Captain Yan is angry He stood on the stairs with a serious face and sharp eyes.
He stared at Wen Xin and asked, "Who else do you want to talk to?"
Then he went upstairs without looking back.
Captain Yan is very scary when he is serious.
It is definitely not the bluffing bluff of ordinary people, but a kind of crushing momentum.
Although his voice is not high and his tone is flat, he has a way that can make people The feeling in which fear arises in the human heart, and which yields to his severity.
Wenxin shrank her neck, her desire to survive was still very strong.
Just kidding, she muttered.
According to her careful observation during this period, Yan Zeyang had a bad temper and was willing to accept soft things rather than hard words.
She is very annoying when she is angry.
She has not finished cracking the shells of the bag of hazelnuts yet, and she does not want to crack another bag.
In order to save her life, she followed him and climbed upstairs.
As soon as she walked in, she saw Yan Motou with his back to her, and the medicinal oil he was holding was placed on the coffee table.
Hearing the voice, he turned back to look at Wen Xin, his eyes were dark and sharp, his thin lips pursed tightly, then he turned back and stood there with his arms folded, without saying a word.
Wen Xin looked from behind.
She was 185 in height, with broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs.
When she folded her arms, the muscles of her shoulders under the military vest were slightly bulging, but she looked very cold and hard, not in a relaxed state.
It seemed The whole person conveys displeasure.
He didn't speak, and neither did Wen Wen.
The atmosphere on the second floor was stagnant, making people a little breathless.
But Wen Xin looked at the muscular body in front of her that was better than the male model in the magazine, and she really liked it.
Who said that men are not lustful?
They are equally fascinating and exciting.
Wen Xin didn't come here to fight with him.
In terms of fighting, even if she was a women's Sanda champion, she couldn't beat him physically.
Since the other party is soft-spoken and not tough, it's easy to deal with.
She walked towards him quietly.
As a demon leader of a legion, his awareness and observation of the five senses are very strong.
He had long noticed that she was approaching, and as she approached, his body became extremely tense.
He probably didn't know what Wen Xin was going to do.
He didn't move, and his arms bulged out with strong muscles from holding them, and they tightened slightly from time to time, which showed that his body was in a state of tension.
Wen Xin tentatively stretched out her hand and slowly hugged his waist from behind.
If it had been before, he would have definitely pulled her away, and then lectured her in a loud voice, "Stand still, be serious, no."
But when she gently hugged him from behind, apart from the reaction of his body muscles tightening, there was no refusal to push her away or strictly prohibit anything.
The warm little hand successfully placed on his hard abdominal muscles.
It took advantage of it without leaving any trace.
It felt so good.
Then she rubbed his back and asked him in a low voice: "Then don't worry about the two meters now.
Is it done?”
He snorted, stretched out his hand and took her dishonest hand from his waist, but with such a gentle hug, the atmosphere was indeed much better than the cold one when he first came up.
But Yan Motou still kept a straight face, staring at her little face that was puffed up with powder just after taking a shower.
There was still a thin layer of luster on her skin, making her whole body look as delicate as glazed porcelain.
The pink lips are slightly puckered, like a clear cherry, which is endearing.
"Let me ask you."
He looked at her seriously and frowned slightly, "Who else have you been intimate with?"
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"What kind of intimate behavior?"
Wenxin blinked at him with watery eyes and asked knowingly.
Yan Motou narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at her.
"It's true that I don't care about anyone else.
I only have eyes for you," Wen Xin quickly said soothingly before he became even more angry.
One era doesn't care about the affairs of another era.
In this era, there is indeed no such thing as warmth.
Yan Qingyang's eyes were still staring at her sharply, but people in this era could not have those warm little love words and sentiments, and they could say it without blushing or gasping, and with confidence.
There were very few tricks in this era.
Few people could express love, and there was no ambiguity.
Emotional expression between men and women was very lacking.
Just saying a word like Wen Wen's casually can make people blush and dumbfounded.
Of course, Yama didn't blush or be stunned.
He just looked at her for a while, looked away, coughed, and put down his arm.
Well, this page has been turned over.
He reached out to pick up the medicinal oil from the table and said to her.
"You are a lesbian.
You should be careful about your influence.
Don't talk about your partner every day.
Is it ridiculous to be so close to everyone?"
"How can I be intimate?"
"What do you think?"
He glanced at her.
"Why don't we just kiss each other?
We're not with anyone else, so what if we can't kiss anyone else, but I just want to kiss you?"
Wen Xin was a little unhappy, looking at him with big grape eyes and asked.
Yan Motou: "" He has never met a woman like Wen Xin who can say these words confidently.
Is this something a woman can say?
Even a man can't say it.
But the strange thing is that he felt that she was inappropriate here and there, but when all these words were said to him, there was nothing inappropriate anymore.
He was silent for a while.
This time he did not tell her about the code of conduct between men and women as he did in the car at noon.
Instead, in her expectant eyes, he coughed slightly and said with a straight face: "When you are outside, you still have to keep your distance.
Be careful.”
Oh, you have to be careful outside.
In other words, you don't have to pay attention to Wenxin when there is no one at home.
Then he happily lifted up the sleeves on his arms.
Yan Motou's hand was too strong, and the pain made Wen Wen burst into tears.
His body kept shrinking and he kept pumping his arms.
Her snow-white lotus-like arms were held in his hands, and he gently rubbed the bruises.
The more he rubbed them, the hotter his heart became.
He had never known that a woman's body could be so smooth, tender and soft, like the most exquisite snow-white satin.
He He held it in his hands without daring to exert any force, for fear of leaving any traces.
But just by slowly rubbing the injured area a few times, she gasped in pain, so Yan Zeyang had no choice but to rub it gently and more carefully.
He Wenyan went out to eat after dinner.
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Yan Miaomiao was at the age where she loves to play and had already gone to play among the children in the courtyard.
She came back after taking a walk for a while, but she didn't see Wen Wenxin and didn't know she was there.
Where is it?
When I went back to the room, I suddenly heard a few soft hums coming from upstairs.
She paused until she heard no other noise, then returned to the room.
There were sounds all the time upstairs, just a slight humming sound like a mosquito, a kiss on the mouth that was warm and dishonest, and a round little butt that was also dishonest, and kept moving back and forth on someone's lap.
Twice, he didn't know where he touched.
Yan Motou grunted twice and quickly grabbed her dishonest hand, barely catching it.
In the end, he had to pick her up and put her feet down.
On the ground, Wen Xin became sexually interested while kissing him.
She held his hand and kept putting it on her waist.
But before she could get enough of it, he suddenly picked him up and put him directly on the ground.
The feeling of being interrupted was really annoying and infuriating.
She always felt that she was not satisfied anywhere.
She pretended not to step on the ground, put her arms around his neck, hung on him and moaned, refusing to let go.
He couldn't get out of her arms.
After many years of military service, Yan Motou has developed self-control that is stronger than ordinary people.
He never thought that his self-control would one day be tested like this.
A ball of nephrite-like body, twisting like a small fish in his arms, exhaling like a fairy and whispering to him, "Please hug me again, please hug me again, I like it when you hug me" I"
Captain Yan, who had an iron will, could not withstand the sugar-coated bombs of women.
He hesitated whether to pull away or put her down.
He was pestered by her for a long time and did not let go after a long time.
When they were kissing just now, two buttons of her blouse were unbuttoned at some point.
He could see at a glance the two soft snowballs that made his mouth go dry and he wished he could control them immediately.
In the end, his strong self-control made him look away, leaning back slightly, avoiding the tender red lips that she wanted to approach, and coaxing hoarsely: "No, Wen Xin, not yet."
"Why can't it work?
If you can't do it, go to the hospital for a checkup to find out what's wrong."
Wenxin said angrily.
Being questioned about her ability is a shameful and humiliating thing that almost all men cannot accept.
Yan Motou pinched her slender waist like a fairy, with a sharp look in his eyes.
He wanted to kill her on the spot, but he dared to talk such nonsense.
But he still endured it, pulled her arms off his neck with a cold face, reached out to fasten the buttons on her chest, "It's getting late, go downstairs and get some rest early."
Wen Xin stayed unhappy for a while and then stepped downstairs gently.
Yan Zeyang watched her go back to the room before returning upstairs.
I walked to the desk in the bedroom and sat down.
I reached out and took out a pen from the pen holder.
I casually pulled out a piece of paper.
After hesitating for a long time, I wrote four words on it.
As for the Wen family, Demon Head Yan frowned.
If they were willing to stay quietly, he might let them go.
For men and women who are in love, it is difficult to control the idea of intimacy, especially after they have tasted the sweetness.
When she got up in the morning, Wenxin pulled him to her room, kissed him for a long time, and stayed in Captain Yan's arms for a long time before letting him go.
I'm not ashamed at all.
If it had been someone else who was so chattering, Demon Tou Yan would have pulled him away in annoyance and told him to get out.
He also didn't expect that one day he would be pinned down by a woman, who would pull him pitifully and not let him go.
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He could only coax her with distress, and couldn't bear to push her away, watching her little red mouth follow her.
He spoke love words.
I miss him so much.
How long will it be before I see him?
Can I come back early in the evening?
I can’t wait for him to get off work at the gate of the military area.
This kind of words that usually sounded unacceptable to the ears, but Yamato actually felt comfortable and overflowing with his heart.
He allowed her to flutter coquettishly in his arms, grinding him and almost letting her do whatever he wanted.
Finally looking at the time, he could only kiss her soft lips, straighten his voice, and return to his usual proud and serious expression, but his voice was slightly hoarse.
He said to her: "Okay, courtyard.
At the door, let people see you, pay attention to your appearance, stay at home honestly, don't run around during the day, I will come back early in the evening. " This is the first time that he, the eldest young man, has felt reluctance and distress towards a person in his family.
He even feels like he is returning home before he leaves.
In the afternoon, Captain Yan submitted the report, and after taking care of the important matters, he looked at the time, took the car keys, got up and left the office.
He plans to go back and buy something for Wen Xin, and if the relationship between the two is confirmed.
Some things need to be prepared now.
Captain Yan has already begun to consider a series of procurement issues.
The troublemaker in the family looks silly, can’t lift her hands or shoulders, and is very squeamish.
She cannot bear the hardship of procurement.
Captain Yan finally decided to contact a few people.
As a classmate and comrade-in-arms with whom I have a good relationship, I should first After buying things, he, Young Master Yan, couldn't bear to buy things from ordinary stores.
What he wanted was imported products that looked very pretty.
When he thought of something, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
With her love of beauty, she changed three sets of clothes a day.
There are really few people besides myself who can afford it.
The jeep left the military area, drove out of the gate, slowed down and turned a corner, and saw a woman suddenly rushing over on the side of the road.
When he saw this, he frowned and stopped the car.
"Are you Captain Yan?"
After a young female student stopped the car, she walked to the car door, looked at him with uncontrollable joy, and then said to him in a very clear voice: "Hello, I This is Song Qian, who is currently in her first year at xxxx University.
It’s like this.
I am a member of our school’s bulletin board team.
Our team wants to do a military bulletin in the next issue.
I heard that Captain Yan has five special merits and is a great hero.
We want to promote it in our school.
Let’s publicize it on the bulletin board and in the newspaper.
I wonder if you have time, Captain Hero.
If it’s convenient, take me to visit your army.”
Song Qian Captain Yan frowned slightly, thinking of the neighbor's daughter in the previous portfolio.
Political Commissar Ye said that she was studying at xxxx University.
She had the same name and the same gender and went to the same school.
She should be her.
She was from Wenxin's previous family.
Neighbor's daughter, best friend He looked calmly at the female classmate who was smiling politely at him from the car window, and his eyes fell on the Plum Blossom watch on her wrist.
Then he looked at her wearing a blue skirt and a pair of leather sandals.
"I'm sorry, it's forbidden to enter this important military area."
He looked away, with a cold expression and said perfunctorily like an official.
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"Then if we have any questions, can we ask you if you can give us the address of the letter so that I can write to you?"
Demon Head Yan glanced at her and refused: "Military secrets, no comment.
"Also, rushing out to stop a car is very dangerous.
Please be careful in the future."
After saying this, Yan Motou turned back indifferently, started the car and drove away without saying a word.
Song Qian was left alone in the wind, looking at the dust behind the car.
She kept thinking, what happened?
Why did the direction of the book start to be different?
Shouldn't she follow the plot of the book?
Since the mistake in Wenxin's incident, she no longer dared to change the established plot, and has been continuing according to the plot in the book.
She finally seized this opportunity to block people, and copied the protagonist's story almost word for word. lines, but shouldn’t he reply like this?
Shouldn’t he leave himself the address of the letter?
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