Secret marriage and seduction, Mr. Wen's heart is moved every day

The bathroom was filled with a strong scent, from the bath oil she had just added. Her body smelled the same as the bathroom, sweet tuberose.

He turned on the hair dryer and blew her hair skillfully, as if every strand of hair was passing through his fingers.

His deep voice fell together after he turned off the hair dryer.

"If you don't blow dry your hair, you won't be able to sleep well."

After saying that, he put the hair dryer back in the drawer. Lin Zhujin was still standing there, and Wen Yunsheng spoke again.

"Shall I go wash?"

Lin Zhujin finally reacted and nodded repeatedly, then walked out of the bathroom a little embarrassedly.

After going to bed, her thoughts had not yet reacted. She seemed to be still wandering in the moment when he had just blow-dried her hair. The sound of water in the bathroom gradually became louder, and she picked up a book on the bedside table to cover herself up.

But my mind was still in the bathroom.

Until the sound of water in the bathroom gradually faded, and the mist poured into the bedroom as the door opened.

After a while, the sound of the hair dryer was heard again, very briefly, and stopped after a while.

Her fingertips gripped the book harder and harder, and finally she closed it and placed it on the bedside. She curled up into the quilt.

She became more and more nervous until she felt the quilt beside her sink a little.

This tense feeling stopped the moment his hand touched it.

He leaned over, reached out, held her hand, and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Don't be nervous, will it be better if you hold hands?"

His palms were gentle and strong. Although she didn't want him to see that she was nervous, she seemed to have underestimated Wen Yunsheng.

"Much better. It's not that I'm afraid of you, but it's my first time sleeping in the same bed with a boy, so I'm a little nervous."

After saying that, Lin Zhujin still felt Wen Yunsheng approaching in the dark night.

The hot breath burned the area in front of her.

"Well, let's hold hands while sleeping to help you desensitize."

He spoke lightly, his hand still tightly held by his. Lin Zhujin did not speak, his breathing gradually became steady, and he didn't know what time it was when he finally fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, Lin Zhujin had completely forgotten that he was living in Tang Palace. He picked up his mobile phone and took a look at it sleepily. The eight o'clock shown on it woke Lin Zhujin up suddenly.

Because her commute to Yujingyuan was an hour, she usually woke up at seven or seven-thirty.

Today I didn’t expect to sleep until after eight o’clock.

She woke up suddenly, and when she lifted the quilt, she suddenly remembered that she stayed in Tang Palace last night. Just when she was about to come over to breathe a sigh of relief, the door opened.

Wen Yunsheng walked in and smiled when he saw her.

"I was just about to ask you to get up, wash up and go downstairs to have breakfast, and then I'll take you to work."

As he spoke, he walked to the cloakroom and Lin Zhujin walked in behind him. He looked at the display cabinet for a while, then turned to look at Lin Zhujin who was standing there, and waved for her to come over.

When she came to him, he pulled her hand.

He put his arm around her and whispered, "Help me find a suitable tie?"

Lin Zhujin moved her body and felt the distance between him and her. She slightly turned her body, but still felt his chest against her arm. She lowered her eyes and took a look. The color of the suit he wore today was still dark as usual. If she looked closely, she could see some subtle dark patterns.

But from a distance it just looked pitch black, which seemed a bit too depressing.

She looked in the closet, and finally her eyes fell on a dark green twill tie at the back.

Lin Zhujin recognized this brand, a classic model from DC.

His company only sells high-end menswear. Lin Zhujin had learned about it when he was buying a gift for Wen Yuanshao, but was ultimately discouraged by the price.

A simple tie costs tens of thousands of dollars.

Lin Zhujin does not rely on the Lin family, and the Lin family does not give her tens of thousands of yuan in pocket money every month like those rich daughters.

Basically, I rely on the small salary I earn myself.

She suppressed the random thoughts in her mind, took out the tie, and whispered, "Would you like to try this one?"

Wen Yunsheng lowered his eyes and took a look, then lowered his voice: "Are you sure about this model?"

It's not that I doubt her vision, it's just...

He has never tried such a color. The colors in his closet are actually all the same, all dark and steady, rarely such eye-catching colors. This one was given as a gift by the membership-level brand.

But seeing the expectation in Lin Zhujin's eyes, he stood up straighter, took the tie from her hand, and looked at Lin Zhujin when he was putting it around his neck.

"Mrs. Wen, can you please help me?"

He bent down and lowered his head, his brows relaxed. Lin Zhujin looked at the person who bent down for him, and his heart was actually touched for a moment.

She slowly raised her hand and carefully spread out his collar. She had learned how to tie a tie before, but now she was so nervous that she didn't know what to do next.

There was a hint of nervousness in her voice, and her crimson lips were slightly parted.

"What to do next? I seem to have forgotten how to tie a tie."

After saying that, Wen Yunsheng did not tell her what to do. He just held her little hands with both hands and taught her step by step.

When he finally adjusted it, he used a little force with one hand to hold her wrist.

The moment after tightening, his other hand was placed on her waist without her knowing when. He gently brought it over and hugged her intimately.

He spoke softly.

"Have you learned how to tie a tie now?"

Lin Zhujin nodded, and saw him hugging her waist tightly, her cheek buried in his chest, his chin resting on her forehead, and he continued to speak the next second.

"Now I'll teach you what a couple's hug is."

His chest was broad and thick, and the warmth of his chest matched the warmth of her cheek.

Hug between husband and wife.

These words echoed over and over in her mind, like a powerful drumstick hitting her heart again and again.

"I see."

Lin Zhujin replied nervously and raised his hand to push him.

"I need to change my clothes or I'll be late."

Lin Zhujin urged, and he let go reluctantly, rubbed her head, and said slowly: "Then I'll wait for you downstairs."

After he left the room, Lin Zhujin sat on the sofa in the cloakroom for a long time, unable to recover.

She rarely feels dependent on anything.

But in the moment when he held her in his arms just now, she admitted that she had a moment of dependence.

After breakfast, Wen Yunsheng personally took her to the dance troupe. He parked the car at the same place as before and she walked there.

When she arrived at the dance troupe, Zhu Lin was already there and even brought her a cup of coffee.

Lin Zhujin looked at the cup of coffee, not knowing whether to accept or reject it.

After glancing at other people who seemed to be holding one, Lin Zhujin thought that he should have bought one for everyone, so he took it.

I'm thinking of inviting you back next time.

"Thank you, senior brother."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Yun Jiao beside her in the mirror, with a faint smile on her face.