Xinwan's heart pounded and she blushed. She lowered her eyes and tried to push Wen Han-woo away, but he pulled her closer and they were pressed together.
"Wen Han-woo, you …"
"I took care of you the whole night."
Wen Hanyu interrupted Xin Wan's words and purposely pinned her down. With a serious expression, he praised himself as if he was presenting a treasure. "I took a flight for more than ten hours and rushed back in the middle of the night. After that, I stayed up all night to take care of you. I've never done such a thing to a woman before, so don't say anything that will make me angry, okay?"
Xinwan was speechless because she didn't know what else to say.
She was usually so eloquent, but now she was staring at the man in front of her in a daze, not moving at all.
How rare was it for Wen Han-woo to see her so adorable?
Actually, Xinwan was quite good-looking. Although her facial features weren't stunning, they were definitely pleasing to the eye. Moreover, the more one looked at her, the more comfortable they felt. Her eyes were especially bright. Those clear eyes represented that her heart was just as pure.
The man reached out his long arm and held the back of her head. Xinwan's breathing lightened slightly and she felt Wen Han-woo's thin lips press against hers.
The man's lips weren't as rude as before, and his movements were very gentle. The moment he pressed his lips against hers, he seemed to pause for a moment, as if waiting for her reaction. She didn't struggle as fiercely as before and push him away. She wriggled subconsciously, and this kind of reaction was like a "welcome" to Wen Han-woo.
Wen Han-woo's heart was filled with joy. He couldn't help but press closer to her body. He controlled his strength, afraid that he would touch her wound, but when he really tasted her, he couldn't help but want to go deeper.
The clothes on Xinwan's body were personally changed by Wen Han-woo last night.
She had a low fever in the latter half of the night and had been sweating all the time. Her clothes were sticky with sweat. Wen Han-woo and Xiao Youran took a set of pajamas and helped her put it on.
Actually, Xinwan's style of dressing was a little different from Xiao Youran's. She usually wore more conservative pajamas at home, but Xiao Youran liked to wear something that looked simple, but could completely show off a woman's figure.
Last night, Xiao Youran had given Wen Han-woo a light violet spaghetti strap dress. Now that Xinwan was wearing it, she exuded a dreamy charm. When Wen Han-woo helped her put her clothes on, there was only one thought in his mind — he couldn't wait to put it on and tear it with his own hands.
But now, she was in his arms. She was so soft that it made his heart beat faster.
Wen Han-woo couldn't help but press down on her bit by bit. He couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions. His thin lips slowly moved over and gently nibbled on her sensitive little earlobe. His voice was slightly suppressed. "Wanwan, why are you so fragrant? You make me want to swallow you in one bite. "
Xinwan's heart violently contracted. When Wen Han-woo called her "Wanwan", his voice was gentle and dry, with an indescribable gentleness. She already didn't know what a "normal reaction" was. Her mind was blank and her ears were buzzing, but she could hear every word that this man said too clearly. Even his breath was so clear.
It wasn't that Wen Han-woo had never kissed her before.
It wasn't that he hadn't touched her before.
But why was it that every time he kissed her now, it was completely different from the past? Had he changed, or had she changed?
Wen Han-woo saw that she was staring at him in a daze. There were clearly too many emotions in her eyes, but she didn't say anything. He chuckled softly and curved the corners of his sexy lips. "Hmm? Wanwan, you're just looking at me like that. Are you trying to tell me to do something to you directly … "
"Erm, Wanwan, your father called. I'm sorry, I'm sorry …"
Wen Han-woo was only halfway through his suggestive words. Before Xinwan could completely recover from her shock, the half-closed bedroom door was suddenly pushed open from the outside. Xiao Youran was holding a half-eaten deep-fried dough stick in one hand and holding the door frame with the other. She was dumbfounded as she stared at the two people inside.
Erm, this situation …
Xiao Youran blinked her large eyes and then coughed softly. She immediately said, "Aiya, why didn't you close the door? It's really not my fault. Young Master Wen, there's something I have to say. Please don't be unhappy. Wanwan's condition is not suitable for strenuous exercise. "
For the first time, Xinwan had the urge to kill Xiao Youran. Of course, after killing her, she would also want to draw her sword and cut her own throat!
Ten minutes later, Xiao Youran stood in the kitchen and slowly poured a cup of soy milk. Then, she brought it out.
She looked at the man sitting on the sofa. His expression was not very good. It looked like he wasn't satisfied with what he wanted!
Xiao Youran briefly weighed the pros and cons. She estimated that her livelihood was more or less in the hands of this old man. Although she didn't work in his company, her immediate superior was always thinking about how to curry favor with this old man. Thus, today was a good opportunity for her to curry favor with him!
Xiao Youran brought the soy milk forward and called out with a smile, "Young Master Wen."
Wen Han-woo raised his eyebrows. Looking at the soy milk she handed over, he asked, "Wanwan likes to drink this?"
"Yes, she likes it!"
Xiao Youran smiled very obsequiously. She pointed at the soy milk in Wen Han-woo's hand and said in an exaggerated manner, "Young Master Wen, let me tell you. When Wanwan was in school, her favorite breakfast was soy milk and youtiao. At that time, I remember that handsome Lin Junjie had a song called 'Soy Milk and Youtiao.' Wanwan loved to listen to it. Thinking back to that time, Wanwan was considered the most beautiful girl in our class. Many boys had a crush on her. Wanwan would receive at least four love letters a week. "
"Four love letters?"
Wen Han-woo suddenly interrupted Xiao Youran. His deep eyes flashed slightly, and he repeated those four words meaningfully.
Only then did Xiao Youran realize that she had spoken too quickly. When she was talking about something exciting, she couldn't help but "show off" for her good friend. She chuckled and said, "Yes, yes, there were so many. I'm not lying about this. Young Master Wen, actually, look at Wanwan. She's not bad. Speaking of which, when Wanwan wasn't in B City last year, our classmates held a class reunion. At that time, our former class monitor even specially asked me for Wanwan's contact information. It seems that he hasn't given up yet. "
Wen Han-woo unconsciously tightened his grip on the cup. His originally gentle eyes became much sharper in an instant. He suddenly raised his head, and a vicious aura suddenly appeared. Xiao Youran hurriedly reached out to cover her mouth and looked at the man in front of her with some lingering fear.
She probably sensed that he was unhappy. In fact, she was quite happy in her heart. However, on the surface, she pretended to be panicked and waved her hand. "Young Master Wen, I'm just saying. Please don't take it to heart."
She knew when to stop. Anyway, it was fine as long as she achieved the effect. She immediately cut to the chase. "Well, Wanwan's father really called just now. He said that Xiao Yu didn't see his mother last night and wanted to see her today. Seeing Wanwan like this, I guess Uncle Jiang still doesn't know, so I didn't say much."
"Got it."
Wen Han-woo stood up. His eyebrows were still furrowed. He took the soy milk and was about to send it to the room when he thought about it and asked, "Just a cup of soy milk?"
"There are deep-fried dough sticks on the table."
The man nodded and walked into the dining room to take two deep-fried dough sticks. When he passed by Xiao Youran, he paused and asked in all seriousness, "What's the name of your class monitor?"
In the afternoon, Xinwan felt that her pain had eased a lot.
Of course, what she didn't know was that Wen Hanyu had specially found someone to mix some medicine for her that could relieve her pain. It was mixed with the salt water last night and injected into her body. Now, she felt much better. Of course, part of the reason was because she had gotten used to the pain.
However, she didn't plan to stay at Xiao Youran's place last night. Later on, she followed along and got a fever.
On second thought, she felt relieved. Otherwise, if her parents and Xiao Yu saw her like this at home, they would probably be scared out of their wits.
However, right now, her arm was still wrapped like a dumpling. She couldn't not go home. So, on the way home, she had already thought of an excuse.
Wen Han-woo personally sent her back to the Family Jiang. Xinwan couldn't refuse, but the atmosphere in the car gave her a kind of ambiguous and oppressive feeling.
Previously, she had always hoped that Wen Han-woo would tell her clearly. Now that he seemed to have given her a clear response, she was at a loss for what to do.
Was this feeling too sudden?
Moreover, it was a man like Wen Han-woo. Even someone as confident as her felt inferior standing in front of him.
On the way home, no one spoke. Xinwan had a lot on her mind. Wen Han-woo received a few calls along the way. Xinwan's ears were still open, so of course, she heard them. It was probably about work.
When they arrived at the Family Jiang, the two got out of the car together. Because it was afternoon, Tong Yanyu was at kindergarten, Jiang Youyi was at the office, and only Tong Qing Meng was at home. When she saw Xinwan come home in this state, she was so scared that her face turned pale.
"Wanwan, what's going on? You … you were fine. Why are you like this? "
Xinwan told her the excuse she had thought of on the way home. "Mom, don't worry. It's nothing serious. I accidentally fell and fractured my wrist."
"What do you mean by 'fractured'? How can this fracture not be treated?! "
"Mom, it's really nothing. I was careless …"
"Don't hide it from me. You went to the construction site with your dad yesterday, right?" Probably because Jiang Youyi had told her, Tong Qing Meng wasn't stupid. Her heart ached as she said, "I already said that this job isn't suitable for you. Your dad just had to bring you everywhere. Look, now you're like this. You don't look well either. Does it hurt a lot?"
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