routine wife's day

Chapter 21 Ye Ye's Provocation (2)

The behavior of the two people was very intimate. A female reporter rushed forward from behind, regardless of her foot being stepped on, and asked very sharply: "President Leng, what is the relationship between you and Zi Yan, why do you frequently Appearing in her life circle? I heard that you are married, will your behavior affect your married life? "

Lin Yan stared at the TV screen in a daze, without saying a word. She didn't know why, but she was also looking forward to the answer to the reporter's question. She sat quietly in front of the TV, and even forgot to breathe. Quietly staring at the TV.

Ye Ye turned her head and stared at Lin Yan. She wanted to see something on her face, but she couldn't see anything. She saw Lin Yan watching the TV with a calm face, as if the people on the TV didn't look like her at all. do not know.

In fact, Lin Yan's heart is not as calm as the surface, and there is a faint expectation.

I saw Leng Mohan raised his head, looked at the female reporter coldly, his face was calm, and the condensed temperament exuded from his body almost froze everyone present, the female reporter was also taken aback, and shrank back involuntarily shrunk.

And when Lin Yan in front of the TV saw his indifferent face, she seemed to be frozen for a moment, she looked away, lowered her head slightly, she didn't know what happened, she just seemed to be possessed by a demon Usually, if you look forward to that answer, you will not get it after all.

"Sister Lin Yan, is that Brother Mo Han? Who is that woman? She looks familiar. Is she that movie star? Zi Yan?" Ye Ye asked, staring at Lin Yan.

"The artists of their company." Lin Yan finished speaking lightly, got up and walked upstairs.

Ye Ye looked at her back with an enchanting smile on his lips.

Their relationship is not as good as it seems on the surface, at least when Lin Yan saw Leng Mohan with other women, she didn't react at all. Thinking about it, Ye Ye smiled even bigger.

Sitting in the study upstairs, I opened the manuscript about the 'seven-year itch', but my mind was buzzing, and I still couldn't change the reason. I wrote and deleted it for an hour, two hours, and deleted it. Write, after all, half a word is not written.

The sun was setting in the west and the sunset was beautiful, but Lin Yan felt sleepy, probably because she came to her aunt, she was so sleepy that she could hardly keep her eyes open, so she just turned off the computer and climbed into bed for a while. With an inspiration, even if you sit in front of the computer all day without inspiration, you may not be able to code a word.

Climbed into bed and soon fell asleep, I don't know how long I slept, I only felt my throat was dry in a daze, I opened my eyes and wanted to pour a glass of water, but I felt vaguely that my waist seemed to be bound by something.

Lin Yan was startled, and suddenly woke up.

The white moonlight came in from the window, and Lin Yan saw the man lying beside her under the bright moonlight, it was Leng Mohan.

Lin Yan couldn't help but find it funny, in this Biluoyuan, in this house, no one but Leng Mohan dared to come in, and just lay on this bed, he was too worried.

The clear and cold moonlight casts a hazy feeling on Leng Mohan's face. Without the indifference and defense of the day, his face is surprisingly gentle at this moment. With such a sleeping face, he looks like a child. The relationship with her was still so good, so innocent. At that time, he was the elder brother and she was the younger sister.

(End of this chapter)