The Female Partner is the Most Beautiful, But the Male Lead is Not Worthy

Didn't book a room?

So how did she get up there?

Shaky sanity, running slowly. At this point of analysis, it can no longer be turned, and it is completely down.

"Follow me." The mouth seemed to have its own consciousness.

After saying this, he immediately closed his mouth, turned and walked towards the room.

There were no footsteps behind him.

Wen Yilang's figure paused for a while, then slowly turned around. Seeing that she was following behind him, not standing there, waiting for him to coax her, she couldn't help but sighed in relief.

The hand also gave birth to his own consciousness, and took the initiative to reach out and hold her.

He held her soft and soft hand in one hand and the room card in the other, came to the door of the room, and swiped it open.

"Hold so tightly, are you afraid I'll run away?" Just as he entered the door, he heard the woman ask with a smile.

He looked down at her, and saw that she raised her thin brows with a defiant expression: "I'm afraid of running away now? Why weren't you afraid before?"

Back to old accounts!

Wen Yilang wanted to say very much, could he not turn over the old accounts?

Just as the anger in his eyes rose, he saw her suddenly laughing, shaking his hand, and murmured: "Speak! You speak!"

what to say? What's there to say?

Wen Yilang felt that she was simply grinding.

It's terrible to have such a girlfriend on the stall. For a time, his heart welled up with joy.

Fortunately, he didn't plan to spend the rest of his life with her.

Thanks to her divorce, he saw her true face early.

"Have you eaten yet?" he asked, letting go of her hand.

I thought she would wrap around squeamishly and hold his hand again. Unexpectedly, she put her hands behind her back and walked in with her head held high: "I didn't eat."

"What would you like to eat?" Wen Yilang pursed her lips and followed, "Do you still eat instant noodles?"

He didn't know why, so he asked this question.

Maybe she was angry with her for tossing him before, or maybe she just wanted to tease her to see how angry she was.

"I came all the way to find you, and you will give me instant noodles?" The woman in a red dress sat on the soft bed, looked up at him, her eyes seemed to be burning, "Bai Yi, You have no heart!"

Wen Yilang's heart's head was scorched by flames.

A little sore and a little numb.

"I just asked what you wanted to eat." He walked over slowly.

She stood still beside the bed, her eyes uncontrollable and glued to her face.

I thought I didn't want her, but like a spark on the verge of extinction, I suddenly encountered a large area of ​​combustibles. When he saw her now, his thoughts were like a prairie fire, almost engulfing him.

His eyes were reluctant to blink, his eyes were filled with greed that he didn't even know, and he stared at her face.

"Whatever I want to eat, what do you take me to eat?" I saw her raising her thin eyebrows, as if provocative, but also teasing.

Wen Yilang nodded: "Yes."

She came all the way to find him. No matter what her thoughts were or how bad her character was, she always came here with hard work. Invite her to dinner, it should be.

She tilted her head and stared at him for a while, then suddenly said, "Forget it. I came here after dinner."

Before he could say anything, she said again, "I knew you long ago and would definitely ask me to eat instant noodles. Can I eat instant noodles every day? Once a month is enough."

Rumbling, began to blame him.

Complaining about weird things.

Wen Yilang listened at first, but she was still a little concerned, thinking that she was dissatisfied with these things. But listening, he suddenly realized that she might just want to talk.

Maybe she just missed him. This realization made his heart suddenly sweet, as if he had been poured into a spoonful of honey.

"Are you tired?" he asked, looking down at her.

Shaoyin stopped talking, glanced at him, then opened his arms and lay straight back: "Tired."

"I'll open a room for you?" Wen Yilang looked at the time, then walked to the landline and picked up the phone.

Shaoyin sat up abruptly, patted the bed, and said impatiently, "You chase me away?!"

Wen Yilang, who was about to dial, paused and looked back at her.

He pursed his lips and said, "No."

"Then you book a room for me?" She stared straight at him with a very confident expression, "Can't I sleep with you here?"

Suddenly, Wen Yilang thought crookedly. The sight that originally landed on her face moved down unconsciously and landed on her snow-white neck.

Uncomfortably looking away, he said lightly, "No."

"Bai Yi" can have anything to do with her.

But "Wen Yilang" can't.

If he leaves her tonight, what happened to the two of them accidentally, and the truth will be revealed later... It will be very difficult to end.

"I came all the way to find you, and you didn't even say a word of hard work, but you don't even want to sleep on the sofa?" She opened her eyes wide and looked at him with an expression of disbelief, "Bai Yi! Do you still want to? Are you okay with me?"

Sleep on the sofa? Wen Yilang was startled.

I saw that she seemed to be in a hurry, stood up suddenly, looked at him angrily and said: "You said! Are you not willing to be with me? I didn't beg you or pester you! Now you say 'yes' ', I'll go right away, you don't need to book a room, I'll book a flight back right away!"

Of course Wen Yilang couldn't say "yes" anymore.

"Calm yourself," he said, walked over, grabbed her arm, and sat down against her again, "I didn't say I couldn't sleep on the sofa."

Shaoyin looked up at him: "Then are you willing to sleep?"

Willing is willing. But why not give her a room?

"Are you afraid of sleeping alone?" he whispered.

Shaoyin's eyes widened and she stood up suddenly: "After all, you just don't want to sacrifice for me!"

Pushing him hard: "You don't have to rush, I'll go by myself!"

Wen Yilang quickly grabbed her: "Where are you going?"

"Go home!" Shaoyin slapped his hand away, "Don't catch me! From now on, we're fine!"

She was making a fuss about leaving, and the noise was so loud.

"I'm not chasing you." He grabbed her wrist and endured her struggling, scratching and kicking, "You misunderstood."

How could he not want to sleep on the sofa? This little thing is not difficult to do.

What worries him is that something irreversible will happen.

"Then you say now, book a room for me, or book a flight for me?" Shaoyin stopped struggling, looked up at him and asked.

This is a sending proposition.

It reminded Wen Yilang of the last time the two quarreled, whether she was a mortal or a fairy.

"I sleep on the sofa," he replied.

Shaoyin snorted softly and turned her anger into joy: "You know the looks."

Woke him away, changed his slippers, and went to the bathroom slowly: "I'm going to take a bath."

Wen Yilang looked at her fluttering skirt, and had a bad premonition in her heart. In the faint, she always felt that something was going to happen.

His hunch came true.

In the middle of the night, I don't know what time it was. He was sleeping soundly when a soft body suddenly appeared in his arms, which woke him up.

He pushed it subconsciously, but...

like a dream.

The next day, Wen Yilang woke up. The aftertaste of sinking and indulgence remained in his body. He half-opened his eyes and blinked slowly, for a while he couldn't tell whether it really happened or if it was a dream he had.

Consciousness gradually awakened, and he was the first to notice that his arms were empty. This made him feel relieved, but also a little disappointed.

It was just a dream.

"Bai Yi, I discovered your secret!" Suddenly, a grinning voice came from the direction of the bed.

Wen Yilang sat up and looked at the bed, only to see the woman hugging the quilt and lying on the bed. The fair feet were raised and swayed.

And she was holding a mobile phone in her hand, the screen was on, and she was staying on the interface of the address book.

He was stunned for a moment, and then there was a "boom" in his head, which instantly burned his sanity.

"Teng!" He immediately stood up and stared at the phone, his voice as if it wasn't his own, "You, what did you do?"

Why is she holding "Bai Yi"'s mobile phone? How did you unlock it? What did she mean by what she just said?

What secret did she discover? Is it...

"Oh, I look scared." She smiled, looked at him and said, "Bai Yi, Bai Yi, I thought you were so proud, so I secretly prepared a mobile phone for me, and only saved mine. Number."

Saying that, she hugged the quilt and got out of bed.

He slowly moved to his side, raised his head, stood on tiptoes, his eyes wandered on his face: "Do you like me so much? For fear that my news will be mixed with others? Huh?"

dong dong.

dong dong.

The violent heartbeat, after hearing her words, seemed to have been forgiven and gradually relaxed.

Wen Yilang only felt that his throat was dry and thirsty, and his body was sweating from the heat. He didn't know if the sweat on his forehead was really just an illusion. Looking down at her, her expression was calm after restraint: "No."

"Hmph, I'm still stubborn." Shaoyin snorted, threw the phone on him, turned around and walked back, "I planned to kiss you as a reward. Since you're not rare, then forget it."

Wen Yilang started stiffly and took the phone.

Ignoring the pain in the chest, I turned off the screen. The heart that was raised high finally fell to the ground: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Am I talking nonsense?" She paused and turned around slowly, "Bai Yi, say it again, what did you just say?"

Oops.

Wen Yilang remembered the previous "don't make trouble" incident.

His lips pursed, he raised his eyes and said, "Are you hungry? I'll take you down for breakfast."

When the words fell, she saw her eyes wide open, and then she suddenly laughed like she heard a big joke!

"Hahaha!" She smiled back and forth.

"What are you laughing at?" Wen Yilang asked with a frown.

Shaoyin couldn't laugh anymore. She walked to the window and opened the curtains: "Honey, what time do you have to have breakfast? Lunch is almost over!"

Wen Yilang looked at the dazzling sky outside the window and was shocked: "It's so late?"

How could he sleep so late?

Looking out of the window, a guess slowly came to his mind. His throat rolled involuntarily, and his expression was complicated and difficult to distinguish. He slowly turned his head and looked at the woman who was wrapped in the sheet, humming a song, and walking towards the bathroom.

So, last night...

Not a dream?

With this realization, Wen Yilang still didn't come back to his senses until they both finished washing up, went downstairs to the dining room, and sat at the dining table.

He picked up the chopsticks mechanically and scrambled the rice without a soul.

"What are you doing? Why don't you waste your time all morning?" Seeing that he was not thinking, Shaoyin pretended to be angry and pouted: "Then you can't blame me, it's obviously you..."

He subconsciously reached out and covered her mouth.

"Eat." He squeezed out these two words dryly.

Shaoyin snorted softly and said, "Eat as soon as you eat." He opened his hand, picked up chopsticks, took a piece of braised pork ribs, and said, "I'll tell you, stop here, show me your face again, I There's still going to be a riot."

Should have been celebrating!

Their relationship has taken a big step forward!

Why does he stink? Shaoyin thought for a while, and decided to ask him, "You don't think my skills are bad, do you?" She frowned, and she said again: "I don't think I hate you."

His face suddenly turned red! Wen Yilang was anxious and angry, put down his chopsticks, turned to look at her and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

When did he despise her?

When did he deserve to be despised by her? Last night, he clearly...

He is clearly doing well!

"Then you keep pulling your face to show me." Shaoyin said with a stinky face.

Wen Yilang didn't dare to think about what happened last night.

However, even if he didn't think about it, scenes still came to his mind.

He was annoyed that his self-control was so weak that something irreversible had happened, and he was upset about what to do next.

"It's about work." When something like that happened, he couldn't shake her face anymore, so he made an excuse.

The naive eldest lady didn't expect a man to lie to her at all, she said with a wide-eyed smile, "Hmph, I knew it, it has nothing to do with me."

She suddenly became happy, holding the bowl and enjoying the meal.