After the rebirth, the white moonlight of the actor turned black

"Yanyan, it hurts..." Han Qingman frowned, her voice was soft and tender, her bright eyes seemed to be stained with mist, making her look delicate and pitiful.

If he didn't know who she was, with her actress-level acting skills, I'm afraid she could really deceive him.

But he knew she was faking it.

And she still pretends to be like this knowing that the other party knows her true face, which is clearly provocative.

"Say," Wen Jingyan clasped her wrist even tighter, his whole palm flushed red, "Your purpose."

How did she know the password of the study room, and why did she come here.

Yesterday she ignored his objection and insisted on coming to Wen's house with her father. He still couldn't figure out what she wanted to do.

But seeing her here today meant that Han Qingman really wanted something from the Wen family, not because he was careless.

Han Qingman looked up, her expression changed from affectation to a playful smile, "Let you fall in love with me, and then I can do whatever I want in Wen's house."

"What about after doing whatever you want?" Wen Jingyan approached her, close to her face, "Use my hand to destroy the Wen family?"

"That's right." The more Han Qingman admits without concealment, the more people can't guess whether what she said is true or not.

Wen Jingyan stared at her for a while, as if he understood something, his anger gradually dissipated, and an incomprehensible smile appeared on his face.

He didn't go around with her, but asked directly: "You approached me because you wanted revenge?"

Han Qingman smiled nicely, but didn't answer.

"It's possible," Wen Jingyan stroked the scab on her lips with his thumb, looked down slightly, and said in an intimate tone, "I have a lot of blood on my hands, so much that I can't even remember, among them... Do you have a share of your Han family?"

He said, paying attention to her reaction.

It's about the death of her parents, no matter how good Han Qingman's acting skills are, it's impossible to be completely indifferent.

He saw her eyes loosen.

"Understood," Wen Jingyan pinched her chin and brushed her lips, "It's because you don't know, so you want to find evidence? Make sure it was me or my father who did it, and then personally avenge your parents ?”

Han Qingman laughed, as if the weakness at that second no longer existed.

"Yeah, when I'm sure, just like you said, at your craziest time...kill you."

"Okay, I'll wait for you to take my life." Wen Jingyan smiled instead of anger, and kissed her lips, "Anyway, I'm already tired of living."

Unlike yesterday, who always bit her roughly, today seemed to be different. He was like kissing a lover, carefully sculpting the contours of her lips, and there was a kind of morbid infatuation in his eyes.

Wen Jingyan kissed her around and covered her lips, followed by a warning: "But don't do such a dangerous thing again next time."

Han Qingman didn't dodge, let him invade for a long time, now leaning against the wall, laughing: "What do you mean?"

"The study is an important place. Usually, no one can come in without my father and me," he said. "If it was not me but my father who came in today, you would be dead now—the Wen family has thousands of ways to let you in." accidental death' approach."

"Oh," Han Qingman was not afraid, and smiled beautifully, "Then I want to try."

"?" Even Wen Jingyan didn't understand what she was talking about at the moment.

It wasn't until the footsteps outside were getting closer that he was sure that Han Qingman's hearing was extremely sensitive——

She had heard it long ago.

Han Qingman smiled at Wen Jingyan, then turned to open the door.

Before she could pull the door, Wen Jingyan pulled her back and pushed her hard onto the bookshelf, causing several books to fall to the ground.

Han Qingman's lute bone hit the bookshelf, and the strong pain caused her eyes to secrete physiological tears instantly, and she swallowed a muffled groan back into her stomach.

With a "hiss", her clothes were ripped open, revealing her fragrant shoulders with ambiguous marks.

He pulled down more than half of his clothes, clasped his hands and turned his back.

Han Qingman's front body was stuck to the bookshelf, and a kiss fell from behind.

Wen Jingyan leaned against her smooth back, with a fierce force in his lustful eyes, he bit her shoulder and back, causing her to scream out in pain the moment the door opened.

Wen Zhiming froze at the door.

Rao, a middle-aged man who has experienced many battles, was also stunned when he saw this scene.

not to mention……

That was his son who had never been interested in women.

My life, which has been dull for nearly 30 years, suddenly seemed to be enlightened.

This... was a little unprepared.

Han Qingman looked a little embarrassed, while Wen Jingyan put one arm around her waist to support most of her body. She faced the door and looked at Wen Zhiming in puzzlement.

When the matter got to this point, Han Qingman had no choice but to act as if she had been crushed, turned her head away in embarrassment, and shouted in a voice as if she was about to cry: "Yanyan..."

Wen Jingyan raised his head from her shoulders and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Dad..."

"Uh...haha, I thought..." Wen Zhiming coughed, "Cough! Yan'er, is there no room at home? Is it just so anxious?"

Wen Jingyan straightened up, took off his sports jacket, covered Han Qingman's body with his backhand, and hugged Han Qingman in his arms, without being nervous, he explained slowly: "If you're in a hurry, just come in."

"Okay, okay, I really can't help some things," Wen Zhiming smiled, "I heard that you guys had a night of quarrel yesterday, and the quarrel was so upside down that it disturbed people's dreams, and now... hey, the energy of young people Just good."

Han Qingman is considered tall among female stars, but she still looks so small in Wen Jingyan's arms.

She just curled up in his arms, ashamed to see others.

Wen Jingyan put his arms around her right hand and lifted it up to stroke her hair as a comfort.

Wen Zhiming coughed: "Okay, then you guys will go down to eat. Really, the little girl didn't leave today, so I'm going to be in a hurry."

With that said, he closed the door.

The door will not open again until they are out.

As soon as Wen Zhiming left, Han Qingman raised her head, put her chin on his heart and smiled at him: "So Yanyan likes to play this style? It seems that she was gentler to me yesterday."