Male God, a Little Su

Su Yan finally stopped teasing him, raised her hand to tear off the hairband on his face, and kissed his lips when he was in a daze...

The night was dark and the candles were flickering.

The snow outside the window has become gentle.

...

A beautiful night.

The next day, the sky suddenly broke.

There was a knock on the door outside the study, and Yuan Yi asked softly, "Master, are you awake? Is your subordinate coming in?"

After finishing speaking, he waited quietly for a while, and seeing that the person inside the door did not refuse, he gently pushed the door in with a basin in his hand.

Almost at the moment of movement, Wen Yanqing opened his eyes suddenly.

Everything about last night echoed in my mind. This was the first time he had such a dream, and when he thought about it, he still felt hot on his face.

"Well, sleep a little longer—"

Suddenly, a soft arm was wrapped around her waist, and the warm touch made Wen Yanqing's pupils constrict instantly.

He quickly looked to the side. The woman's small face, which was as bright as a spring flower, exuded a natural blush, and her black hair was spread on the pillow like a waterfall. She was sleeping beside her, defenseless. A pair of curled eyelashes, like butterfly wings, fluttered slightly with breathing.

The distance between the two was extremely close, and Wen Yanqing's heart instantly swelled.

This is not a dream!

It has to be said that Young Master Wen is really slow in this regard. Only now did he realize that all of this is true. It wasn't a fantasy created by him because he was too tired and missed Su Yan too much.

"Master? Are you up yet?"

There were footsteps outside.

Wen Yanqing's complexion turned cold in an instant, he quickly pulled up the quilt, wrapped Su Yan who was sleeping sweetly around his waist, and pulled her into his arms.

At the same time, Yuan Yi also walked in with a basin.

As Wen Yanqing's personal entourage, Mrs. Wen left his staff to serve him all these years.

All the way to the yen, he pinched a little, and came in directly to deliver water, and waited for Wen Yanqing to wash up. Today was the same as usual, nothing different.

Until Yuan Yi raised his eyes——

"Kangdang—"

The water basin fell to the ground, and the water overflowed along the edge of the carpet.

"Master, master, you, you have—" He couldn't speak clearly, and he almost wondered if someone wanted to assassinate the master, so he deliberately chose a beauty trap.

Otherwise, why would there be a woman on the bed for the master who has always kept himself clean and never approached women!

Looking at the messy clothes on the ground again, Yuan Yi felt in a daze that he seemed to understand something...

"Get out!"

Wen Yanqing's face was livid, he hugged Su Yan, wrapped her tightly in his arms, not even showing a piece of skin.

Su Yan was woken up by his tossing, covered in the quilt uncomfortably, she leaned on his shoulder and poked her head out to look back, only to see Yuan Yi trembling with fright, standing there at a loss.

"Why are you so fierce?" Su Yan gave him a sideways glance, and greeted him with a smile, "Hello~"

"Why are you talking to him?"

Aggrieved, Wen Yanqing pulled up the quilt, pushed Su Yan back, and stared at Yuan Yi with a jealous expression, as if considering how to deal with Yuan Yi.

Yuan Yi shrank his neck, "Master, I, I didn't see anything!"

He covered his eyes with his hands, and staggered towards the outside, as if he was trying to hide his ears.

Seeing him go out, Wen Yanqing let go of his strength.

Su Yan leaned in his arms and sighed, the young master back then was a little different after all. The jealousy that could be tolerated back then is unbearable now.

Seeing her silence, Wen Yanqing felt a little uneasy, "Don't be angry, I'm not targeting you..."

Drive a fake car, be happy