look at the shopping bag he had placed aside, and opened it at Shen Yao's signal.
It's a shirt...
Wen Zheng's hands holding them were a little stiff.
Apart from his relatives and his housekeeper Uncle Chen, no one had ever given him a shirt.
"Chen Yao, thank you." Wen Zheng was a little moved.
"You're welcome." Chen Yao said with a smile.
It was his card anyway.
*
In the evening, before dinner, Chen Yao put all the pajamas she bought today into the washing machine, washed them clean, dried them, and then hung them up to air for a while.
After dinner, she rested in her room for about two hours before taking a shower and changing into one of the milky white pajamas she had bought today.
At ten o'clock in the evening, she walked into his room very ostentatiously as Wen Zheng had instructed.
However, just as she closed the door, a sneaky figure quickly disappeared around the corner as if confirming something.
After Chen Yao walked into Wen Zheng's room, Wen Zheng only glanced at her, then quickly looked away, and then continued to look at the computer in front of him with a calm face, without looking at her again.
Chen Yao was stunned. Ah, is that it?
His gaze stayed on her for less than a second?
A strong sense of frustration surged into her heart.
Could it be that she was too confident and misjudged Wen Zheng's preferences?
Wen Zheng faced the computer and said to Shen Yao calmly, "The bed is very big, you can sleep on the other side. The quilt is already put in place."
Chen Yao hummed uninterestedly, then slowly walked to the other side of the oversized bed and lay down absentmindedly with her back to Wen Zheng.
What she didn't know was that the document on the computer screen in front of Wen Zheng had not been turned over for a long time, and the tips of Wen Zheng's ears began to turn red.
Chen Yao was playing the small game on her phone in boredom until the light in the room suddenly turned off with a "click", leaving only a warm yellow night light. She turned around and faced Wen Zheng.
As the air flowed, Chen Yao's extremely fragrant body fragrance gradually drifted to Wen Zheng's nose.
After Wen Zheng lay down, his face turned slightly red, and his ears were even redder than his face.
He lay flat on his back, not daring to look in Chen Yao's direction, for fear of revealing any embarrassment.
There was a distance between them that seemed as big as one or two beds. Under the dim light, Chen Yao could hardly see Wen Zheng's face. She could only see a tall and strong figure.
This won’t do!
What's the difference between this and a bunk bed?
For a moment, Chen Yao felt that the soft bed beneath her was an obstacle that was holding her back.
Under the quilt, Chen Yao quietly loosened the ties of her nightgown, letting it spread out a little, but not completely open.
Then she put down her phone and took the opportunity of turning over to move step by step towards Wen Zheng.
Unexpectedly, Wen Zheng keenly noticed her movements and suddenly said, "Chen Yao, let's not get too close."
If Chen Yao came any closer, he might not be able to control himself.
Chen Yao froze, buried in the quilt, and quietly curled her lips. Then she said in a neither loud nor soft voice, "Okay, Mr. Wen."
Wen Zheng: "Go to sleep, good night."
Chen Yao's eyes flashed, and a sly smile quietly appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Good night."
then--
Three o'clock in the morning.
The system woke up Chen Yao on time.
"Host, please wake up!"
"Host, don't sleep any more, it will be dawn soon!"
"Host, you asked me to wake you up. Wake up! Otherwise, you'll blame me for not waking you up tomorrow morning!"
Chen Yao: ...
Good, she woke up successfully.
She woke up for a while, then moved slowly and carefully towards Wen Zheng.
She didn't stop moving until she was only a short distance away from him. She observed how deep his sleep was, and then found the right opportunity to naturally slip into his arms.
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