After the fake daughter lost her memory, the backup boss flirted with her and lost control

He held Xu Jiami's waist and picked her up in the air.

What?What did Wen Yan say?
Ayuan stood there blankly, watching the tall man carrying his princess and heading to the guest room.

His back was straight, and the woman in his arms seemed to be aware of the masculine aura. Her white fingers climbed up the man's narrow waist little by little, and finally wrapped around him...

Ah Yuan only saw this, their figures overlapped and disappeared around the corner.

Such intimacy made Ah Yuan happy for Xu Jia Mi and herself.

Finally a big step has been taken.

However, there was a sour taste in her throat, probably because the alcohol had not gone away.

Ah Yuan comforted herself like this.

……

in the room.

Wen Yan threw Xu Jiami onto the bed. The soft mattress bounced Xu Jiami up a little. She was still drunk, and her blurred eyes caught the man in front of her. She sat up and hugged his waist again.

On the road just now, she was half-drunk and half-awakened by the bumps in the princess's arms. While hugging him, she inhaled the special woody fragrance.

"Ayan, we can finally sleep." Xu Jiami said boldly, intoxicated.

Wen Yan pushed her away a little, pinched her chin, and laughed softly.

"You can sleep, but please answer me a question first."

Xu Jiami nodded hurriedly and looked at him fascinated.

Wen Yan pushed her onto the bed, turned her over, and then cut her behind her back with both hands.

Xu Jiami screamed in pain: "Ayan? What are you doing?"

"Just sleep, it's so boring, do something exciting."

"Exciting?" Xu Jiami's forehead felt hot, and he pursed his lips with a swaying look on his face, "Okay, okay."

After a while, Wen Yan looked at the scene in front of him, feeling particularly satisfied.

Xu Jiami was seen raising his arms high, his tied hands hanging from the ceiling, and his legs hanging in the air.

Her mouth was stretched wide by the towel, and she was mumbling something indistinctly. Her eyes were full of horror when she looked at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan was sitting on the sofa at the end of the bed, sliding his thumb on the ignition wheel of the lighter over and over again, and the flame outlet kept making a "bah-bah-bah" sound.

His bangs were scattered on his forehead, his eyes were shining brightly, he glanced sideways, took a puff of cigarette, and then said: "Doesn't it feel good?"

Xu Jiami was speechless and could only nod with tears in his eyes.

"I'm curious, what fun are you doing with my bodyguard? Tell me and let's have some fun together."

When Xu Jiami heard this, she immediately fell silent. Tears welled up in her eyes and dripped on the sheets. After a while, a large area was soaked.

Wen Yan crossed his legs and took off the cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth. The scarlet light of the cigarette butt flickered, resembling the corner of a hanging woman's eye.

He raised his hand.

The smoke drew a fiery red arc in the air and finally fell on the bed.

The smell of burned fabrics rushed to Xu Jiami's nose. She looked down at the sheets, which were slowly corroded by the fire from cigarette butts, turning black and black.

The man's sinister smile made her hair stand on end.

After knowing him for five years, she felt that she had just met the real Wen Yan now.

……

"on fire!"

"Fight the fire!"

Ah Yuan was in a deep sleep and seemed to hear a noisy sound.

She rolled over, opened her eyes, and listened.

on fire?

She turned on the light, put on her clothes, rushed out of the room, and banged on the door next door: "Doctor Wen! Doctor Wen! Wake up! It's on fire!"

She clapped hard and passed by a waitress carrying a basin.

She grabbed the waiter and asked, "Where's the fire?"

The waitress pointed in panic, "Over there."

Ah Yuan followed her finger to look, and suddenly her body was carried away by a force. Before she could see anything, she was already standing in Wen Yan's room.

The man in front of him had just taken a shower. He was wearing a white vest and loose black trousers underneath. His hair was not as straight as usual and was soaked in water. His slightly curly bangs were casually attached to the man's forehead, and he had a pair of charming eyes. Peach blossom eyes looked at her with a smile, fresh and gentle.

"Does it look good?" he asked.

Ah Yuan nodded and then became aware of the hands on his waist.

Embarrassed, he stepped back and stammered to find something to say: "Are you okay? There's a fire outside!"

"Are you a fireman?"

"No, but it's everyone's responsibility to put out the fire."

"Well, the awareness is good."

Wen Yan walked inside, picked up a bottle of Maotai from the table, took out two glasses from the wine cabinet, and filled them up. "Then, let's work overtime tonight to put out the fire." He raised his eyes slightly to look at her and said.

"it is good."

Wen Yan handed her a glass, "Drink."

Ah Yuan took the wine glass and looked at the wine in the glass suspiciously, "Aren't you going to put out the fire?"

"Try this. If you can't get rid of it, then consider other things." Wen Yan raised his head and drank the wine in the glass. He turned the glass over and there was not a drop left in it.

Ah Yuan picked up the wine glass and smelled it, his eyebrows were squeezed together.

Wen Yan said deliberately: "Don't force yourself if you don't know how to drink."

"Who said no?" Her unwillingness to admit defeat was aroused, she pinched her nose and drank the wine in one breath.

White liquid dripped down the corners of her mouth, and the fine bubbles in it seemed to attract him.

He couldn't help but stepped forward, helped her take off the mask from her chin, and said thoughtfully: "Drink slowly."

A-Yuan stopped to take a breath, her throat seemed to be burned, and she coughed reflexively.

She quickly turned sideways and covered her mouth.

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows with an ambiguous smile in his eyes.

He picked up the bottle and filled it for himself, his Adam's apple rolled. After finishing the second glass, he threw the glass on the ground.

The thick cup rolled on the ground, and Ayuan whispered: "Be careful!"

Wen Yan tilted his head and laughed lowly, walked over, touched her waist, and put his fingers on her skin.

"Oops, the more I drink, the more angry I get."

Ah Yuan didn't know why, but two blushes quickly extended from her cheeks to the ends of her eyes, adding a layer of hazyness to her big, bright eyes.As she looked at him like this, a wave of nausea came over her, and she turned around to hold on to the table next to her.

As the drunkenness sank, Ah Yuan lowered his head and held his forehead.

He muttered silently: "Ten."

"Nine."

"Eight."

……

"one."

He picked her up by the waist, his steps were light and even, as if the whole world had quieted down. Ayuan placed her fingers on his chest in a daze, and the sound of breathing and heartbeat in her ears was deafening.

Place her gently on the bed.

Ah Yuan was like a silkworm chrysalis, grabbing the quilt and wrapping it around herself.

Wen Yan pressed the quilt with his knees, supported his arms on her sides, and looked into her eyes with his whole body above her.

Ah Yuan was already drunk, how could she resist this naked temptation.

She pursed her lips and murmured: "No, no, no..."

He lowered his head and asked softly: "Why not?"

"You belong to Xu Jiami...I can't..."

Hearing this, Wen Yan pressed the corners of her lips displeasedly, tasted the taste briefly, and whispered: "We are already here, and you are still mentioning other women in front of me. You are so unbehaved."

"Let's see how I punish you."

The words fell on her lips.

He seemed to be venting his anger, biting her with hatred.

The bite was very satisfying, but also painful. This contradictory feeling caused his adrenaline to spike and he couldn't stop.

Ah Yuan was kissed all over, and she didn't know where she was. The effect of alcohol made her whole body limp, and she couldn't get excited except for touching the man in front of her.

"Ayuan, hold me." Four words mixed with sand blew a breath of hot air into her ear.

The bony hand moved from her thigh and turned off the light.

Ah Yuan shivered and hugged his narrow waist, eager for more.

……

At three o'clock in the morning, a knock on the door woke A Yuan from his dream.

She turned over irritably, put her arms on the man, and muttered: "What are you shouting for? Come right away. Wen Yan, a pig-skinned guy, won't let you sleep peacefully."

Something moved under his neck.

The voice outside the door continued: "Ayan! Why is Miss Xu gone?"

"Aren't you awake yet? Then I'll ask Ah Yuan next door."

This... seems to be the sound of Yun Feiyang.

Something in my head snapped!

Ah Yuan sat up suddenly and heard someone next to her ask: "You pressed me."

(End of this chapter)