Wen Xin pricked up her ears a little excitedly, "What are you going to do with me?"
Listening to the voice, her ears were almost pregnant.
Thinking of his lean waist, his long and powerful legs, his muscular arms and grip, and his tightly bound abdominal muscles, she couldn't help but squirm her buttocks in her seat, her heart filled with anticipation.
Say it quickly "Change your laziness, make it as soft as noodles, sit up straight, push your butt back, and straighten your waist."
Wen Wen was so angry.
He made a sound.
The seat was so wide.
She just stuck her butt out and lay on his lap.
Didn't she say that she was sitting up or not?
Then she could just lie down.
However, she thought it would be comfortable to lie on his lap, but it turned out that Yan Zeyang's thighs were particularly uncomfortable.
It was probably because of the many and hard muscles.
She reached a soft thing, and then she heard a "hiss" above her head, and then she was picked up and placed on the sofa.
Yan Zeyang's face turned sour.
He glanced at the driver in front of him, turned his head and whispered to her: "Be honest and sit still."
Wen Wen immediately felt as quiet as a chicken, and felt happy in his heart.
The car quickly drove into a garden-style community.
The surrounding landscaping was well done.
Although it was winter, many green plants in the park were still strong.
There were several small buildings hidden in the green belt.
The highest was only five floors and the low-rise buildings were small.
It only has two or three floors, and it looks very eye-catching among the surrounding low-rise houses.
The car turned into one of the three-story residential areas and stopped.
Yan Motou opened the car door for her, got out of the car Wen Xin, and stood on the roadside looking around.
It was past one in the afternoon, the sun was bright, the birds were chirping, and several people were hurriedly walking by with bags on the road in the community. , they have long been accustomed to cars and are not curious about them.
Yan Zeyang said a few words to the driver, and the car quickly left the garden.
Wenxin followed Yan Motou all the way to the third floor.
She was walking up the stairs next to her, and the sun was shining on her.
She was in a very good mood, so she jumped up and down the stairs.
There was no one around, so she took his hand and asked him to pull her away.
Yan Zeyang whispered He scolded her and told her to be honest and walk well.
But he still pulled her up.
Opening the room on the second floor, Wen Xin was shocked as soon as she entered.
It's not that she has never seen renovated houses, it's just that in this day and age, renovating residential houses is really rare.
It has four bedrooms and one living room of two to three hundred square meters.
The decoration in the house is quite tasteful, with a sense of combining Chinese and European styles.
The mahogany sofas and furniture, ceiling fans, telephones on the coffee tables, and carpet furniture are all very trendy.
European style.
Wen Xin turned around in surprise and opened the door of the bathroom next to her.
There were very few indoor bathrooms in this era.
Even in the Kyoto Military Region, like the Yan family's small building, they only had squat toilets and no bathrooms.
But here, there is a ceramic bathtub, and the bathroom is very spacious.
You can take a bath while looking out the window.
The scenery outside the window is still very beautiful.
The sky in winter is particularly high and blue.
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At a glance, the sky outside is clear.
I went to the kitchen to have a look, but there wasn't everything there, and it didn't look like the fire had been fired, but the room was clean, no dust, and no trace of regular residents.
"Does the house belong to your friend?"
Yan Zeyang closed the door as soon as she came in, walked to the wine cabinet, opened the door, and took out a bottle of red wine.
He heard Wenxin's surprised and delighted left and right wows in his ears.
He also commented from time to time: "This house is really nice, it has a bathtub and a shower."
“European style white wardrobe”
She ran to the window again, weighed her feet and looked into the distance.
The house was big and spacious, and the scenery outside was also very good.
There were no high-rise buildings at all now, and when she opened the window, there was almost nothing blocking her view.
The bedroom was covered with fluffy white sheets and bedding, and the sun was shining warmly through the window, and it was still warm to the touch.
Wen Xin returned to the hall and saw Yan Zeyang calmly opening the bottle of red wine and slowly pouring the wine into the glass.
Wen Xin rushed over at once and looked at the wine glass in Yan Zeyang's hand.
The red wine inside was like a rich natural red jade, which crashed into the glass.
The color was clear and eye-catching.
It's good wine.
Yan Motou glanced up at her while falling down, and saw her coming closer to smell it, and also looked at the year on the bottle.
He leaned on the table next to him and murmured in a low voice: "Although it's seventy-six years, I just have to drink it.
If it were 1982" "What's the year 1982?"
Yan Motou asked abruptly.
"Red wine."
Wen Xin said casually.
Yan Motou frowned.
Although he was in love, Yan Motou's observation ability was still online.
He turned his eyes on Wen Wenxin, his inquiring look flashed away, and then handed the cup to Wen Wenxin.
Wen Xin pretended to take it, and he looked at her slightly.
I saw her smelling it first, then turning it around, holding the cup and looking around at the wall hanging on the glass.
After looking at it for a long time, she slowly took a sip.
After entering the mouth, there was a mellow aroma of almond and violet on her lips and tongue. smell.
Although it's not from 1982, it's still delicious.
Yan Zeyang leaned against the wine cabinet, took a sip from the wine glass, and then squinted at Wen Wenxin, watching her quietly drink the wine in sip after sip, then turned the glass over until there was no drop left, and then poured in Lower control and one control.
Yan Zeyang: ""He began to wonder if he had thought too much and overestimated her.
But with the warm file experience, compared with her now, the gap is obvious, whether it is personality or other things.
He had long suspected how an aunt who was a palace maid under the remnants of feudalism could develop such a character from Wen Xin, but looking at it now, the difference was even greater than he imagined.
Looking back, in fact, from the time she came to the Yan family When she was young, she was not embarrassed about many things, as if she was accustomed to them, and her behavior and speech were also different from those around her.
Wen Xin stared at the cup and thought, in the future, one bottle of red wine of this brand and vintage will be too expensive to drink, so of course not a drop of it can be wasted.
After drinking the red wine, she burped with satisfaction.
Only then did she remember to ask: "Is this your friend's house?
Is it okay for us to live here?"
Wen Xin asked curiously.
"Just stay here, don't ask so much."
Yan Motou threw his coat on the mahogany sofa.
Wearing a white shirt, he stood by the mahogany wine cabinet like a wine mold.
He frowned and put the wine glass on On the table, the warm little eyes looked directly at him.
Don't blame her for her appetite, the touch on her elbow just now in the car was simply huge.
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Thinking about it now, Wen Xin's face turned red, and she didn't know if it was because she was drunk or something.
When Yan Zeyang looked up at her, her moist little face was already flushed.
She tugged on the dry red sweater she had worn all day and said to him: "I was so crowded on the train that I got sweaty.
I want to wash it off."
Can I take a bath?"
Yan Zeyang stood up immediately, "Well, will the water in the bathroom be used?"
Wen Xin immediately shook her head.
She didn't know if there was a water heater in this era or if it was solar energy.
Did she have to heat it herself?
"I also want to take a bath," Wenxin said following him.
"Why take a bath?
It's so cold, don't freeze."
Yan Zeyang rolled up his sleeves and frowned at her.
"It's not too cold.
I want to take a bath for a while.
Can you do that?
I feel sticky and uncomfortable."
Wen Xin hurriedly pulled his sleeves and begged.
How could Yan Zeyang resist her tormenting spirit?
He helped her fill the bathtub with water inside and outside.
Redeemed.
"How about we take a mandarin duck bath, with me on top and you on the bottom, how about you hold me and take a bath?"
Wen Wen smiled and joked with him.
She looked at it.
The bathtub was big enough for two people to lie down in it.
Sex seems to work, they face each other, she is on top, he is below, she hugs both sides of the bathtub, and can also put one leg on the edge of the bathtub, and then Or she could sit on top of him with her back facing him, with her sweet and tender face and rosy mouth, looking at him with thoughts in her mind.
Yan Zeyang was busy draining the water and almost fell into the water when he heard it.
"What nonsense are you talking about?
Is this what a girl should say about a mandarin duck bath?"
Yan Zeyang scolded her, and he coughed, "The water is ready, let's wash."
After saying that, he walked out of the bathroom, walking very fast, After two or three steps out of the door, the door slammed shut.
Wen Xin curled her lips, why are you pretending to be serious?
I saw her last night, holding her in both hands, her eyes turned green, who was the person who bit her and sucked her back and forth, lingering?
There is nothing in the bathroom, only two towels and a piece of soap.
The soap Wenxin is not needed.
There is soapberry extract in her system.
This thing is very convenient to use.
It has a light soapberry fragrance and can be used by rubbing it with your hands.
It foams and has a certain cleaning effect.
Guanjian is natural and non-irritating.
It is very useful for shampooing or as a shower gel.
She directly washed her hair with soap locust, dropped some essential oils into the bathtub, stepped in and sat down to soak.
It had been a long time since she took a bath, and she missed it very much.
With the warm scent of essential oil in the water and the comfortable water temperature, she placed her hair outside the bathtub to dry, closed her eyes and began to fall asleep.
She didn't wake up until there was a knock on the door in the room and she felt that the water was a little cold.
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"Wenxin, have you fallen asleep?
Why did it take so long?"
With warm and sleepy eyes, he climbed out of the bathtub in a daze.
Just as he was about to get out, his feet slipped and he fell down.
Yan Motou outside was looking cold, when he heard a frightened sound inside the room, as if he had fallen.
His expression changed, and he hurriedly opened the door.
When he saw it, he saw Wenxin with his head down.
He fell to the ground, his hands still pitifully supported on the ground, his butt raised high on the edge of the bathtub, and his legs still flopping in the water.
Her beautiful back and slender waist were like a valley of beauty, curved into a heart-stirring curve.
But Wen Xin's hand hurt when she fell.
She couldn't get out and couldn't go back.
She was so angry that she almost cried.
She had never been like this before.
Too embarrassed.
Yan Motou opened the door and walked over quickly.
He immediately bent down, put one hand through her chest and around her back, and held her round butt with one hand.
He carefully tested it and saw that she was not there.
After feeling the pain, he picked her up like a child.
He quickly left the bathroom, carried her directly into the bedroom, and put her on the bed.
Before coming, he asked someone to clean up the room.
The bed and quilt were new, cleaned and dried.
Putting the person on the bed, he immediately pulled the quilt and draped it over her body.
Wen Xin couldn't shed her tears, so she stretched out her hand from the quilt.
Yan Motou took a look and saw that the palm of her hand was a little red, but the skin was not broken, just a few scratches.
If someone in the army had such a scratch on his skin, if he put his hand in front of him, he could kick him out.
Man, he bleeds, sweats, and has steel and iron bones.
It hurts if he scratches his skin a little bit.
But Wen Xin's little hand, as soft as gelatin, stretched out in front of him and showed it to him.
When he saw the red area, his heart ached.
It really hurt.
However, he said: "I should tell you not to take a bath.
You said that taking a bath will help your skin.
Is your skin better now?
My skin is bruised."
Tiantian already knows that she loves beauty.
She is already beautiful enough.
How else do you want to be beautiful?
After saying this, Yan Motou turned around and walked out the door with a cold face.
Wen Xin heard the door outside slam shut.
After a while, he came back again, holding disinfectant in his hand.
Seeing Wenxin still sitting there, with tears in her eyes, she was licking the palm of her hand, like a little beast licking its own wounds.
Poor.
What would she do without him by her side?
Demon Tou Yan felt that he had found a troublemaker.
He sat next to her with a cold face, took her hand, and disinfected her palm without causing any skin damage. , there is just a little scratch, but the redness is quite serious.
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Her skin is tender recently, so the slight injury is shocking.
While wiping the wound, he raised his eyes to look at her.
Wenxin looked at his hands and then at Yan Motou.
Seeing him glancing at her with a cold face, Wenxin pursed his lips.
Do you have any sympathy for her?
Even after a fall, there was not a single good word to say.
She also said that this was what a boyfriend should say, but in modern times, she would have said goodbye to him long ago.
That is to say, this era is different.
She didn't say a word if she refused.
He held her little hand in his palm and applied it carefully for a few times.
Wenxin pulled it back after it hurt.
As soon as she pulled him, he looked at her, and her eyebrows were twitching.
Together, "Be gentle, you rub me so hard and it hurts me so much.
I'll apply it myself."
After saying that, he went to grab the cotton wool from Demon Tou Yan's hand.
As soon as she started to grab it, the quilt slipped down.
Looking at the pair of white flowers with cherry blossoms on the snow-capped mountains in front of her, it was like a huge wave when she moved.
Yan Motou's eyes suddenly darkened.
I remembered the tender and sweet tip I tasted last night, the smooth texture of the red vermicelli, and her unbearable screams.
He immediately pulled her wrist over.
As soon as Wenxin patted the cotton wool on her hand, he pulled her and the thing she was holding fell to the ground.
"What are you doing?"
Yan Motou licked his dry lips and looked at her, "Let me see if there are any other injuries."
Wen Wen looked at him aggrievedly and said, "Yes, my knee seems to have hit the edge of the bathtub, look."
After saying that, he lifted his legs from the quilt, showed his knees to Yan Motou, and pointed to the injured place, but he From her knees, she could see the darkness at the base of her white, smooth legs.
Fortunately, he held back the nosebleed.
"Where else?"
he asked calmly.
"And my back, my waist seems to be stretched."
After saying this, Wen Xin held her chest with her hands and let go of the quilt to show him her back.
A large piece of the beautiful woman's snow-muscular jade back was exposed, which was as thrilling as a pile of snow.
She was half sideways Although the two lumps on the chest are not exposed, they are looming, and you can see a beautiful scenery.
Yan Motou looked at the crystal clear beauty sitting on the snow-white sheets in the sun.
She had skin like mutton fat, a willow-slender waist and small buttocks, and there was not a lot of fleshy places.
At that moment, he couldn't bear it any longer and reached out to hug her from behind.
He eagerly leaned forward to kiss and bully her, and coaxed her in a hoarse voice: "Where else is there, I'll rub it for you."
Soon a warm voice came from the room in the afternoon, "Where are you rubbing?
Don't bite me too hard.
You devil, please be gentle."
In the afternoon, Yan Motou felt refreshed and contentedly pulled Wen Xin downstairs.
The two of them went out in a hurry and didn't bring any change of clothes.
It took Yan Motou a long time to coax them down to buy clothes and eat by the way.
Wen Xin pouted.
She openly hooked up with him to take a bath together.
He refused and gave her a look.
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Well, she fell down and stuck out her butt and stretched her legs.
She was embarrassed and injured.
He was not honest.
After menstruation, he suddenly hugged her and started kissing and hugging her.
He held her tightly and wanted to suck her into his belly.
She was in pain, uncomfortable, and frightened, but he held her tightly, and Wen Xin was fiddled with by him, causing her to cry in waves, and she was so aggrieved that she almost cried.
The devil of hell is simply a beast of hell Wen Xin's eyes were still red when she came out.
When Yan Mo Tou saw someone, he squeezed her hand and let go of her hand.
He slowed down to match her pace, walking in tandem.
She still wore the red sweater, but the shirt couldn't be worn anymore and got wet.
She swung her cuffs and followed him as she walked.
He looked back at her from time to time and frowned at the casual way she walked. .
Huzhou is much more fashionable and open than Kyoto.
When Kyoto was warm, few people dared to wear red clothes on the streets, but there were more people wearing red clothes in Huzhou, in various styles.
There were still people wearing long skirts today.
My scarf is made of silk and satin, colorful and colorful.
It can’t be said to be very fashionable, but at least I dare to wear it.
The biggest difference is the cars.
There are still fewer cars in Kyoto, let alone cars, but there are obviously more cars in Huzhou.
It is not unusual to park them in twos and threes on the road.
It seems that Huzhou is developing faster.
The most important thing is that Huzhou is close to the port, and all kinds of foreign companies and Hong Kong goods are popular.
If there is a sale, you will buy it.
There are many people buying, so the clothing is naturally open.
The red sweater Wen Xin wore was a bit eye-catching in Longzhou, but it was very common in Shanghai.
Three or four out of ten passers-by were wearing red.
Although the streets look shabby from Wenxin's perspective, with low-rise houses on both sides, the atmosphere feels much more free.
Yan Motou did not take Wenxin to a place like a department store, but took her into a Hong Kong goods counter.
Everything sold there is Hong Kong products.
Before going in, Yamato stood at the door waiting for her.
When she approached, his eyes were unusually soft and he said to her in a coaxing tone: "Go in and buy whatever you like, no need to ask the price."
Upon hearing this, Wen Xin immediately showed a smile, hummed and walked in happily.
Of course, the attitude of the store clerk is a hundred times better than that of state-owned stores.
They say "Welcome" when you enter the door.
In this era, even the styles of Hong Kong products are a bit unsophisticated, and the colors are colorful, but I can’t compare them to one piece, and there are always two or three out of ten Hong Kong products that are just fine.
Wen Xin carefully selected several pieces, including two coats.
Even if they were put together, they wouldn't look too tacky in future generations.
She also picked out a coat for Yan Zeyang.
Although Hong Kong goods are free of charge, the tariffs shipped over are very expensive.
All the clothes together cost more than 800 yuan.
The warmth is staggering.
A coat costs 180 yuan, and Yan Zeyang's one is even more expensive.
But Yan Motou didn't even blink and asked her, "I've finished picking."
Wen Xin nodded, and he settled the bill.
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Although his and his father’s positions are not that high in salary, his mother has a huge amount of property left to him.
When his father was devolved, part of it came from his mother.
The thing is, this property, most of it was donated to the state.
But it is still a large sum of money left to the male protagonist.
Not to mention Wenxin's few clothes, it will not be a problem to raise three or five more girls.
Wen Xin watched him pay the money without blinking, and after leaving the door, she asked him quietly: "Hey, don't you feel bad about buying so many things?"
"Why do you feel bad?"
Yan Zeyang glanced at her, "Don't think about it every day."
He lectured.
"But you definitely won't be able to save that much from your salary.
The money may belong to your father or be left to you by your mother."
Yan Motou paused for a moment, then said after a long time: "This money was originally reserved for me to get a wife and have children."
Wen Xin actually has money.
She now has two thousand yuan in her hand.
She can earn it and spend it on her own.
There is no need to spend his money.
But spending the money he plans to marry and have children seems like a matter of course, and she feels strange in her heart.
Happy, he was willing to give her nothing more than that.
When she was happy, she wanted to reach out and wrap her arms around him.
Yan Zeyang immediately glared at her, glanced at the street with people coming and going, and said in a deep voice: "Didn't I tell you that no teasing is allowed outside?
Walk behind me and keep your distance."
Wen Xin: ""She understands the truth, but she wants to refute it.
Now she has to pay attention to the distance.
Then when he was sucking her nn in the room just now, why didn't he know to pay attention to the distance?
No matter how hard he pushed, he didn't let go.
He couldn't wait to eat.
As if he had killed her.
It was said that abstinent people are either gentlemen or beasts, but now she doesn't even know which one he is.
After walking for a while, he passed by a foreign store.
Wen Xin dragged Yan Mo's head in.
After shopping for a long time, he bought two sets of super sexy and sexy underwear, which were infinitely close to the styles of later generations.
Although Yan Zeyang was far away, he glanced at it and saw Know exactly which one she bought.
He went to pay the bill with a dark face.
He turned around and asked her: "Why do you always wear underwear like this?"
Women in this era wear sexy clothes, just like sex, and men will subconsciously have the idea that she is going to cheat on her.
Wen Xin immediately responded to him with a smile: "Because I want to wear it for you.
We are just in the room.
I will put on my underwear for you to see.
I can also perform a show of taking off my underwear for you.
Do you want to see it?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the dark-faced Yama's Adam's apple rolling.
Wen Xin let out a silent "poof", he was too coaxing, so what if Yan Mo Tou was still in her hand, she could do whatever she wanted.
Sure enough, Devil Yama stopped making any sound.
After putting the things back, Wen Xin was a little hungry.
There was nothing in the kitchen where she lived.
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Yan Zeyang took her little hand and said he would take her out to eat.
The two were sweet and sweet on the street of the deserted community, even if Yan Zeyang was outside.
Pay great attention to the distance and influence between you and your lesbian, but the affection and intimacy between lovers cannot be concealed no matter what, she is right beside you.
He subconsciously wanted to touch her, even if it was just to pull his arm, stroke her back, or pull her braids, that natural desire to protect her and touch her could not be completely stopped.
So Wenxin ran up to him, and he couldn't help but pull her arm to make her run slower.
When her little hand touched his slender fingers, he couldn't help but wrap her in his hand, and she poked him from behind.
His back, while no one was around, he hugged his waist and acted coquettishly.
Yan Motou put his hands on the small hands held together on his abdomen, struggling rationally, but still reluctant to pull her away.
So the two of them looked sticky and sweet, and walked together sweetly, and finally went to a restaurant to eat.
Wen Wen wore a thin white turtleneck tight fleece jacket that closely outlined her perfect figure and breast shape, slim jeans, and a loose gray knitted jacket.
She didn't even comb her long hair.
She noticed that someone was combing their princess hair on the street, with most of it hanging down the back.
She didn't bother to comb it, so she grabbed a handful on top of her head and tied it up, leaving her hair hanging down like that.
The whole person looked innocent, cute, and slightly sexy, but Yan Motou repeatedly asked her to button up her coat, but she didn't listen to him.
The coat looked better with it open.
In the end, he pulled her to a place where no one was around and buttoned her up one by one with his own hands, covering her breasts tightly.
Warmth: "" I didn’t expect that there would be a Western restaurant in Huzhou.
It was said to be Western food, but it actually just sold coffee and a simple meal.
It was incomparable with later generations, but I was still very happy because of the warmth.
Sitting next to the brown glass window, she read the menu and ordered the steak set meal.
In this era, steak is good.
Although Yan Zeyang doesn't like eating Western food, he still accompanied Wen Xin slowly with a knife and fork. eat.
Fortunately, the surrounding environment is good, not noisy, very leisurely, and there is music, which feels good.
There were not many people in the western restaurant at this time, only three tables were occupied, and the other table was occupied by two fashionably dressed women.
At first, the two of them were eating and chatting, until a man and a woman came in at the door.
The man is handsome and handsome, with a rare gentle expression on his face, while the woman is like a little goblin, unbelievably foreign.
The two of them were sitting not far from them.
The woman said it was hot here and wanted to take off her coat.
The man immediately made a serious face and said, "Don't take it off, put it on."
In the end, the woman didn't take off her clothes.
She just sat there with her arms open and pouted, "Why don't I fasten it up when I leave?
There aren't many people here."
"That's not okay.
Clothes are not allowed to be too revealing in public places."
Wen Xin: ""Expose nothing and nowhere, okay?
The two women at the table next to her heard the man scolding the goblin in two out of three sentences, so she just focused on eating, listening in one ear and hearing it in the other.
"Dai Jing, look at that, is he your fiancé Yan Zeyang?"
one of the women said.
The other one immediately turned around, his face blank, why is he here gd1806102: