Even after that, Wen Muyan straightened up and didn't intend to force the kiss that she resisted at the beginning!

Yuan Yaozhong suddenly felt a pain. He didn't want to escape any more. He leaned on the back of the sofa and suddenly reached for Wen Muyan's arm

Wen Muyan looked at her in surprise, puzzled

He knew that yuanyao could not easily compromise with him on this matter.

Five years can't, how can he expect her to be here to let him touch her.

But yuanyao bit her lip and seemed to struggle a lot.

Groping with both hands, he climbed up Wen Muyan's shoulder coldly.

Wen Muyan's body was stiff and his eyes looked at her incredulously.

Yuan Yao looks directly into Wen Muyan's eyes with her eyes raised. Then she gradually falls to his thin lips. Her heart beats nervously and her chest heaves violently. Finally, she slowly closes her eyes and takes the initiative to approach Wen Muyan's lips

Two people's breath superposition, warm touch interweave, the atmosphere is tense and beautiful.

Wen Muyan was completely shocked by Yuan Yao's action. What he had never thought of happened suddenly now, but his heart was in a mess.

Mingming was still resisting him just now, but for a moment

There is something wrong with this, but the situation at this time does not allow him to think much.

Just when Yuan Yao's lips were about to kiss him, a voice that seemed to be angry suddenly rang out.

"Miss yuan!"

Yuan Yao's body froze, her eyes suddenly opened, and she turned to look at the source of the sound.

The man standing in front of the elevator, Yuan Yao knows, is the housekeeper here.

"Uncle Li..."

Uncle Li walked to the tea table with an ugly face, slightly bent over, and with a strong sense of happiness in his breath.

"Miss yuan, Mr. Xia will be back soon. He said he has something to talk about with you. Fortunately, you haven't had a rest yet!"

Xia Mingxiu

Yuan Yao's body suddenly stiff, stagnant cold eyes instantly awake, the body moved back, and Wen Muyan opened the distance.

Wen Mu Yan's eyes darkened for a moment. He raised his eyes and took a meaningful look at the respectful Uncle Li. He had a thin lip and sharp lip line.

"What do you have to talk about at night? Tired for a day, yuanyao needs to rest early. "

But Uncle Li laughed and said, "Mr. Wen, it's only eight o'clock now, and Mr. Xia will be back soon. Eight o'clock in Kyoto is not a night

Is this a roundabout satire on their shamelessness in broad daylight?

Wen Muyan's eyes narrowed tightly and stood up from the sofa, pulling yuanyao up from the sofa.

"I'll take you upstairs to rest."

Uncle Li didn't stop him, but when yuanyao passed him, he said, "please don't rest, Miss yuan. Otherwise, if Mr. Xia comes back and wakes you up, I don't feel very good..."

Yuan Yaozhi frowned, but Wen Muyan strongly held her away.

There was nothing to say in the elevator for a moment. Yuanyao stood on one side of the elevator and said for a long time, "Muyan, just... Sorry."

"Why apologize?"

"I... I don't know."

Wen Mu Yan lowered his eyelids and couldn't see the look in his eyes.

It just sounds bitter.

"You don't know, I know..."

Yuan Yao held her hands tightly in front of her body, biting her lips and could not say a word.

"I'll wait for you..."

Yuan Yao closed her eyes, covering her helpless.

He's always like this, always like this

I'll always wait for you, I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you