Wearing his?
Jiang Yunzhi's eyes widened in surprise.
Hesitate for a few seconds.
Yan Wenjing took out his phone and slowly said, "I'll have someone send clothes to the old house."
"No, it's so late at night, it's too much trouble for people," Jiang Yunzhi stopped her.
"I'll have someone deliver it tomorrow morning. You can wear yours for tonight."
Yan Wenjing slowly put his phone back in his pocket, turned around, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
Jiang Yunzhi rested her chin on her hand, pretending to be deep in thought, while inwardly grumbling.
Why didn't anyone remind her?
Has Yan Wenjing forgotten too?
Could it be that he deliberately didn't remind her so she would wear his clothes?
That's terrible.
A moment later, Jiang Yunzhi shook her head. Impossible!
The big boss isn't like those glamorous, scheming men out there; he wouldn't do something like that.
Yan Wenjing took a white shirt from the dressing room and gave it to her.
A short while later, Jiang Yunzhi came out of the bathroom.
The shirt on her was oversized, with a loose, wide neckline that revealed her delicate collarbone, fair skin, and subtly rounded breasts.
The shirt is empty underneath; a sense of security has run away from home.
At the desk, Yan Wenjing looked up at the sound, his gaze turning dark and unfathomable the moment it met hers.
Those two fair and slender legs swayed in front of him.
Turning his head, Yan Wenjing went into the bathroom.
"Knock knock." Aunt Liu knocked on the door and asked, "Young master, madam, would you like some late-night snacks? The kitchen has made some sweet soup."
Jiang Yunzhi: "I'll ask Wen Jing."
After Yan Wenjing came out, upon hearing about late-night snacks, he said indifferently, "No need, I want to eat something else."
Jiang Yunzhi: "..."
"Anything else? What else is here?"
Yan Wenjing's gaze swept over her inch by inch, the coldness on his face fading, replaced by a dark fire.
He said in a very soft voice, "You."
The words were spoken.
A jumble of images surged into my mind like a stampede of wild horses.
Jiang Yunzhi made a complete backward movement.
With his arms crossed, he said, "Stop, stop! This is dangerous behavior. I advise you to pull back from the brink and stop immediately."
Yan Wenjing's Adam's apple bobbed, and he chuckled softly.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Move closer to her.
His posture was nonchalant.
Jiang Yunzhi's heart raced, and she turned and ran.
The main theme is a chase where you flee, and I... can't escape?
Yan Wenjing reached out and grabbed her slender white wrist, then wrapped his arms around her from behind.
The next moment, Jiang Yunzhi took out the jade seal, looking proud and arrogant: "Look what this is?"
Yan Wenjing glanced down at it, "The family heirloom jade seal was given to you by your grandmother, which means she likes you very much."
Jiang Yunzhi: "That's not the point. The point is that this is a symbol of the Yan family's master."
Yan Wenjing raised an eyebrow, nodded, and hummed in agreement.
"so?"
Jiang Yunzhi stamped his heart with a jade seal, her face full of pride: "Now, I am the master of the Yan family, and you are a member of the Yan family, which means I am your master."
Yan Wenjing: "..."
Jiang Yunzhi ordered, "Yan Wenjing, you have to listen to me. Quickly switch back to the innocent male channel."
At this moment, a smile appeared on the man's usually cold and composed face.
He leaned down and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Jiang Yunzhi was overjoyed.
Take it easy~
But then Yan Wenjing spoke again, "Apart from the matter of eating you."
? ? ? ! ! !
Almost instantly after he finished speaking, Yan Wenjing suddenly collapsed.
As her back fell into the soft blankets, Jiang Yunzhi's heart pounded so hard it felt like it would jump out of her chest, and she grabbed his pajamas with her fingers.
They pressed themselves against each other, the fabric rubbing together and making a soft sound.
The fragrance of the shower gel subtly spread.
A warm breath brushed past, and in a moment, Jiang Yunzhi felt warmth on her lips.
It was a very gentle kiss.
Jiang Yunzhi asked, "Is the soundproofing in the old house bad?"
Yan Wenjing paused, then said calmly, "A little."
Jiang Yunzhi's eyes suddenly lit up. "So, another day—"
He was interrupted.
"So Zhizhi should keep her voice down."
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