At 10:45, Min Xingzhou did not arrive at the villa on time.

The dining table was deserted and there were no noodles. In the past, Lin Yan liked to add some chopped green onions to his noodles, but they looked really tasteless and he had never eaten them.

In my impression, Lin Yan was very good at cooking and she paid him money to learn how to cook.

Lin Yan had a video chat with Mr. Lin on the balcony. After asking about the old man's physical condition, Lin Yan asked, "Where is Yiwei?"

Mr. Lin's weak voice came: "I just came home. When I have time to come back for dinner, I will ask her to apologize to you in person."

Lin Yan held her chin: "No, her apology is not worth anything."

Mr. Lin smiled: "You seem to be in a good mood these days."

Lin Yan also smiled: "I am happy to see grandpa."

The old man narrowed his eyes: "You talkative thing."

Min Xingzhou came from behind Lin Yan, put his hands on the glass table, easily trapping her whole body, and said to the other side, "She went out to hang out recently, how can she be unhappy when she comes back?"

Lin Yan was frightened by Min Xingzhou's appearance, but with more experience he was able to control the situation. He turned around and smiled, "Am I cheating on you?"

Min Xingzhou Qinghe, shouldn't do it.

There was nothing wrong with the old man. He had noticed Min Xingzhou's presence through the video ten minutes ago, but he didn't call him out.

The old man asked: "Xingzhou, do you want the superiors to stop the suburban project?"

"It's me, since she wants it." When Min Xingzhou said, he lowered his head and glanced at Lin Yan, "It's better to let all of you surnamed Lin fall down, who dares to touch her."

Mr. Lin said: "It will be difficult for the Lin family to be in trouble again."

Min Xingzhou said in a light voice, "There is the Min family."

Mr. Lin was not very able to see through Min Xingzhou's behavior. When he wanted to ask something, Min Xingzhou stopped answering the question.

"Just take care of her. She likes to run out and play with bad guys." Min Xingzhou said.

Mr. Lin smiled: "If you are too squeamish, she will get embarrassed if you emphasize your tone."

Min Xingzhou motioned to Lin Yan: "Listen."

"I heard you." Lin Yan responded obediently and had no intention of continuing the call. He smiled and waved, "You should go to bed early, grandpa."

The old man nodded and cut off the video.

Lin Yan closed the computer and put it away: "When did you come back."

Min Xingzhou leaned aside and looked at her: "10 o'clock."

Lin Yan woke up a little and stood up: "Is it already 10 o'clock? I forgot to cook noodles for you."

His words were a bit sarcastic: "It tastes bad."

Lin Yan was not happy at this. He spoke as if he had eaten before, picked up the notebook and turned around to go into the house.

Lin Yan asked Min Xingzhou if he could take a bath and gave him water.

I didn't hear the sound, but I forgot that Min Xingzhou never took a bath. He liked to stand under the shower head and rush cold water, which made his body very angry.

Unless I'm in a state of confusion, I'm willing to play with her in the bathtub.

To be honest, Min Xingzhou is very lustful sometimes, but sometimes he doesn't treat you as a human being.

Min Xingzhou was very indifferent to others. He rarely put on a bad face, but he was indifferent, emotionless, and unpredictable.

Lin Yan looked back.

Min Xingzhou sat there with his long legs crossed, his head tilted to light a fire, his expression deep and calm.

Immediately, he looked up at her, holding the cigarette in his mouth, "wash it after you smoke it."

Lin Yan nodded and went to take out the newly bought shower gel. The one Min Xingzhou used was different from the one she used. He only liked the fragrance that was cold and not too strong, even a little bitter.

Ten minutes later, Min Xingzhou finished untying his clothes, leaned against the door frame, and asked her if he wanted to wash them together.

Lin Yan unzipped his coat and wore pajamas underneath: "I washed it."

Min Xingzhou turned around and entered the bathroom and chuckled: "Is it illegal to wash twice?"

It's not illegal, but without him and her, sometimes they are quite immoral and anything can happen.

Lin Yan didn't mention the fact that he didn't go home before. Min Xingzhou had such a temper, he was upright and ruthless.

It's really bad.

But if I don’t mention it, does this problem not exist?

You Xuan is indeed her obstacle, take a step forward, she is rich, she is at ease, don't look for trouble.

Standing quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, waiting for Min Xingzhou to take a shower.

On the armrest was Min Xingzhou's suit jacket. Lin Yan picked it up, folded it and put it aside for the nanny to dry clean. However, he was too close and could vaguely smell some fragrance on it. The smell was not strong or even non-existent. It was a residue, even a trace of it was profound.

Women's sense of smell is 100% sensitive in this matter, and their sixth sense is terrifyingly accurate.

The scene has been recreated again and it's a mess.

Lin Yan froze. Really, it didn't even smell strong. She intuitively told her that it was You Xuan's body.

The bathroom door opened, and Min Xingzhou only had a bath towel wrapped around his waist and abdomen, hiding that powerful and ferocious area.

A sense of depravity interweaves with a sense of asceticism.

The ultimate tension and the temptation of visual impact.

Min Xingzhou came from behind her, hugged her, pressed his chin on her shoulder, and placed his palm on her lower abdomen.

"Why didn't you bring any clothes?"

Similarly, Lin Yan asked with a smile: "How to bring her smell home."

Min Xingzhou didn't mess up at all. He bit the thin sling on her shoulder with his teeth. He held the shoulder blade in his mouth through it, empty and full, it seemed like an ambiguous licking.

Lin Yan trembled faintly, his lower abdomen tightened, and he felt itchy. The brain received sufficient oxygen supply, and the nerve impulses were rapid. It was like a sudden storm on the calm sea.

Silence, half a sound.

Lin Yan frowned: "Have you met her?"

Min Xingzhou said frankly: "See you."

It’s not hidden, it’s expected.

It is well known that he is both sentimental and aboveboard.

Really, very few people could not surrender to his heart.

Lin Yan turned her head to look at the man on her shoulder, feeling heavy with strength. He looked at her in the same way: "Why don't you stay in Beicheng?"

Min Xingzhou said calmly, "My wife asked me to go home."

Lin Yan gritted his teeth and said in a more urgent tone: "I didn't yell, I asked."

Min Xingzhou raised his eyelids and said in a deep voice, "Don't look too far."

Lin Yan shook off the suit jacket in her hand, but without throwing it out, the metal buckle of the suit got tangled in her hair and hung there, which made her even more unhappy.

Min Xingzhou pulled his lips and stretched out his hand to help her: "You are so energetic when you make trouble."

Min Xingzhou was a little interested in how he managed to raise her like this before without losing her temper.

She, Lin Yan, is really not good at tossing up men's emotions. She is easy to deal with. She has a bit of a temper but is easy to coax. He quite enjoys Lin Yan here, enjoying her tenderness and sweetness, and enjoying her occasional little emotions.

After he was completely untied, Min Xingzhou threw his coat on the sofa, picked her up and rolled her into bed with her. She also made some fuss, but Min Xingzhou was able to control her quite well.

After a long period of manipulation between a strong man and a weak woman, Min Xingzhou didn't give her any clothes.

The two of them were lying naked under the quilt. His body was very hot and warm. He hugged her like a baby, and his moist breath fell on her butterfly bones, making her afraid to move.

His voice was hoarse: "Do you accept it or not?"

Lin Yan didn't even think about it and responded angrily: "I accept."

"Are you still making trouble?"

"No fuss."

Lin Yan was obedient and shook his head slightly.

Min Xingzhou pursed his lips and smiled, burying his face in the top of Lin Yan's hair. If there was a vague fragrance that touched the tip of his nose and reached the top of his skull, he felt very lustful about milk sandalwood and lychee.

Min Xingzhou didn't do anything. He was just used to holding her to sleep like this. The touch was good, and it reminded people of having touched a peeled lychee with his hands. It was tender, smooth and white.

The smell really suits her.

Min Xingzhou said: "Is Yi Liqing's rice fragrant?"
Chapter completed!