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

The ID card in the handbag is missing.

There is one more key.

Ah Yuan is very familiar with this key. Before going to K country, she used it to drive every day.

Obviously, Wen Yan took the ID card and left the key.

She called Wen Yan, but there was a clear "beep" on the other end, and then a message saying that the call could not be reached.

"What the hell?"

She called a few more times, and even the "beep" sound disappeared. Every time she said she couldn't get through.

"Take that! You should tell me where the car is!"

I was feeling worried when a message came on my phone: The car was in the parking lot of the art museum.

Ah Yuan looked back and forth, but found no suspicious follower, and said to himself: "I haven't seen you for a few days, but you are really good at reading minds."

Driving back to Mingzhu County, Ayuan ran straight to the tenth floor without stopping, entered the password, and the door of House B opened automatically.

She walked in and the room was dark.

She touched the button on the wall and turned on the light. Light filled the whole room. The man sitting on the sofa in the living room looked up at her.

"Dr. Wen, it's so late, what are you doing here?"

Obviously the two of them had met at the reception just now. In the spacious and bright room, the two of them looked at each other from a distance, feeling as if they were worlds away from each other.

Wen Yan was holding the "Love Strategy" in her hand, and of course, on the coffee table were the notes she took while reading the book.

He glanced at the dumbfounded A-Yuan, raised his fingers, and said, "Come on."

Like a puppet on strings, Ah Yuan walked over to him, separated from him by a coffee table, and didn't know what to say.

Wen Yan put down the book.

Ah Yuan has quick eyes and quick hands and wants to get the notes on the coffee table.

His name is on the note, so he must not see it.

Unfortunately, she was still a step too late. Wen Yan got the notebook first, looked at her funny, twisted the kraft paper cover, and turned the pages slowly.

"That's mine!" Ayuan walked around to the sofa and stretched out his arms to grab the notebook.

Wen Yan threw the notebook further away under the desk lamp. Ah Yuan went to get it in a hurry, but accidentally tripped on something under his feet and tilted his body into Wen Yan's arms.

Wen Yan caught her body with a pair of long arms, quietly put away his extended legs, and smiled too much: "We haven't seen each other for so long, you have learned to throw yourself into my arms."

"I still have a lot to learn." Ayuan glared at him, his peach blossom eyes straightened down, and Ayuan tried his best to shrink down.

Wen Yan gently raised the arm supporting her head, "Then let me see what you have learned."

He blinked his eyes. His pupils were as deep as the stars in the night sky. A strand of hair fell on his long eyelashes, making him feel a little more broken. There was a hazy worry in his eyes.

If she hadn't pressed her shoulders against his chest and heard his heartbeat, how would she have known what kind of turmoil was hidden under her always indifferent face.

At this moment, Ayuan couldn't understand him.

This mesmerizing face is lowered to the eyes. Ah Yuan didn't know whether she should push him away. While hesitating, Wen Yan took off the ear straps with her index finger and uncovered the mask.

Looking at this face that had haunted him throughout his youth, Wen Yan felt his throat was dry and itchy, his gaze slowly approached her face obsessively, and his soft lips fell on the corner of her mouth.

Ah Yuan was breathing heavily, pink clouds covered her entire face, and she instinctively wanted to respond to him. But the scene of him and Ming Feifei standing side by side, and the fact that he left her alone in K country and almost died, made her reject his approach. She put her hands on his chest and pushed forward with all her strength.

Wen Yan's heart was burning. He couldn't even touch her cheek enough, so he couldn't leave her even half an inch. So, the harder she pushed away, the tighter he restrained her.

Ah Yuan got angry, pushed his head away with one hand, and hit him in the face with the other.

A "pop" sound woke up his lustful eyes. Wen Yan raised his face and looked at her with an expression like an ignorant child.

Ah Yuan's grievance suddenly came up: "Why do you kiss me when you want, and leave me when you leave me? You used to be the boss, and I just tolerated it. Now I am not your subordinate, and I have to obey myself." idea.”

A few words spewed out in succession like a machine gun, without taking a breath.

After Ah Yuan finished speaking, his breathing became rapid and his chest heaved.

Wen Yan came to his senses immediately, held her shoulders with his fingers, lowered his eyebrows and chin, so that no one could see his expression, and his black hair fell in front of Ayuan's face.

Ah Yuan remembered the slap just now and began to reflect on whether she had gone too far.

But I heard him say: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault." His gentle voice was wrapped in sadness and sounded a little weak.

This apology made all A-Yuan's words stick in his throat: "I..."

Unexpectedly, his warm cheek pressed against hers, and the wet and sticky feeling made her heart tremble: he was crying.

As soon as their breaths touched, burning heat spread from the top of their hearts to their whole bodies.

The temperature in the room rose. Wen Yan took off her suit, peeled off her shoulder straps with her fingers, and took off the silver chain on her chest. She stretched out her long arms to hold her in her arms, kicked off her slippers, and walked into the bedroom. The door was slammed heavily. Closed, the impact was deafening...

The atmosphere was ignited, and Ah Yuan pulled away from the heat and jumped out of bed.

Wen Yan hooked her smooth waist in time and asked in a breathy voice: "What are you doing?"

"Take, take something..."

A-Yuan stared at the suitcase beside the bed, and Wen Yan naturally understood it very well. He bit her earlobe, and the hot air penetrated into the ear canal, causing her whole body to tremble again: "You don't need that."

Ah Yuan was slightly dazed. Well, he knew that she was going to get Durex's suitcase.

Wen Yan held her under his body and smiled evilly, his thin lips looking sexy and sultry: "Pay attention."

……

The room was filled with spring scenery, and Ah Yuan had already fallen asleep from exhaustion.

Wen Yan helped her clean up briefly and covered her with a quilt. He casually put on a nightgown and stood on the terrace, holding a cigarette between his fingertips.

A Yuan appeared next to him as a bodyguard, attracting Wen Heng's attention.

He thought he could avoid danger by staying away from her, but now it seems that Ayuan has entered the situation.

That's why Wen Heng went to Country K personally to get the people back. This move was originally just a test. But seeing that A Yuan's disappearance made him confused, he mobilized a large number of people to search for people back and forth between the two countries. Everyone in the Wen family knew about it. Wen Heng had long thought that this move was very good.

Then there was the scene of proposing in public at the cocktail party, which stimulated him and made him excited to hold his seven inches.

Next, he had to change his mind to deal with Wen Heng.

After smoking a few cigarettes, he went to the bathroom to take a shower, got into A-Yuan's bed, and took her into his arms.

The sleeping woman lay on her side like a cat and curled up in his arms, and he felt a long-lost pleasure in his heart.

"Ayuan, wait for me."