Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Jinchen turned around in a good mood and wanted to hold Liang Yanze's hand, but found that Liang Yanze was not looking at Ye Lu's embarrassed look.

Liang Yanze was leaning alone against the window sill of the stairwell at the end of the corridor, with his head slightly tilted, making it impossible to see what emotions were surging beneath his calm surface.

Jinchen tilted his head, staring at Liang Yanze with his gray eyes without blinking.

Liang Yanze sensed his gaze, leaned his elbows lazily back on the cold windowsill, and lightly hooked his finger towards Jinchen.

Jinchen walked over.

As soon as he approached, Liang Yanze put his hands around his neck and pulled him towards him.

The two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing.

Liang Yanze's voice was very soft, and the ending tone was lazy and seductive, like a small hook, "Take off my glasses."

Jinchen put his arm around Liang Yanze's narrow waist, stretched out his cold fingers, took off the thin-rimmed glasses on his nose, and casually hooked them on his fingertips.

The moment the glasses were taken off, Liang Yanze's beautiful and calm eyes were fully revealed, with a thin mist in his eyes, looking straight into Jinchen's gray eyes.

The next second, Liang Yanze raised his head and kissed her actively.

Jinchen naturally had no reason to refuse.

He hugged Liang Yanze's waist tightly, wrinkled his smooth shirt, took the initiative, and deepened and intensified the kiss.

The kiss was not gentle at all, and even had a hint of ruthlessness, conquering and entangled. He knew that Liang Yanze liked it this way.

I like this kind of almost suffocating, possessive intimacy.

As their lips and teeth intertwined, Liang Yanze's eyes turned red, his breathing became rapid, and his eyes became a little blurred.

He felt that his behavior at the moment was childish and impulsive, but he still couldn't help but ask in a slightly panting voice while pressing his forehead against Jinchen's in between breaths.

"Me and him...who is more delicious?"

Jinchen heard this and chuckled.

His eyes narrowed dangerously, and his fingertips touched the corners of Liang Yanze's lips, which were red, swollen and wet from being kissed, and rubbed them hard.

"Wife, no one can compare to you."

"you belong With Me."

Liang Yanze opened his mouth slightly as he was rubbed by him, and subconsciously held the finger in his mouth, mumbling: "...I barely believe you."

Although he said so, the smile and satisfaction that could not be hidden in his eyes completely betrayed his current mood.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +10, totaling 60! 】

[The villain's darkening value is detected -8, totaling 37! 】

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Because Zhao Xitang took over the full responsibility, Zhou Chengjun's hospitalization did not bring Liang Yanze the expected heavy workload, and it was even a little easier than before.

After all, Zhao Xitang doesn't have Zhou Chengjun's domineering boss syndrome that breaks out from time to time.

He is calm, efficient, decisive in decision-making, and communicates exceptionally well.

At home, Liang Yanze leaned relaxedly in Jinchen's arms, with his laptop on his knees, processing emails.

There were several project documents scattered on the carpet next to him that needed his review and signature.

He picked up one and handed it to Jinchen behind him without even looking at it, "Here."

Jinchen took the thick document and held it for him obediently.

Liang Yanze looked back at him, only to see Jinchen with his eyelashes lowered, staring at the document cover seriously, his profile looking particularly cold and superior.

A smile flashed across his eyes behind the glasses, and he felt that Jinchen looked even more handsome when he was focused.

As soon as Liang Yanze had this thought, he heard Jinchen's serious evaluation in his low and pleasant voice.

"can't read."

Liang Yanze laughed when he heard this and said gently: "It's normal if you don't understand. These are all professional..."

But when he took a closer look, he realized that Jinchen was more than just confused.

After looking at it for a long time, I even got the project book wrong.

Liang Yanze immediately became interested. He put the computer aside, sat up cross-legged, turned around and faced Jinchen, and asked in surprise, "You...can't read?"

As a top student from a prestigious university, a CEO's assistant, he never imagined that one day he would find...

An illiterate monster as a boyfriend.

Jinchen was a little dissatisfied because of this question.

"I am the swamp. Swamps don't need to be literate, and they don't need to work!"

Liang Yanze: "..."

Okay, he, the hard-working urban cow, admitted to being hurt by this statement.

He looked at Jinchen, who looked illiterate but proud, and found it both funny and inexplicably cute.

Liang Yanze reached out and pinched Jinchen's cold cheek, then stood up and went to the study to get paper and pen.

"Then I'll teach you." Liang Yanze sat back down in front of Jinchen and spread out the paper and pen on the coffee table. "Do you know the two characters in your name, 'Jinchen'?"

Jinchen looked at Liang Yanze's serious expression, and a very subtle fluctuation flashed in his gray pupils.

He shouldn't have any knowledge of words in his memory, but for these two words... he subconsciously knew how to write them.

Come to think of it...he should be literate.

At least recognize some.

But Jinchen decided not to say it.

His grey eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a blank and innocent look, and he shook his head. "I don't know."

He even leaned forward, resting his chin on Liang Yanze's shoulder, and lowered his voice, "My wife wrote it for me to see."

Liang Yanze's ears were tickled by his breath. He turned his head to avoid it, but Jinchen took the opportunity to kiss him on the cheek.

Helplessly, he gently pressed the pen cap against Jinchen's lips to poke him away, and wrote the two words "Jinchen" fluently on the white paper.

"Is this it?" Liang Yanze asked, pointing at the two words.

Jinchen looked at the familiar strokes, his gray eyes lit up, but he remained calm on the surface and just nodded.

"Yes."

He paused, his eyes falling on Liang Yanze's fingers holding the pen, and asked again, "How do you write your wife's handwriting?"

Liang Yanze smiled, picked up the pen and wrote the three words "Liang Yanze" next to "Jinchen".

As soon as the pen tip left the paper, the phone beside me rang. It was a work call.

Liang Yanze glanced at the caller ID and picked up the computer. "I'm going to the study to have an online meeting. Wait for me for a moment."

Jinchen nodded, his pupils shifted, and his gaze followed him out of the living room.

It was not until the study door closed gently that Jinchen withdrew his gaze, lowered his head again, and his eyes fell on the white paper on the coffee table.

"Jinchen".

He stretched out his cold fingers and very lightly and slowly stroked the strokes where the ink had not yet dried.

Jinchen picked up the pen.

……

Nearly half an hour later.

When Liang Yanze came back from the meeting, he found that the lights in the room were off and it was very dark, and Jinchen was gone.

"Jinchen?" No one answered.

He was a little confused and wanted to turn on the light but found that he couldn't. He could only walk in and use the dim light coming through the curtains to see the paper on the table. There seemed to be a lot of things written on the paper.

Liang Yanze came in without his glasses, so he couldn't see clearly. He could only pick up the paper, and suddenly his breathing stopped for a moment.

[Liang Yanze Liang Yanze Liang Yanze Liang Yanze Liang Yanze...]

The entire white paper was filled with his name.