Wenyi was right. He is not a man who can do useless work.


    Picking up letters in the rain is not what the guards and servants of the manor think he passed on Because of the deep feeling, I want to keep all her things.


    In his opinion, this kind of thing is just boring and self moving. In fact, it''s stupid.


    Of course, he didn''t want to show affection to keep her as Wenyi thought Although Wynn felt that he would show his feelings with great affection, it was their feelings, which he had never thought subjectively.


    He picked up the letters just because he wanted to read them, that''s all.


    Even if it rained too much that night, there would not be a complete one left, but he was sure that even if there were only a few words, hundreds of complete or incomplete sentences and words in the previous sentence, he could get a lot of information from them.


    …………


    When waiting for Mo, Chen looked at the wristwatch on his wrist and calculated the time. He estimated that he would go back to the bedroom. As expected, he saw that the woman had finished washing and came out of the bathroom, wiping her hair while bending down to find something.


    The door was suddenly opened, and she turned to look at him.


    When Mo Chen is motionless, his thin lips are rippling with a smile, "what are you looking for?"


    Wenyi just stood up straight, "blowing."


    "You sit and I''ll get it for you."


    After that, he walked directly into the bathroom, and quickly turned back with a white hair dryer. He opened it skillfully and freely, adjusted the temperature of the downwind, tried it with his hands, and then took down the towel for her hair, laid it aside, and blew it for her.


    After a while, Wenyi said, "I''ll do it myself. You can take a bath."


    The man''s eyes narrowed slightly. He didn''t know if he thought of anything. He nodded and handed her the hairdryer. Then he straightened himself up and packed his things and went into the bathroom.


    …………


    Wenyi''s hair is thin and soft, and it''s only shoulder long. It''s easy to blow dry. After picking the root of her hair, she can''t feel the wet. Then she put down her hair dryer, went to the window and looked at the lights outside her eyes. Then she drew the curtain. When she turned around, she saw the wedding dress photo.


    It''s clean. I don''t know what technology was used to preserve it. Even after so many years, it doesn''t look old.


    She remembers that when she was newly married, she felt happy every day when she looked at this wedding photo. It was as sweet as the one in the photo. Even though it seemed that the lady was introverted, the radian of her smile and the joy in her face were not too exposed, the eyes were clearly full of sweet expectations.


    And Mo Shichen


    Handsome face is gentle smile, but there is no wave of indifference.


    Mo Shichen didn''t soak in the bathtub like her. She could hear the patter of water in the shower.


    When the man in the bathroom comes out of the shower dressed in his bathrobe, what he sees is the woman lying on the quilt, only showing a black head, leaning sideways, facing the window.


    He smiled in silence.


    He walked leisurely, unscrewed the lamp at the head of the bed, put out the bright and luxurious lamp on the ceiling, and then lifted the quilt to bed.


    Wenyi felt his action naturally, and his heart was suddenly agitated and nervous. Although they had just rolled over violently and crazily, they were all under special circumstances.


    If you promise, you will. It''s not her style to avoid. But


    How can she feel nervous? Like a primary school student facing an exam, she has never encountered a situation that makes her nervous for a long time.


    As her heart beat more and more, she guessed whether the man would follow her to pretend to sleep without breaking her down. She went to sleep for the first night tacitly, and a big palm had touched her hair.


    Wen Yi heard the man''s low and deep smile, "Vice President Wen, I heard that many people in the company are afraid of you. Do they know that you have such a shy side I didn''t say that something had to happen every night. You don''t want to show me what you want to do. Do you want to pretend to sleep with me


    Who counseled?


    These two characters and a big question mark passed over her head. Wenyi suddenly turned his head. As soon as he opened his eyes, the handsome face of the man magnified and pressed down, blocking her lips and swallowing what she had said.


    The kiss is lingering and delicate. Although it is not fierce, it is full of teasing and demagogues. It seems that silence will lead to the sinking of people.


    Wenyi was also relieved when he was kissed with vague and chaotic consciousness, so it''s good. Like before, this man always has good bedding, no choice in technical endurance, and she didn''t suffer much from being like him.


    Although he is not qualified as a husband, when it comes to being a lover, the experience is very good.


    Wenyi just thought of this. The man has finished the kiss.


    Her face is like the clouds, the mist of her eyes seems to dip in the water vapor, and her voice is the original softness of her voice line, "what''s the matter?"


    Mo Shichen looked at her like this, and the tense heat waves gradually gathered in his lower abdomen, but he held back, stood up on his side, supported his head on his elbow, looked at her with low eyes, and said with a low light smile, "I don''t want to sleep. Mrs. Mo will chat with me for a while."Talk Chat?


    "Well, it''s still early," said the man, who had a very pleasant voice and was more charming when he spoke with a smile. "Or does Mrs. Mo want to do something more than chat and love?"


    Wenyi has come to her senses. She looks at the handsome man''s smiling face and suddenly gives birth to a kind of unhappiness held by others.


    This man has been trying to squeeze her since he came back from Paris. He was rejected from the banquet. After he made the agreement, he seemed to squeeze her gradually. Even at this time --


    he must think that women don''t like to make love in order to make love, so he deliberately chose to chat and talk with her when she thought he was going to sleep with her.


    Yes, she didn''t refuse or show any rejection, but she didn''t like it. She just complied with the agreement, but compared with this, she didn''t like this man more, which was her general conceit.


    Wen Yiding looked at him for a while, and suddenly reached out his hands from the quilt and climbed up his shoulder. After passing a ray of surprise, he turned over and pushed him, and straddled on his waist.


    Mo Shichen raised his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman sitting on his body. She was so bold that he could not carry her down. He only smiled deeply and long. This time, he really laughed. His voice was a little hoarse. "Dear Mrs. Mo, what are you doing?"


    Wen Yi licked his crimson lips and smiled, "I''ve always hated that night when you tossed me in Jiangcheng, and tied my hand with a belt. Why don''t you..."