Last time in the bathroom, the spreading water vapor intensified the scorching heat, Wen Li felt hot, and the skin on the shoulders and neck was scorched red, like ripe cherry fruit.

This time, Chen Hezheng asked her if she still wanted to go there, and Wen Li immediately shook her head.

"It's too hot," she whispered. "You can't breathe."

At the same time as the sound fell, the shoulder straps of the skirt were also crumbling. She quickly raised her hand to hold it down, and Chen Hezheng took the opportunity to kiss the back of her hand.

"You don't like it," he whispered, touching her hair, "we won't go."

The kiss that landed on the back of the hand was soft and light, without any strong taste, but it made Wen Li's heart beat faster, and his wrist also lost strength. The shoulder straps of the skirt with the little pearls falling out of control, fell silently.

Under the dim light, Wen Li's skin was as cold and white as high-quality suet. Chen Hezheng's eyes were deep, staring at her, gradually, even his breathing became deeper.

Wen Li was extremely nervous when he saw him, so he quickly stretched out his hand, covered his eyes with his palm, and reprimanded in a low voice, "Don't look!"

Her delicate and shy appearance made Chen Hezheng laugh lightly, "If you ask me to kiss you a few more times, I won't watch."

He looked so good when he smiled, all the coldness and indifference around him disappeared, leaving only a gentle tenderness, which was a scenery that only Wen Li could see.

He had always been like this only to her.

Wen Li looked up at him, saw him smile, saw his sharp eyebrows, and was a little obsessed for a while, unconsciously calling his name: "A Zheng, I really like seeing you smile."

Her voice was so soft that it made Chen Hezheng's blood boil.He picked her up, trapped her in his arms, clung to her tightly, and walked towards the bedroom.

The door of the bedroom was closed with a click, and it was not opened for a long time after that.

The sheets were wrinkled, like ripples on the surface of water, the quilt fell to the ground, and Chen Hezheng's neat and wide white shirt also fell, layer upon layer, like a handful of clean snow piled up in winter, which is pretty nice.

The curtains were not well covered, a small piece of moonlight came in, and sprinkled on Wen Li's calf, and further down, there were her tattoos.

Yanyan red, streamer intoxicating.

At the most vicious moment, he picked her up and turned his back, crying softly, sporadic and broken.

Chen Hezheng was sweating, and there was a moist light on his arms. He coaxed her to say embarrassing things. He said a lot, and every word made her ears burn.

Wen Li's speech was out of tune, and his name was A Zheng, intermittently, and it took several attempts to pronounce the correct sound.When she was most helpless, she grabbed Chen Hezheng's arm that was supporting her and bit it down with great force. The marks of the two small canine teeth were particularly obvious.

Chen Hezheng didn't seem to be in pain, he pushed back his sweaty forehead hair, revealing the straight outline of his forehead and nose bridge, which was rare and clear.

He lowered his eyes to glance at the tooth marks on his arm, his eyes were heavy and soft, covering her tenderly, "The mark on my tiger's mouth hasn't disappeared yet, you bite again."

Wen Li's consciousness was fuzzy, and he was about to cry, "I bite you because you bully others, let me go, and I won't bite."

Chen Hezheng leaned over, approached her, and teased her with a lazy tone: "If you let go now, you will cry even more."

While talking, he suddenly moved, caught off guard, Wen Li's eyes and breathing were all broken into pieces, falling on the long hair that covered the entire pillow.

She grabbed his arm, her eyes were wet, her voice was weak and hoarse, and she complained: "You are stupid, you promised me that it won't be too long."

"You said that you love me and want me to feel comfortable too," Chen Hezheng blocked her with what she said, "You are not allowed to be foolish."

Wen Li was speechless, and could only plead with red eyes.

Chen Hezheng posted it up and kissed her, and said softly to her: "Zhong Ying signed a long-term contract with Tang He, and I wrote songs for her. It's just a pure business cooperation, and I have no other thoughts. If I have a chance, I will take you to meet her, sheHis character is very similar to Zheng Jiaxun."

Wen Li didn't know how much he had listened to, and nodded indiscriminately, half understanding.

Chen Hezheng brushed away the hair sticking to Wen Li's neck, kissed her again, and said in a low voice, "I like to see you jealous for me, but I don't like to see you sad, understand?"

Wen Li understood this sentence, she tilted her head, buried her cheek in Chen Hezheng's palm, leaned against him obediently, and whispered: "A Zheng is very good. A Zheng will not make me sad."

She is so good at coaxing people, Chen Hezheng felt his heart beating softly, he stroked Wen Li's hair, and said in a gentle voice: "You can lose your temper, but don't be sad, feelings are actually very fragile, and you can't stand being sad again and again."

Wen Li stretched out his hand to hook Chen Hezheng's neck, pulled him closer to him, and whispered, "Then, can I be more stingy in the future? Show my possessiveness and let more people know that you are mine."

Her voice was extremely soft and her appearance was obedient. Chen Hezheng couldn't help but kissed her neck and collarbone one after another.

"It's yours," he said in a low voice, breathing hotly, "it's all yours, and it will always be yours."

He could never escape from her in his life, so he was willing to be trapped in her paradise.

...

Physical strength is a metaphysics, obviously two people are together, but when Wen Li was so tired that he was trembling with breathing, Chen Hezheng was refreshed, not only had the strength to hug her to take a bath, but also went downstairs to the kitchen to heat a glass of milk,Serve it on a small tray and feed her a drink.

Wen Li cried and begged until late at night, and was really thirsty.Chen Hezheng held the cup to her lips, and she drank it straight away, swallowing quickly, greedy like a cat.

After drinking the milk, Wen Li sat on the edge of the bed wrapped in a quilt, rubbed his stomach and whispered, "I'm a bit full."

After finishing speaking, she thought of something, and glanced at Chen Hezheng complainingly, "It's all your fault!"

Chen Hezheng fished her out of the quilt, pinched her chin, and said with a smile: "I have no conscience, I will turn my face when I am full."

Wen Li blinked, reached out to hug him, and whispered, "Next time, don't make me so full."

During the day, when Chen Hezheng asked his assistant to deliver clothes, he brought a nightgown, which was a clean pink color with a soft texture.Wen Li refused to wear it, so he just wrapped it in an old T-shirt of Chen Hezheng, and got under the quilt.

Chen Hezheng was helpless, his hair was still wet, and while wiping it with a towel, he said, "Why do you always grab my clothes to wear?"

Wen Li rubbed his eyes sleepily, his eyelashes were thick and long like a small rain forest, and subconsciously replied: "Because it smells like you, it smells very good, like mint leaves."

Holding the towel, Chen Hezheng remained silent for a moment, the blood that had just calmed down almost heated up again.

Wen Li was really tired, he couldn't open his eyes when he touched the pillow, he was fuzzy, and he didn't forget to reach out to Chen Hezheng's waist to hug him.Chen Hezheng passed his arm over, put it under her neck, put it on her pillow, and coaxed her to sleep.

In a half-dream and half-awake, Wen Li actually still had a sense of professionalism, and said vaguely: "I have to go to work on time tomorrow, so you are not allowed to ask for leave for me!"

Chen Hezheng smiled, and ran his fingers along her hair very softly.

With such a commotion, must wake up late the next morning.Wen Li hurriedly washed and changed his clothes, put on his shoes and was about to go out, when his fingers just touched the handrail of the door, Chen Hezheng stopped him and hugged him back.

Sandwiches and milk were placed on the dining table, Chen Hezheng pulled out a chair for her to sit down, and said, "I'll take you off after breakfast, you won't be late."

The milk was warm, just in the mouth, Wen Li shook his head, and said a little waywardly: "I don't want you to give it, such a big Aston, driving near the dance troupe, it's too eye-catching."

This pair of unconscionable appearance, lively little thankless wretch.

Chen Hezheng almost made her laugh angrily, pinched her face, and said, "I'll take you to the subway station on the way, you can take the subway one stop, so you won't be seen by anyone, right?"

Wen Li thought for a while, and the plan was still feasible, so he nodded and said, "Okay then."

The tone was a bit reluctant, Chen Hezheng put down the freshly cut fruit, thinking to himself, his temper is getting better and better.

Otherwise, she should be taught a lesson!

After breakfast, before going out, Wen Li sat on the shoe stool in the entrance, holding up her skirt to fiddle with the laces of her canvas shoes.

The surrounding light and shadow suddenly dimmed, like dark clouds gathering, before Wen Li could react, Chen Hezheng had already squatted down in front of her, and then, a pair of hands with clear bones appeared in her sight.

Slender and long fingers, thin and fair, with a sterling silver tail ring on the little finger, full of extravagance and a natural sense of pride.

Chen Hezheng hooked up Wen Li's shoelace with his fingertips, twisted it a few times, and quickly tied it into a knot, neatly tidying it up.

Behaviors that are too daily and life-like seem to be difficult to connect with people like Chen Hezheng. He has always had a strong sense of light, mysterious and unruly.

Wen Li felt his heart beating a little faster, thumping, and stretched out his fingers unconsciously, holding his wrist.

Chen Hezheng raised his head and looked at her, his dark eyes were like oceans, extremely beautiful.

"A Zheng," Wen Li said, "I haven't put on makeup today, not even lipstick."

Chen Hezheng didn't understand for a moment, and raised his eyebrows.

"Can I kiss you?" Wen Li pursed his lips, his eyes were moist, "It won't leave marks, so don't delay going out."

Chen Hezheng didn't respond to her immediately, but paused for a moment, and then checked the time on his watch.His slender and long fingers drew a cold white line in the air.

Wen Li watched his movements, thinking that he was in a hurry, he was a little disappointed, and his eyes darkened.

Just as she was about to say something that was too late, forget it, Chen Hezheng suddenly pulled her to stand up.Wen Li was unprepared, staggered, and was hugged by him against the wall on the other side of the entrance.

This corner could not penetrate the skylight, and the light was dim, which set off his pair of dark eyes, which seemed to be able to swallow people up.

Wen Li was startled by Chen Hezheng's actions, and looked up at him timidly. At the same time, she heard his voice, falling from the position above her head——

He said, "I'll give you one minute and twenty seconds to kiss me, is that enough?"

Wen Li was silent for a moment, raised his eyes to meet his four eyes, and then, slowly, took the initiative to lean towards him.

She seemed to have forgotten her shyness, and said softly: "A Zheng is not enough to kiss, not enough for one minute, not enough for an hour, not enough for a whole day! Unfortunately, there is not so much time now."

As he spoke, Wen Li stepped up, but only touched his Adam's apple. He couldn't help being dissatisfied, and complained: "You lower your head, it's too high."

Hearing this, Chen Hezheng really lowered his head to a distance suitable for her, allowing her to touch his lips lightly like a kitten.

"Did I teach you badly?" Chen Hezheng looked at her closely, and his warm breath brushed past her face, saying this deliberately.

"This is neither taught nor learned," Wen Li said in a serious tone, "When I see you, I want to kiss you—this is my instinct, and it's only when I'm facing you."

Chen Hezheng curled his lips, and smiled softly. Wen Li wanted to say something more, but he didn't give her another chance, and the rest of his voice was blocked by kisses.

The air seemed to be laced with melted maple syrup, unbelievably sweet.

Chen Hezheng calculated the time, one minute and twenty seconds, not one second less.Wen Li felt that she couldn't breathe well, and she couldn't do it. She had to bear the responsibility for the effort she provoked.

In the end, Wen Li's head was almost blank, he was dizzy, and his heart was beating like a drum.That kind of energy didn't slow down until got into the car.

The car drove out from the basement, and the sun came in from the car window, shining golden.

Wen Li leaned on the back of the co-pilot's seat, panting slightly, her lips were a bright red, even the water gloss lip gloss could not produce this effect.

There were traffic lights at the intersection, Chen Hezheng took the opportunity to glance at her, and asked with a smile, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

This question seems to be ambiguous.

Wen Li regained consciousness and shook his head decisively: "No."

After a while, I couldn't help complaining again, saying: "Chen Hezheng, you are really bad!"

Knowing that she was not his opponent, he deliberately controlled the rhythm and prevented her from breathing, forcing her to bury him even deeper in his arms.

Chen Hezheng smiled softly. He seemed to be in a very good mood. The sun fell on his side face, and the clear and meaningful smell was particularly exciting.