Runaway wife is very charming

Chapter 167 [Yan Zong's Playing Badly] Stop Bringing Women Home
But... she refused so quickly.

She was afraid that her heart would be shaken because she didn't have enough confidence in her belief...

At least for now, because these days... Yan Junchen is indeed a little abnormal.

"It's possible..." He leaned over, his eyes were dark, with the familiar smell of cigars.

He took her hand and slowly moved it to his chest.

The position of the heart is beating powerfully, carrying the hot temperature of his chest...

Wen Qingruo's ears were a little hot, and she struggled almost subconsciously, but his hands were very strong.

"I won't bring women home in the future." Of course he knew why she retorted so quickly, because...he had a precedent.

Wen Qingruo was stunned suddenly.

"I won't spread any gossip." He said again, "I didn't release the news last time...it was Qin Zilan who secretly took pictures while I was asleep."

"Let go."

Wen Qingruo's heart suddenly beat violently. In the past, Yan Junchen was always stingy and talked a lot, and he never even explained.

"You let go...Yan Junchen, I hope you don't want to be sentimental,"

Wen Qingruoqiang forced herself not to believe what he said, not to trust anyone.

Yan Junchen suddenly leaned over, blocked her lips heavily, and a strong breath swept every inch of her mouth.

The opera on stage is still going on...

Thinking that there were still people on the stage, Wen Qingruo pushed Yan Junchen away forcefully.

His lips are bright red, like enchanting coral, like a magnificent rose.

"It's okay, you can learn to adapt, I will do what I say." Yan Junchen smiled, "Don't you like ballet? Focus on watching."

But why is Wen Qingruo still interested in watching?Her whole body was a little dazed.

[It's okay, you can learn to adapt, I will do what I say. 】Do what?Don't bring a woman home?Or...Wen Qingruo didn't dare to think about it, what he said was always being so good to himself?

No, no, no...these must be illusions...

However, he easily knew all of Wen Qingruo's preferences, which Wen Qingruo had never revealed in front of him, nor had he ever told him.

But he knew it all.

The atmosphere is slightly condensed...

Wen Qingruo didn't know when she fell into a deep sleep with her eyes closed.

Yan Junchen couldn't hear the voice next to him for a long time, turned his head subconsciously, just in time to see Wen Qingruo's eyes closed, the long eyelashes cast a beautiful shadow under the eyes.

He laughed, this woman...

Her sleeping face was peaceful, and she had let go of all her usual defenses. The sound of singing and dancing on the stage was still there. Yan Junchen raised his hand slightly, and the actors understood, and they all left the stage quickly.

For a moment, the huge theater was even more empty, only Wen Qingruo and Yan Junchen were left.

Yan Junchen couldn't bear to call her up, so he took off his coat, covered Wen Qingruo, bent down and picked her up.

Her body was very petite, just right in his arms.

Kicked open the door of the theater, a man was leaning against the door.

His blue eyes stared interestingly at the person who came out of the door. His shirt was open, exposing most of his chest, and... there was a conspicuous woman's lip print on the conspicuous place of his shirt.

He looked at Yan Junchen, who was holding a woman in Yan Junchen's arms. Her long chestnut hair and white lace headband fell down like a waterfall, revealing only a delicate side face.

(End of this chapter)