Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

When I opened the bedroom door, I saw Wen Yuan sitting there, not taking a shower or sleeping, as if waiting for him.

He put the bag on the sofa next to her, put down his jacket, and smiled faintly: "Don't like it?"

Wen Yuan shook his head, "No."

He bent down and sat down and smiled again: ‘Still angry about the afternoon’s affairs? ’

"How about you?" Wen Yuan stared into his eyes, "Ye Mubai, are you still angry about what happened that day?"

'Have. ’He gave her a positive answer, ‘because I care, I am angry. ’

Wen Yuan laughed angrily, "Really, what about you? Lin Sisi Lin Danni how many times do I get angry? Ye Mubai, I used to like you and I admit, but I don't have to like it, these are all my freedom."

After she finished speaking, she saw that his face was very difficult.

His gaze stared at her almost in astonishment, and his voice slowly: "Finally, I don't like me... Wen Yuan, then who else can you like? Concho? I want to see him change. It's nothing, what else can you like him?"

Wen Yuan's breath suffocated, and then she blinked her eyes gently. She couldn't believe that he would say something like this, "Can you not be so mean, Ye Mubai?"

"Yes." He leaned over, wrapped her head with one hand, and pressed against him.

He whispered dumbly: "As long as you love me."

Wen Yuan's voice trembled: "Our business has nothing to do with others, Ye Mubai, you can't..."

"I can!" He stared into her eyes and said word by word: "Wen Yuan, you know I can... It's all right from your meeting with him. I said not to see him, right?"

Her face was close to him, and tears fell from the corner of her closed eyes, "Ye Mubai, it was not like this before!"

"Yes, was it like this before? At that time I felt guilty and I regretted it, so I acquiesced that you and Kang Qiao Yuyan went back and forth for two or three years. You were so happy when you received his gift. Hours. At that time..."

He stared at her expression: "Did you ever think that I was your husband at that time? At that time, you only thought of other men."

"I didn't." She didn't want to explain to him that they were all sent to her by Concho. They were all the places she wanted to go that she had talked to him before. He would send a gift every time he went. She took a look and pretended that she had been there too, but that was how Ye Mubai interpreted it as warm.

She denied it, but he didn't believe it, squinting, staring at her.

His voice was very soft and soft, "Don't tell me you don't feel anything about him, it's not like that at all."

"I really didn't." Wen Yuan finally couldn't stand it, and almost frantically waved away from him: "Ye Mubai, don't give me extra drama."

He smiled: "If you want me to believe it, you can."

She looked at him, her heart ups and downs.

And his thin lips uttered a few words softly: "Please, please!"

Wen Yuan was shocked, and then said lightly, "Ye Mubai, we are husband and wife."

He stretched his hand to cover her face, his slender fingers gently stroked her delicate skin, his voice was light and hoarse: "This kind of thing between husband and wife is very common. Didn't I do it for you?"

His fingers touched her red lips lightly, as if playing, more like teasing her. His emotions just wanted to make her lose control: "I remember how you liked this before, why don't you love me now? Can't even the body accept it?"