Dressed as a bully and always finds her boyfriend

Wen Zheyan was taken aback.

Yan Rong did wear less.

The temperature on his hands is very low.

Wen Zheyan felt the touch of Yan Rong's fingers pinching his face, and only felt the cool air begin to spread through the contact places.

But this is not a problem, the problem is that the two people's current posture is a bit weird.

Wen Zheyan turned her head slightly, missed Yan Rong's hand, and asked, "...what do you mean?"

Yan Rong didn't explain, just called his name: "Wen Zheyan."

Wen Zheyan pondered for a while before realizing what was going on.

His face flushed all of a sudden, and he said, "You—why did you speak so suddenly... like this!"

It's unbearable to always come so suddenly.

Yan Rong: "You told me to coax you yesterday."

"Who? No, no one! It's not me!" Wen Zheyan took a step back and opened the distance between the two.

Yan Rong was already prepared, so he took out his mobile phone and showed Wen Zheyan the previously recorded content.

Wen Zheyan: "..."

day.

Yan Rong is too cunning!

It even recorded the screen!

Excessive!

Wen Zheyan's reaction speed was also very fast, she quickly closed her eyes tightly, and said shamelessly: "I don't watch it. I'm blind now, and I can't see anything. Really, even if you record the video, I won't see anything." Know."

Yan Rong: "Really?"

"Ok!"

After Wen Zheyan nodded, she gave a thumbs up to her quick-witted self. Just a little bit proud, she suddenly felt a soft touch on her lips.

Wen Zheyan: "!!!"

Wen Zheyan opened his eyes instantly.

Yan Rong's enlarged face appeared in front of his eyes.

too close.

Wen Zheyan was so close that he could clearly see the pores on Yan Rong's face and his long eyelashes.

He felt Yan Rong's breath spraying on his face, and only felt that the temperature on his face began to rise gradually.

Wen Zheyan blinked, and his heartbeat stopped for a moment. Fortunately, Yan Rong only kissed him superficially. He quickly let go of Wen Zheyan and moved away. With a smile in his beautiful eyes, he asked: " How did you open your eyes? Didn’t you say that you are blind?”

Wen Zheyan: "..."

... Yan Rong has treated him like this, how could he still close his eyes with peace of mind?

Looking at it like that, doesn't it look like asking for a kiss! ?

Wen Zheyan even wanted to applaud Yan Rong.

People nowadays, in order to win, they really can do anything...

Wen Zheyan gave a thumbs up: "Okay, I count you as ruthless."

The two stood outside for a while, and Wen Zheyan's wet hair became stiff. He shivered and said, "It's too cold outside, come back to the room with me first. What time do you have in the afternoon?" airplane?"

"Five o'clock." Yan Rong said.

Wen Zheyan: "That's still early."

Wen Zheyan turned around and took two steps, seeing that Yan Rong hadn't followed: "Why don't you come?"

"..." Yan Rong looked at the villa in front of him.

Wen Zheyan thought of something, and immediately said: "It's okay, you don't need to feel embarrassed, my parents have gone to work!"

Only then did Yan Rong catch up.

Wen Zheyan opened the lock with her fingerprint.

The room was well heated, and Wen Zheyan quickly entered the entrance, only then did he feel alive.

"It's too cold outside..." Wen Zheyan muttered, bent down to take out the spare slippers, and said to Yan Rong behind him, "You wear these."

When she looked up again, Wen Zheyan saw Zou Ying sitting on the sofa.

and many more?

Why the hell are you at home?

Wen Zheyan subconsciously glanced down at the time.

——It is already past ten o'clock in the morning. At this time, it is reasonable to say that both Wen Dahai and Zou Ying should be at work?

Wen Zheyan immediately turned to look at Yan Rong.

Yan Rong was already changing his shoes.

"Uh..." Wen Zheyan touched his nose and whispered, "Yan Rong, my mother is at home. Don't you mind?"

Yan Rong: "It's okay."

Wen Zheyan heaved a sigh of relief.

He waited for Yan Rong to change his shoes, took off his windbreaker and put it on a hanger beside him, entered the room and shouted, "Mom, why didn't you go to work?"

Zou Ying agreed coldly: "Yes."

Wen Zheyan: "?"

Why does this mother feel a little weird.

If it was normal, his mother would have explained it by herself long ago.

But Wen Zheyan didn't think much about it, and introduced Yan Rong, "This is my friend Yan Rong."

Yan Rong bowed slightly and greeted Zou Ying: "Hello, Auntie, my name is Yan Rong, and I am the CEO of Yan Group. I am 27 years old, five years older than Yan Yan. I am 1.9 meters tall and weigh [-]... "

Wen Zheyan: "???"

Wen Zheyan pulled Yan Rong in fright, and lowered his voice: "Shut up! Are you introducing the household registration book..."

Yan Rong was confident: "It's the first time I meet my aunt, so of course I have to introduce myself completely."

Zou Ying put the delicate cup in her hand on the coffee table.

She stood up gracefully, with a decent smile on her face, and said in a warm voice: "I know you, you were a guest in "The Light of Morning Sun" before, and I heard Yan Yan talk about you on weekdays."

"Yes." Yan Rong glanced at Wen Zheyan, "Yanyan performed very well on the show. I just didn't expect that Yanyan would mention me in front of you..."

Zou Ying looked at Yan Rong and Wen Zheyan who were standing together not far away.

Both of them are tall, so their good looks are naturally worth mentioning.Yan Rong didn't have many facial expressions, and his whole body was a bit cold, while Wen Zheyan, who was smiling on his face, stood beside him, subtly neutralizing Yan Rong's sense of alienation.

Looks pretty right.

Zou Ying was very satisfied with this future daughter-in-law.

"Come and sit. Take it easy."

"it is good."

Zou Ying moved to the side sofa.

Wen Zheyan and Yan Rong sat on the sofa together.

Yan Rong usually doesn't talk much, especially with people he just met, he can't hold back a few words, but today he is uncharacteristically able to speak.

No matter what Zou Ying proposed, Yan Rong was able to pick up the words, and skillfully used the words, so that the atmosphere between the three would not be cold, and it could even be called warm.

In the end, Zou Ying couldn't hold back her cold and elegant posture at all. She relaxed, told a lot of interesting things about Wen Zheyan's childhood, and wanted to go to the room to show Yan Rong the photos of Wen Zheyan's childhood.

"Mom..." Wen Zheyan weakly raised his hand in protest.

Zou Ying knew at a glance that Wen Zheyan was embarrassed, and she smiled: "It's getting late now, Yan Rong should stay for dinner. I won't take up your time for now. Yanyan, you take Yan Rong Walking around in the room? I'll ask you to come down after dinner."

"Okay." Wen Zheyan answered quickly without waiting for Yan Rong to answer.

He was really scared.

——If the two continue to talk like this, I'm afraid Zou Ying will shake off all his old feelings.

But what surprised Wen Zheyan was that when Zou Ying chatted with Yan Rong, some of the details that Zou Ying occasionally mentioned happened in real life when Wen Zheyan was a child, exactly as he remembered.

Wen Zheyan was suspicious.

Logically speaking, Wen Zheyan should have transmigrated into another person.

The two have the same name and the same parents, but no matter how similar they are, they shouldn't be the same in everything. Would that be considered another person?

Wen Zheyan led Yan Rong upstairs.

perhaps……

Can Yan Xingzhou tell him the answer?

After all, in this world, only Yan Xingzhou was in the same situation as him.

But Yan Xingzhou might not know about it either.

If you have a chance in the future, you can try it secretly.

Wen Zheyan made up his mind and pushed open the door of his room: "Come in, do you want to drink something? Or coffee?"

"It's all right." Yan Rong said.

Wen Zheyan: "Do you want to use the computer? The password is my birthday."

Yan Rong: "No need."

"Then wait a moment, I'll go and get two bottles of Fat House Happy Water."

Wen Zheyan went downstairs and saw Zou Ying laughing silently in the living room.

Wen Zheyan: "???"

What the fuck?

"Mom??? What's wrong with you???"

Zou Ying's body tensed for a moment, and she turned her head abruptly. Seeing that Wen Zheyan came down alone, she relaxed, patted her chest and said, "I was shocked. Cough, how did your mother perform just now? Isn't it very similar?" Is it a rich lady from a wealthy family?"

No wonder he felt weird when he saw Zou Ying today.

Wen Zheyan: "...why perform?"

Wen Zheyan opened the refrigerator and took out two cans of Sprite.

Zou Ying smiled and brushed her hair: "I didn't know your boyfriend was Yan Rong before, and I thought it was just a child from an ordinary family. After that performance, didn't you hold hands? I will check with your dad After looking down, I found that the Yan family is a real wealthy family. Our family is an upstart, which is different from them. Others say that there is a wall between the nouveau riche and the rich, and other wealthy families do not bring upstarts to play. This time suddenly Meeting him, of course I want to save face for you, you can't be ashamed, can you?"

Wen Zheyan blinked: "Yan Rong is not that kind of person. And Mom, no matter what, you won't embarrass me."

"Before you entered his house, you started to speak for others?"

Wen Zheyan: "...Mom!"

"Hahaha."

With a smile in his eyes, Zou Ying waved his hands and said, "Okay, I know you are a filial boy and never think about your parents' behavior, but you also need to know that in this world, what we think is okay is not really okay. I have a pretty good impression of that Yan Rong. Go up and accompany him."

Wen Zheyan: "Mom, don't think too much."

"Well. By the way, I'm at home today because when I got up in the morning, my aunt told me that you were drunk yesterday. I was waiting for you to get up at home, but I heard the movement from you, and I haven't had time to find you. I saw you running down like a butterfly. I saw Yan Rong at a glance."

"...What a butterfly."

Wen Zheyan muttered, "Then I'll go up."

He took Sprite upstairs, and when he entered the door, he found Yan Rong sitting on his chair and falling asleep.

Yan Rong had long hands and long legs. He was half lying on the chair at this time, his body was slightly tilted, and he looked a little aggrieved.

His eyes were closed, his long eyelashes hanging down.

Wen Zheyan saw the faint dark circles under Yan Rong's eyes.

Wen Zheyan paused, and an inexplicable feeling rose in his heart. He walked over lightly, put Sprite on the table, and stretched out his hand to push Yan Rong's shoulder.

Yan Rong: "Huh?"

Wen Zheyan: "Go to bed and sleep, the chair is uncomfortable."

Yan Rong looked sleepy, his eyes half-opened, obviously extremely sleepy, and he didn't know how he kept his mental state while chatting with Zou Ying downstairs, so that people couldn't see it at all.

He wiped his face, and without being polite to Wen Zheyan, he took off his clothes and went to bed.

Wen Zheyan: "Then you sleep, I'll wake you up at 02:30."

"it is good."

Yan Rong fell into the soft bed, and he pulled up the quilt.

The quilt that had been sun-dried was very fluffy, and there was a faint smell of lemon on the pillow, mixed with a slight milky smell, breaking into the nostrils.

It was the familiar smell of Wen Zheyan.