Chapter 131 Yu Anwan, how many shirts have you ruined?
"Oh, I can't think of a reason not to be sharp with Mr. Wen!" Yu Anwan responded blankly.
In the next moment, Yu Anwan was about to grab Wen Jin's hand from her face.
What is this man doing with his hands and feet! It's as if they are so affectionate.
As a result, just as Yu Anwan's hand grasped Wen Jin's, Wen Jin's backhand had already completely wrapped her in his palm, making her unable to move.
"Wenjin, you..." Yu Anwan was a little annoyed.
"Just to annoy me, so you know you are allergic to orange juice, but you still want to drink it?" Wen Jin's tone suddenly became serious, and he was asking Yu Anwan.
As long as Wen Jin thinks of Yu Anwan's allergic reaction to orange juice, it can be fatal in severe cases.
He suddenly felt creepy.
Obviously wanted to kill Yu Anwan, but Wen Jin only wanted Yu Anwan to die by himself, not caused by any external factors.
This kind of psychology is abnormal and contradictory.
And Yu Anwan was slapped by Wen Jin.
Looking at this man's cold and serious eyes, Yu Anwan quickly took the initiative: "Wenjin, how do you know I'm allergic to orange juice?"
After all three years of marriage, Wen Jin is almost indifferent to Yu Anwan except for his little work in bed.
But in Yu Anwan's memory, she drank orange juice at Wen's house, but after only one time, it seemed that there was no such thing as orange juice in Wen's house again.
Is it a coincidence?
At that time, Yu Anwan didn't think much about it, but now, looking at Wen Jin's face, Yu Anwan couldn't help thinking about it.
Such a thought quickly made Yu Anwan sneer.
She felt like she was thinking too much.
How could it be related to Wen Jin.
"During the Chinese New Year at Wen's house in your first year, the butler prepared orange juice, and grandpa poured it for you himself, and you drank it." Suddenly, Wen Jin's calm voice came, "You didn't say anything on the surface, and you stayed until After the New Year’s Eve dinner, you have a fever, vomiting, and rash all over your body, hiding in the room alone, you dare not come out, don’t you?”
Yu Anwan was taken aback for a moment, this incident really happened.
It's just that Yu Anwan didn't expect Wen Jin to know.
"How do you know?" Yu Anwan frowned and asked Wen Jin.
Wen Jin didn't speak, just kept quiet.
Because Wen Jin doesn't want to admit it, it's a man's nature. Wen Jin has always liked Yu Anwan's face, but he just hates Yu Anwan's behavior and Yu Anwan's existence, which drove Lu Nanxin to a desperate situation .
But he couldn't help sleeping with Yu An time and time again.
The feeling of eating the marrow and knowing the taste is like thousands of ants, devouring all Wenjin's thoughts.
Naturally, as long as it is where Yu Anwan is, Wen Jin's attention will inadvertently be on Yu Anwan.
As for Yu Anwan's discomfort, Wen Jin could feel it immediately.
On the other hand, Yu An didn't care when she saw that Wen Jin didn't speak, she suddenly looked at Wen Jin: "Wen Jin, you brought the antipyretic and allergy medicine that night?"
No one in Yu Anwan said that she was uncomfortable. In Wen's house, she lived carefully, for fear of causing trouble to anyone.
So Yu Anwan heard the knock on the door, and after seeing the antipyretics and allergy medicines outside, Yu Anwan subconsciously felt that the housekeeper noticed her discomfort and brought her medicines.
As for Wenjin, every year after the New Year's Eve dinner, he would go to the airport as soon as possible, because Wenjin was going abroad to coax Lu Nanxin, and on the first day of the new year, he must have spent time abroad with Lu Nanxin.
So if Yu Anwan was killed, he wouldn't think it was done by Wen Jin.
In Yu Anwan's view, Wen Jin wished he could die.
But now, Yu Anwan is not sure.
On the contrary, Wen Jin listened to Yu Anwan's words and coughed lightly, feeling a little uncomfortable: "I'm afraid that if you die in Wen's house, the media will accuse me of killing my wife."
These words were spoken in a calm manner, as if there was no emotional change at all.
Yu Anwan chuckled, raised her eyebrows, and suddenly became joking: "So it was you who blamed the Wen family for not seeing orange juice again?"
Wen Jin neither admitted nor denied it.
Yu Anwan was in high spirits, she looked at Wenjin with a smile on her face, and her pale little hands were habitually playing with the buttons of Wenjin's shirt, turning them up and down.
This habit seems to have not been changed for many years.
When she slept with Wen Jin back then, Yu Anwan liked to grab Wen Jin's buttons in order to hide her nervousness.
Wen Jin's shirts were destroyed by Yu Anwan one by one.
From Yu Anwan's point of view, this is because of her nervous inertial movements, but from outsiders' point of view, it's just fun.
Wen Jin looked down, his eyes sank, and he seemed to see a trace of invisible gap.
Realizing that he was bewitched by Yu Anwan, Wen Jin was a little annoyed, but to his surprise, Wen Jin didn't say anything, just looked at Yu Anwan like that.
Those deep eyes may have a little extra heat.
Yu Anwan's hands paused slightly, but the button of the shirt couldn't stand Yu Anwan's previous manipulation, and it was already loose.
"What habit, haven't changed after so many years?" Wen Jin said abruptly.
Yu Anwan: "?"
"Yu Anwan, how many shirts have you ruined?" Wen Jin asked the little woman in front of him indifferently.
This sounded normal, but it made Yu Anwan's ears turn red.
I always feel that Wen Jin is referring to something. After all, Yu Anwan ruined Wen Jin's shirts, and they are all on the bed.
Now, Yu Anwan coughed lightly, regained her senses, and said bluntly: "If you destroy it, you will be destroyed, and you will be compensated, isn't it just a matter of money!"
The tone was extremely arrogant, but such arrogance was to cover up Yu Anwan's restlessness.
Unfortunately, Wen Jin looked at Yu Anwan with a half-smile, his tall figure suddenly approached Yu Anwan, and the atmosphere instantly became ambiguous.
Yu Anwan wanted to push Wen Jin away, but she was already leaning against the head of the hospital bed, unable to move at all.
Wen Jin's hands were just propped on the edge of the bed, his handsome face was constantly enlarged in front of Yu Anwan, and the strong male hormones just rushed to his face.
Yu Anwan remained calm on the surface, but her hands were just clutching the sheets, and her palms were dripping with sweat.
"Wenjin...what are you doing..." Yu Anwan said calmly.
As soon as the words fell, Wen Jin's nose tip was already attached to Yu Anwan's, and his thin lips brushed faintly.
The smell of tobacco and lavender aftershave lingered around Yu Anwan.
Wen Jin's deep and magnetic voice often comes to his ears: "Compensation? How do you want to compensate? My clothes are all tailor-made and unique."
The implication is that Yu Anwan has no way to compensate, because there is no way to buy it.
(end of this chapter)