"My partner has..." Wen Xin stretched out her hand and pretended to count.
Yan Mo's face was so gloomy that water seemed to drip from it. Looking at her white and tender little hands fiddling with the things, he was about to get angry. Wen Xin quickly put her hands down and walked to his side in a flattering manner. "Do you really want to know?" Then she stretched out her hand and gently shook his arm.
Yama pulled his hands away and glared at her with his coffin-like face, "Stop pulling and tugging. Speak! I'm listening!"
"Then let's talk in my room. I can't say it here." Wen Xin didn't pull him away. She leaned quietly beside him, raised her flower-like face, looked at him, and discussed with him in a delicate voice.
Yan Motou looked alert, "What are you doing in your room?"
Tsk, you are quite alert.
"When it comes to dating, of course you have to go to the room to talk about it. You don't dare to go there. Are you scared?" She said to him with a smile showing all eight teeth.
I guess all men can't stand hearing the words "dare not" and "afraid", especially Yan Motou who used to be an instructor in the army. He stared at her, is there anything he dare not do?
Just dare! Finally, Wen Xin was half-pushed and half-pushed into the room.
It was the first time that Yan Zeyang entered the warm room. It turned out that this was just a place to store sundries. He tidied it up temporarily, put a bed in it, and moved in.
As soon as he entered, he frowned. The place was a little small and the ventilation was not good.
On the left is a table, and next to it is a wooden cabinet with a few bottles of unknown things on it. The wooden bed is covered with soft cotton off-white sheets. Since there is no quilt cabinet, the same off-white quilt is casually folded at the end of the bed.
The curtains were light yellow plaid curtains, tied at a corner of the window. There were two glass bottles, one tall and one short, placed on the windowsill and the clean cabinet. They were decorated with blue and yellow wild chrysanthemums that were everywhere on the roadside of the military area. The dotted colors decorated this small room cleanly, warmly and brightly. Even though the place was small, it looked very comfortable, with an air of a woman being home.
Wen Xin is a person who knows how to enjoy life very well. No matter how bad the environment is, she will make herself as comfortable as possible. This is because she originally planned to stay for ten days or half a month and then leave, so she hasn't even had the mood to pack yet.
When I approached the bed, I breathed in a scent that I didn't know was from flowers or something else, it was so alluring and fragrant.
However, it is clean, but for a soldier who is qualified in housekeeping, it is different. Things are placed too messily, the quilt is not folded into four square corners, and several pairs of shoes are worn and changed at will, not placed neatly one by one.
The bottles and jars on the table were placed high and low in a disorderly manner, and the washed clothes in the basket were folded very perfunctorily, with a few pieces simply folded and thrown on the table.
And why do we hang the clothes we have worn on the wall?
Just a quick scan and everything is unqualified.
Yama's face was serious and his eyes were like radars. He checked the room methodically, not leaving out even the smallest corner.
Wen Xin had no idea of this. When she closed the door, she looked back and saw a man in military uniform, with a heroic back, a slim waist, and long legs.
She couldn't help but purse her lips and reveal a triumphant smile. Of course she understood why Captain Yan was angry. It was because she had a blind date with someone before and the other party came to her house. When he saw her standing with other men, he felt uncomfortable and wanted to vent his anger on her.
What does this mean? It means that he has started to put himself in his heart.
This means that she is now under his jurisdiction. Look, he is starting to care about everything. When a person starts to care about your life and your friendships, it means he cares about you. If he cares about you, then isn't it easy for you to win him over?
She has been coveting this strong body for a long time. Now that she has finally come across it, how could she miss it!
There was no place to sit in the room, and the bed was on the right side when you entered the room.
After all, the room was small, and with Yama standing there, it seemed as if he occupied more than half of the room, and the air became thin. This is a bad thing for people with large lung capacity.
Finally Wen Xin pulled him to the bed and sat down.
As soon as he sat down, the faint fragrance of her body scent on the bed rushed straight into his nostrils. Is there anything more soothing than the subtle fragrance of a woman?
But on the surface, Yama remained calm and sat there with his legs crossed.
"Come on, tell me clearly, what's the situation?" Captain Yan stared at her sternly and asked in a sonorous and powerful voice, with a look in his eyes that showed that the question could not be debated and must be answered immediately.
Wen Xin smiled and tried to run to sit on his lap while holding up her white skirt, but just as she squeezed his legs and bent her knees, before she could sit on his left leg, she was pinched by Yama's waist and could not be held tightly.
"Stand still and answer the question!"
Wen Xintang is a beautiful woman with black hair, skin as white as snow, and a pair of adorable peach-shaped lips. Because of the abundant blood and energy, they are the color of tender cherries on the branches. They are so beautiful that people want to hold them in their mouths and suck them gently.
Many men wanted her to sit on their laps, but she refused. Now, with her skirt lifted up, someone was pinching her waist and forcing her to sit in the air.
Standing in front of him, I was scolded by him like a primary school student.
Wen Xin was so upset that she wanted to cry but had no tears. What was going on? She was looking for a boyfriend who was strong and muscular, and who liked each other and could be together, not a dean of discipline who had to stand and answer questions...
She twisted her waist unwillingly, and finally said aggrievedly in front of the fierce eyes of Yama, whose jawline was tight and still angry, "Then answer me a question first, where is my heart? I will answer you later."
Yama's head narrowed and stared at her.
"I mean heart, heart." Wen Xin gestured with the heart.
For someone who has been in the battlefield, a heart injury is hopeless. He certainly knows where the heart is. "The left side."
"No, my heart is neither on the left nor on the right. It's with you." She put her little hand on Captain Yan's chest.
Captain Yan: “…”
Wen Xin said coquettishly: "You are my only one, I only like you, I want to see you every day, there is only you in my heart, no one else..." Wen Xin was gentle and obedient, her knees lightly rubbing the inside of Yan Mo's long legs, her little mouth was affectionate and roundabout, she whispered in his ear the private love words that were unrestrained between men and women.
…
Captain Yan had never heard such sweet words between lovers, yet he could sit there without changing his expression. That was because he was used to not being startled by anything and was as steady as a rock. Even though his heart was in turmoil after hearing these words, there would not be a single flaw on his face.
People of this era, especially soldiers, were very serious and formal. Even between husband and wife, there were rarely any intimate actions, let alone love words. Even the titles were very formal. If the relationship was better, they would say to others that this was my wife. At home, they would directly call each other by their names or nicknames. In families with a strong revolutionary spirit, they would call each other comrades and were extremely serious.
If Wen Xin knew this, she would definitely curl her lips. People of this era are forced to be serious because of the environment. They have to suppress their nature. What is there to praise about it? They have a lot of children, but they still call each other comrades. In later generations, the word comrade doesn't mean this anymore.
No matter how harshly Yama spoke, he was helpless in the face of such blatant sweet talk and love words. Even the hand that was holding Wen Xin's waist to prevent her from sitting down loosened.
Wen Xin then gently sat on his left leg, stretched out her arms as soft as lotus roots, wrapped them around his shoulders, and looked at him with clear eyes.
She said softly, with a breath as sweet as orchid, "Look into my eyes, what's in them?"
The two of them were pressed together, her little butt was sitting on his thigh, and the part that touched was so hot that it made Yan Mo's back straighten. His attention, his whole body and mind were all on the soft and fragrant woman in front of him. She was so soft that no matter where he touched, it was smooth and tender, and her skin was as delicate as mutton fat. As a normal man, wouldn't he want to face the woman he likes?
However, before marriage, these behaviors were wrong in his mind. As a soldier, he must have such patience. He is now at his wits' endurance because of this woman, but he still has to have a bottom line.
But Wen Xin would never let him go. Every moment, she was constantly challenging his patience and restraint.
He looked into her eyes and asked subconsciously, "What?"
"There is someone I like. Look carefully, do you see that person?" She looked at him with warm eyes, exhaled softly, and uttered little love words from her little mouth without any shame that could make Yan Mo's heart tremble. And Captain Yan saw himself in her clear pupils.
Seeing that he relaxed his strength and softened his eyes, Wen Xin took the opportunity to gently move her lips closer, and like a dragonfly touching the water, slowly kissed his firm chin, then moved up, gently sucking and nibbling on the line of his lips.
Yama knew that he couldn't go on like this, so he placed his hands on her waist. The last bit of clarity in his mind made him struggle to pull her away. No matter what excuse he could come up with, he had to pull this enchantress away first.
"No, I have something else to ask you, your skirt..." This white skirt was the one she wore on the last blind date. It was such a coincidence that the two people on the blind date were standing at the door, and she was still wearing the same skirt that day. No wonder that slick man was so excited.
Then he heard Wen Xin whispering in his mouth, "Skirt? Well, the skirt can be taken off."
As he said this, he was about to unbutton his shirt.
"Don't take it off! No, button it up!" But the strength of the voice had been lowered by an octave and there was no momentum at all.
Yama held the delicate and soft woman on his legs, warned her, and withdrew from her sweet and tender little mouth. Enduring the tenseness of his body, he was about to button up her clothes that had been undone and slightly opened.
It's outrageous! This woman...
Wen Xin took advantage of his unpreparedness and gently hooked something with her little hand. She didn't know what kind of clothing it was, but suddenly...
Yama was completely stunned.
At that moment, all self-control and rationality disappeared. No man could bear this. His eyes were immediately frozen and he was speechless for a moment. He just stared blankly, unable to move his eyes even a little.
After a while.
From behind the tightly closed door, there was a faint sound of lips kissing, followed by a warm and tender cry, "Hmm..."
…
He Wenyan had an emergency in the department today, so she came back a little late. Wen Xin always cooks on time, but she was late today too. When she came back, the meal was not ready yet.
Wen Xin's eyes were full of spring, and she said to her with a smile: "Auntie He, please wait a moment, it will be ready soon. I will cook some soup, and you can eat after washing your hands."
He Wenyan looked at her for a second longer. She was still smiling with a natural look on her face. After she finished speaking, she went into the kitchen. He Wenyan glanced into the kitchen and found that the eldest young master of the Yan family, who never went into the kitchen, was standing by the sink, washing vegetables.
Yan Zeyang washes vegetables?
This made He Wenyan stunned and a little bit unbelievable.
After Wen Xin went in, she wanted to get something from the closet. He was afraid that Wen Xin couldn't reach it, so he helped her get the thing down. Such a big man squeezed in such a small kitchen, just to help Wen Xin do this and that?
He Wenyan knew at first sight that the two were in love. She had already made up her mind the day Wen Xin was sent here by the Wen family. She felt that Wen Xin's soft personality could best cure the Yan family's evil head's tough temper. The two of them standing together would look harmonious no matter how you looked at them.
I feel like this is going to work.
It is a good thing for Wen Xin to marry into the Yan family with a girl who is not troublesome and has a good personality. At least it is better than marrying into the Yan family with those bad-tempered girls. She can continue to do her job as a stepmother in a stable manner, the family will be peaceful, and Wei Guo can come back more often. She did not expect that the relationship of a second marriage will be more difficult than she imagined, and she can no longer withstand any storms. After all, she is not young anymore and is tired. It is better to have a stable life.
However, after seeing that the two of them were really in love, looking at Yan Weiguo's son who said nothing, feeling sorry for Wen Xin cooking, he wished he could do it himself.
He Wenyan felt sour in her heart, she couldn't describe the feeling. She had heard that all the men in the Yan family were good men and loved their wives. Even this little devil of the Yan family who never looked at women well, felt distressed when he found someone he liked. But she had never received even a little bit of such feeling from Weiguo.
Is this the result of having no emotional foundation? She forced it, and now she has nothing left except a stable life.
Watching the devil of the Yan family circling around Wen Xin, scolding her from time to time, but with such sweetness between their brows, so sweet that it was a little dazzling, she turned and went into the bathroom.
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