But when it came out of Wen Tian's mouth, it made him very concerned.
Here, Li Ma saw that Pei Shaomu was fine and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by Pei Shaomu.
Li Ma turned back: "Sir, is there anything else you can do?"
Pei Shaomu spoke: "Ma Li, are there any wrinkles at the corners of my eyes?"
Li Ma: "..."
She felt a little confused.
Is the person standing in front of me a gentleman? Is he really a gentleman?
How could her husband ask such a childish question?
This was not a question that the husband she knew well could ask.
"Is there any?" Pei Shaomu asked again.
Li Ma came to her senses.
She looked at Pei Shaomu's eyes carefully: "No, sir, his skin is better than that of a boy in his early 20s, how can he have wrinkles!"
After Pei Shaomu walked to the bedroom, Wen Tian was already halfway leaning on the bed and looking at her phone.
Her fingers were sliding on the phone, as if she was playing some game.
At this moment, Wen Tian had changed into a white pajamas, and her face had been completely removed, making it white, tender and calm.
Knowing that Pei Shaomu had come in, Wen Tian didn't react at all, her eyes still staring at the screen.
"Don't stare at your phone all the time." Pei Shaomu said as he got into bed.
"Aren't you staring at your phone?" Wen Tian twitched the corners of her lips.
"No?" Pei Shaomu asked.
Wen Tian put down her phone here and looked at Pei Shaomu: "I'm sorry, you really don't have a good-looking phone!"
Pei Shaomu: "..."
There was a hint of helplessness on the corner of his lips: "Wen Tian, you look good in the red dress."
Not only does it look good today, but it also looked good many years ago.
To this day, he can't forget that scene of Wen Tian dancing in red.
"Really, how beautiful it is?"
"More beautiful than any woman."
"Is it more beautiful than the fairies in the sky?"
"Yes." Pei Shaomu said frankly.
At this time, the light in the bedroom was very warm, and it was shining on Pei Shaomu's face, casting a heart-warming circle of light and shadow under the man's body. His eyes were clear, and he was gazing at Wen Shaomu with a slight smile.
sweet.
Wen Tian sneered: "Has anyone ever said that you are good at talking?"
"Yes, but what I said is true."
Wen Tian didn't want to continue talking to Pei Shaomu.
She lay down on the bed and said, "Go to bed, I'm tired."
Pei Shaomu did not lie down, his eyes fell on Wen Tian's face.
There was a hint of impatience between the girl's eyebrows.
As if aware that Pei Shaomu was staring at her, Wen Tian turned over so that her back was completely to Pei Shaomu.
After a moment, her body was suddenly struck by someone.
The whole person turned around.
Wen Tian opened her eyes, feeling a little annoyed.
At this time, Pei Shaomu leaned down, not in direct contact with Wen Tian's body, but seemed to be "pressing" on Wen Tian's body.
His deep eyes fell directly on Wen Tian's face, and his tone was low: "Wen Tian, tell me when can I enter your heart."
Although he told himself that he had a lot of time, he could take his time.
But he forgot that humans are not machines after all, and there are times when emotions cannot be controlled.
Just like at this moment, seeing the impatient look on Wen Tian's eyebrows, he suddenly felt a little anxious.
Wen Tian did not directly answer Pei Shaomu's question.
Her tone was a bit displeased: "Didn't you tell me not to stare at me?"
Pei Shaomu didn't answer, but still stared at Wen Tian with his eyes, which were like a whirlpool, so deep and deep that you couldn't even see the bottom, with a fatal attraction.
Once people see it, they can't help but fall in love with it.
Wen Tian was really afraid that she would be attracted by these deep vortex-like eyes.
She simply closed her eyes.
Out of sight.
However, the next second, he felt something wet covering his eyes.
She froze.
Those are men's lips.
Wen Tian was about to stretch out her hand to stop her, but the man's hand was tightly restrained on top of her head.
Wen Tian was a little panicked.
"Have you forgotten what Bai Jia said? I'm not fully recovered yet, you can't do this to me!"
Wen Tian thought it was the man's animalistic nature that was coming out.
Pei Shaomu's tone was hoarse: "Don't talk, I won't touch you."
Her sweet eyes covered by long eyelashes were filled with various emotions, and her white little hands were clenched.
The man's movements were very gentle, as if he was kissing a paper doll that could be kissed bad at any time.
Wen Tian suddenly felt a feeling of feathers gently brushing against her face.
Even, that feeling can be called "comfortable"!
Her thick and long eyelashes were trembling heavily, reminding herself all the time, trying to wake herself up.
But the strangely comfortable feeling made her lose control.
I just want to immerse myself in the feeling of feathers being gently blown by the breeze.
The feeling was so comfortable that it was irresistible.
The lips gradually moved.
Pei Shaomu's movements were still cautious, and he still regarded it as a treasure.
It was as if there was the sweetest honey on his warm white cheeks, and he couldn't help but taste it again and again.
Suddenly Pei Shaomu let go of Wen Tian.
The man's breathing was a bit heavy: "Go to sleep."
If he continues, he is afraid that he will not be able to control himself.
When Pei Shaomu left Wen Tian's lips, Wen Tian suddenly felt something.
A feeling of falling from heaven.
A feeling of emptiness in the body.
Wen Tian pinched her palm hard.
What's wrong with me? Why do I suddenly feel such a weird feeling?
This night, Wen Tian had a dream.
She dreamed that Pei Shaomu did not stop, but continued to kiss.
Finally the two people started to get entangled with each other.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the warm and sweet dreams are getting deeper and deeper. Everything in the dream is extremely real.
The next day, Wen Tian woke up, and the sun shone on the bedroom, with soft golden light all over the floor.
It was already bright, and Pei Shaomu was no longer beside the bed.
Wen Tian sat stiffly on the bed.
She recalled the dream she had last night, and her whole body seemed to have been hit hard by some blunt instrument.
What is she doing!
How could I have such a weird, unspeakable dream!
In layman's terms, it is a "spring" dream!
Wen Tian's face suddenly turned red.
That's the red color of shame.
At the same time, a feeling of shame filled her whole body, making her extremely embarrassed.
How could she have such a dream, an erotic dream about having sex with Pei Shaomu, a man who designed to seize her!
She got out of bed and rushed into the bathroom barefoot without putting on any shoes.
After washing her face vigorously, Wen Tian calmed down.
There must have been too many things yesterday and her mind was confused, so she had such a dream!
Yes, it is like this, it must be like this!
After a long, long time, Wen Tian calmed down. After getting dressed, she walked downstairs. Downstairs, Ma Li had already prepared breakfast and told Wen Tian that Pei Shaomu had gone to the company.