A Villainess Needs to Have the Ability of a Villainess

Wen Yu was not surprised that Jiang Yuhe could be so accurate by throwing a dart casually.

When the two first met, Wen Yu accompanied Jiang Yuhe to the archery hall. At that time, he had seen him playing with arrows, which was very awesome.

Both he and Qi Xu are archery enthusiasts. The two have played for so many years, and they are already proficient at the level of players, not to mention just such a small entertainment dart.

But this does not affect Wen Yu's crazy heartbeat for Jiang Yuhe's operation in this second.

Although she felt that he might not be playing darts.

It's a flying knife.

It's still the kind that I showed her.

Aaron was obviously taken aback by the man who appeared suddenly, especially when he nailed his dart down.

The harm is not high and the insulting is great.

Aaron shrugged, obviously embarrassed, but still pretending to be calm: "hi, who are you?"

With a chill on Wen Yu's back, he immediately seized the opportunity to hold Jiang Yuhe's arm, and put his head on his shoulders grandiosely: "He is my boyfriend."

Regardless of whether he is useful or not, it is very necessary to express his attitude first.

Because Wen Yu had already noticed Jiang Yuhe's aura of something wrong.

It was a warning with an unusually strong signal, as if a beast fighting for territorial sovereignty would immediately warn the intruder in its own way if it encounters a violation.

When Aaron heard that Wen Yu said, his less-assuming aura suddenly became weaker, "Oh, welcome."

After he finished speaking, he walked back to his position and just happened to meet Wen Qingyou who had come back from the bathroom.

Wen Qingyou was stunned when he saw Jiang Yuhe: "Ms. Jiang?"

Jiang Yuhe replied to Wen Qingyou with the same indifferent eyes, and then backhanded Wen Yu's wrist, without answering a word, he pulled the person out of the bar.

Wen Qingyou looked inexplicable and asked Aaron, "What happened?"

Aaron pointed to the darts and wiped his neck. "His eyes seem to kill me."

Wen Qingyou: "..."

Wen Yu was pulled into the car.

The moment the car door closed, she knew she was in trouble just by listening to the decibels.

Although she has nothing to do with this little white brother, she really just wanted to play darts just now. It happened that he came over to talk, and he couldn't drive people away.

Who would have thought that Aaron would suddenly be so enthusiastic.

Who would have thought that Jiang Yuhe would suddenly fall from the sky.

Wen Yu knew that Jiang Yuhe's black face at the moment was definitely because he saw Aaron standing close to him.

in short--

He should be jealous.

As the car drove out of the bar, Jiang Yuhe never said a word. Wen Yu glanced at him from time to time. Although he was a little complacent, he felt that he didn't have the intention to speak to him, so he decided to take the initiative:

"Didn't you go to Venice, why are you in New York."

After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Yuhe said blankly: "Passing by."

Passing by?

One is in Italy and the other is in the United States. How come I don't believe it so much.

Hehe.

Wen Yu understood in his heart, but pretended not to understand, and pursed his lips, "Oh."

She deliberately took Jiang Yuhe's arm, leaned her head and rubbed him, "How long do you plan to travel."

Jiang Yuhe: "I want to go now."

"..."

You deserve it.

Wen Yu almost couldn't play it anymore.

Forget it, for the sake of him not far away, let's coax.

Wen Yu immediately raised his head and sighed, "No, now the moon is dark and the wind is high, and the US law and order is not good. What should you do if you get lost? If you are not there, I will have no brother.

Jiang Yuhe raised the air conditioner in the car by three degrees.

Wen Yu immediately understood the meaning of his action.

Still pretending?

Wen Yu didn't believe it anymore, and today I want to make you enthusiastic.

She knew that Jiang Yuhe was not so coaxing, and changed her accent, "It's true, you don't know how happy I was just seeing you."

Finally, Jiang Yuhe calmly responded: "How happy?"

Wen Yu blinked, just about to babble a few words, and suddenly remembered what she had said when she called him before--

"If you show up in front of me now, I will hold you and bite!"

It’s better to say it better than to prove it by action.

This is Jiang Yuhe's consistent style.

So how to prove that you are happy, you must speak with action.

Wen Yu learned it, and immediately began to look at him up and down to find a suitable place.

So where is the best bite?

Biting your face is a bit strange.

Biting her apple... She didn't dare to lie down for the night after provoking her last time.

Wen Yu looked at it for a long time, his eyes suddenly locked in a place.

In the summer, Jiang Yuhe only wore a thin shirt with an open neckline. In the dimly lit compartment, the clavicle of just the right shade was looming, and against the black shirt, there was an inexplicable sense of luxury.

……interesting.

Wen Yu immediately imagined the scene of biting Jiang Yuhe's clavicle in his mind, and his eyes glanced over to study the angle and posture from time to time.

This took her several minutes.

Unexpectedly, it would take a while to get home.

Jiang Yuhe parked the car and turned to look at her, "hasn't it been compiled yet?"

"It's ready." Wen Yu replied.

She did make up a set of operations in her mind.

Jiang Yuhe did not expect that Wen Yu would dare to admit that his silence for a few minutes was making up a story, and his eyes suddenly became a little bit more [you can] lightly.

Before he could speak, Wen Yu decided to take the initiative and catch him off guard.

She coughed, and then half stood up in a thunderous manner, stepped out one leg, and sat face-to-face directly on Jiang Yuhe.

Jiang Yuhe: "......?"

Wen Yu put his hands on his shoulders and quickly attacked the target before Jiang Yuhe could react.

Hey, take a few sips.

Bitten on one side.

After biting, he raised his head and blinked: "Now you know how happy I am to see you?"

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

Compared with the Adam's apple, the collarbone is his deadly spot.

Wen Yu bit the kitten twice, as if pouring hot hot springs from the clavicle fossa, instantly burning the whole person.

The Adam's apple moved up and down subtly twice, and he looked at Wen Yu with gloomy eyes.

The lights of the villa not far away hit her face through the car window. Her skin was very white, and there was a crystal clear penetrating sensation under the light, and the end of her eyes was slightly raised, like a hook.

But obviously at this moment, he has been captured and taken the bait.

After half a second, Jiang Yuhe quickly changed from passive to active, grabbing Wen Yu's head and kissing.

His aura was too strong, Wen Yu was heavily pushed onto the steering wheel, his back felt uncomfortable, but he felt excited inexplicably.

Jiang Yuhe didn't want to admit that his emotional management had problems again.

There have been such situations a few times before, but Wen Yu did not belong to her at that time, so the unavailable possessiveness would be very troublesome.

But now Wen Yu is his own, and in the same situation, he did not behave so calmly.

When he thought of the foreign man leaning against Wen Yu, looking at her with a greedy look, and trying to touch her with his hand, he realized that after possessing it, his possessiveness would only increase.

Want her to be her own private property, completely belong to her.

And now, he is also venting all his emotions in this kiss.

Even if he had noticed that Wen Yu's breathing was beginning to be unstable and disordered, he didn't mean to stop, on the contrary, he wanted to take it deeper and heavier.

It seems that only in this way can he feel that Wen Yu is truly his.

The last thing that interrupted him was a bell.

Wen Yu's cell phone rang, and the harsh ringing instantly broke the ambiguous ambiguity in the car.

Everything stopped abruptly, but it was just right.

Wen Yu's chest was up and down, breathing calmly, just about to pick up the phone from his bag, his eyes suddenly fell out of the window.

Song Zhixin was standing at the door of his house, holding a mobile phone in his hand.

Wen Yu was stunned, and looked down again, she was indeed the one who called.

She was suddenly at a loss. After hinting at Jiang Yuhe outside the window, Jiang Yuhe patted her waist: "You can't see the inside from outside."

Wen Yu only breathed a sigh of relief.

It is enough to flip the car once in front of Wen Yi'an, if it is flipped again in front of Song Zhixin, she will not have time to return to China at night.

Wen Yu answered the phone, "Hello, mom?"

As soon as the voice came out, Wen Yu subconsciously covered his mouth.

The mother yelled too vainly, as if she had only finished the physical test for 800 meters, there was no sound, only breath.

Wen Yu was so guilty that he immediately cleared his throat, trying to make his voice bright and yelling again, "What's the matter?"

Song Zhixin didn't know if he had heard anything, but his tone was ordinary and gentle, "I saw Mr. Jiang's car parked at the door. Are you back? Mom can't come forward to disturb you, so ask."

Wen Yu said, very serious: "We are discussing how to play darts in the car."

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

This answer is almost as far as telling the opposite person that they are discussing adult topics in it.

Song Zhixin smiled and said, "Why are you in the car? Please invite Mr. Jiang to come and sit at home."

Wen Yu: "Huh?"

In the airtight carriage, Song Zhixin's words Jiang Yuhe could also hear clearly, and he nodded gently to Wen Yu.

Wen Yu replied, "Okay."

The two got out of the car, holding hands, Song Zhixin's eyebrows were smiling, and he waited for someone to approach and said, "Come in and sit down."

Jiang Yuhe said, "No, auntie, I will come over and say good night to you and leave."

After speaking, he turned to look at Wen Yu: "You rest early, and I will come back tomorrow."

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and Jiang Yuhe's tutor was like that. Even if he knew that the other party might not go to bed so early, it was already late at night when he came to visit.

The time is inappropriate, and it is not formal and respectful enough.

Wen Yu obviously didn't worry so much, and dragged his sleeves home, "Don't, I want to talk to you again, we haven't seen you in almost a week."

Just a few steps into the door, Wen Yi'an's voice came in a heavy voice, "What is it like pulling and pulling in the middle of the night."

He stood on the sofa with his hands behind his back, and looked seriously at his daughter and son-in-law.

Wen Yu moved for a while: "What are you doing, Dad!"

Jiang Yuhe let go of Wen Yu's hand, "Observe."

Wen Yu: "..."

"Then I'll leave first, and see you guys."

Jiang Yuhe turned around as he said, but Song Zhixin called him: "Let Yuyu accompany you. It's rare for you to see you for a week, chat more, come back tomorrow together."

Wen Yu was startled, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and slowly looked at Song Zhixin.

Jiang Yuhe was also a little surprised.

"Look at it, isn't Xiaoyoung who always wins over newlyweds? Mom still has this kind of consciousness, so hurry up."

Wen Yi'an was unhappy, "What are you talking about, this is not looking for a chance to let him--"

Let him chew on my daughter's leg!

Wen Yi'an didn't say this. Of course, Song Zhixin didn't give him a chance to continue.

"This is the daughter's freedom of love. Neither you nor I have the right to restrict her."

Song Zhixin's gentle tone just now suddenly became a little tougher, and Wen Yi'an was so shocked that he sat down and watched TV in anguish.

Song Zhixin turned around and pushed Wen Yu and Jiang Yuhe: "Hurry up and go to the world of the two, leave us alone."

Wen Yu had already lifted his foot to leave. When he came to the door, he didn't know what he thought of, but then pretended to look back casually: "Then I will take the mobile phone charging cable."

She ran upstairs in a hurry, and in less than a minute she ran down again, with a bag on her body, "Then let's go."

"Go ahead."

Jiang Yuhe's etiquette is first, but Wen Yu's mother takes the initiative to fulfill it, and he will not refuse this intention.

"Good night, auntie."

After the two left, Song Zhixin closed the door, and Wen Yi'an turned around and said, "Just leave her alone!"

Song Zhixin: "Where is your objection? Just because this boy is rich, good looking, and strong in his career?"

Wen Yi'an didn't speak.

Song Zhixin said again:

"You have also heard Yuyu say those things. This will change any of you and me. After being deceived for three months, you may not be able to forgive easily. If he is not sincere to Yuyu, how could he accept it? Cheating? Qingyou also said that he has been teaching Yuyu and helping her to start a business independently. Where can I find such a good child? Don't say anything else. They have helped you take care of your daughter for several months. Are you not grateful? "

Wen Yi'an knew that these were facts, and had changed his view of Jiang Yuhe these days. The only hurdle that could not be passed was--

"But he likes to bite his daughter's leg! You didn't see those marks!"

Song Zhixin paused, then squinted at him. As he walked upstairs, he said sarcastically: "Don't you remember your young habit?"

"..."

Wen Yi'an opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he couldn't say it, his face was hot and painful.

After holding back on the sofa for a long time, he said to himself, "Smelly boy, you didn't say good night to me."

On the way back, neither of them spoke.

It seems that they are riveting a lot of energy, a force that is ready to go.

It's hot, but the air-conditioning in the car doesn't seem to be able to reduce the spreading dryness.

They also seemed to be tacitly tasting each other, where did such emotions come from.

As the car quickly drove into the streets of New York, colorful lights and shadows quickly flashed across the man's face, Wen Yu looked at him for a moment, and asked:

"Why do you keep silent?"

"Are you still angry."

In the end, Wen Yu asked him straightforwardly: "Are you jealous?"

Wen Yu asked deliberately. Anyway, she knew that Jiang Yuhe's character would definitely deny it disdainfully.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't immediately deny it.

The car was driving on the bustling street at a constant speed, and it took a long time for Wen Yu to hear Jiang Yuhe's faint reply:

"Yes."

Wen Yu: "..."

"Don't you really want to see me like this."

"?"

"I fulfill you."

"??"

...

Wen Yu later realized that some men's vinegar is with gunpowder. It is not only sour, but also so strong that you can't imagine it.

Easy to provoke, untouchable.

After returning to the residence with Jiang Yuhe, Wen Yu thought it was a hotel, but he did not expect it to be a home residence. After asking, he found out that it was his parents' residence. Wen Yu was immediately taken aback. He wanted to ask more, but he no longer spoke. Opportunity.

The situation at that time was like the recurrence of Wen Qingyou and Jiang Lingwei's scene. It can't be said that they are exactly the same, it can only be said that there is more than it is.

From the beginning of the door, Jiang Yuhe's restraint along the way was completely abandoned, no need to turn on the light, no need to prepare, everything will come naturally.

The surrounding area of ​​the luxury apartment late at night was very quiet, the only audible thing was the rapid breathing and rustling footsteps.

Either light or heavy, smooth or random outlines of what they are doing.

They haven't seen each other for a week, and they really miss each other.

This kind of miss comes in all kinds of meanings, from feelings to bodies, without concealment and disguise.

I don't know how long it has been before, when Wen Yu felt that Jiang Yuhe seemed to be going on the same spot, he suddenly remembered Wen Qingyou's lesson from the past, and stopped: "Go back to your room."

Jiang Yuhe said in a low voice: "It's here."

Wen Yu immediately repeated the words he said to Wen Qingyou indifferently at the time -

"Is it that difficult to enter the room and do it again."

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

He paused, and took a long breath after a while.

original--

It's quite difficult.