Not only is it dark, but it also has alcohol mixed with a manly atmosphere.

A very strong smell.

Very confused.

Tang Wanwan suddenly felt enlightened and found herself lying in Zhou Yanhui's arms, with her palms separated from him by a thin layer of shirt material.

It's very hot under the palm.

She started to move uneasy.

"Don't move around." Zhou Yan replied with a dull voice, and then instructed the driver in front: "Drive the car back to the villa."

Tang Wanwan then found that the baffle was raised in the car and separated the front row from the back seat. She pounded his shoulder: "Let me down."

He firmly held her waist and murmured in her ear: "Drinking is a little anxious, don't move around, be obedient, huh?"

She didn't dare to move again, "Zhou Yan came back, why are you going crazy?"

In the darkness, his eyes were as bright as stars, "Tang Wanwan, I have always been restrained and not given others the chance to plot against me, but today I let go of drinking with Shen Zishan."

He grabbed her waist with one hand and stroked her face slowly with the other, "Because you are there, it doesn't matter if you drink too much."

Before Tang Wanwan could recall it, she had already been kissed by him.

Zhou Yan kissed him very quickly, almost swallowing him voraciously.

She couldn't stand this, and her little head was hiding from the left and right, and her voice was shattered: "Zhou Yan returns."

He let out a light whisper between his nose, kissing her with his neck, and became more intense...

"Zhou Yan returns." The young girl whimpered, hugged his neck hard, and did not escape, but buried herself in his arms.

The hearts of each other were beating, and Zhou Yan returned to her body with a faint smell of wine, which was particularly touching.

"I don't like being in the car." She whispered to his heart.

Zhou Yan recovered from the momentum and looked down at the little girl in her arms.

She was scared.

He was quite gentle before, and he always took her feelings. Now that she was a little tough, she naturally couldn't accept it. Zhou Yan replied with a hoarse voice: "If you are not in the car, then kiss me again when you go home."

She pounded him a few times in dissatisfaction, which caused him to chuckled.

His chest vibrated slightly when he smiled, which was very masculine.

Tang Wanwan beat him a few more times, and he caught his finger: "Stop making trouble, otherwise Lao Zhao would have thought something was going on later."

Tang Wanwan grinded her fine white teeth: "Zhou Yan came back, it seems you started first."

"Yes." Zhou Yanhui confessed very frankly: "I can't help myself after drinking too much."

Tang Wanwan didn't want to pay attention to him.

He is too shameless.

Zhou Yan glanced at her: "Are you angry?"

She didn't say anything.

He patted his trousers and said slowly: "Shen Zishan has pulled my wife to a blind date, and I am not angry. Where did you get the fire?"

Tang Wanwan turned her head: "You are clearly sour!"

Zhou Yan stretched out her hand and gently pinched her chin: "Do you know! How dare Uncle Shen scream so intimately?"

Tang Wanwan was determined to anger him to death, and turned her head to him and said, "Will I call you Uncle Zhou in the future?"

Zhou Yan came back and almost pressed her lips against her lips: "In a while, I'll have plenty of time to call you."

Tang Wanwan:...

Oh, don't reason with men, he will be a hooligan if he can't tell him.

She was so angry that she was far away from him and leaned against the car door and bit her fingernails.

Zhou Yan came back and drank, leaned in the back seat and closed her eyes to rest. She didn't know how long it took, but the car stopped.

The driver came to open the car door after two minutes. Zhou Yan looked at Lao Zhao more when he got back and got off the car.

Old Zhao's face turned red and he stood straight.

Zhou Yan got out of the car and looked into the car: "Can't you get out yet?"

Tang Wanwan then moved out of the car and looked up at the villa in front of her. Just looking at the appearance, she guessed that it was the most luxurious villa group in Yangde District. It was not surprising that Zhou Yanhui's financial resources had such a villa here. She guessed that he had lived here before.

Zhou Yan took her hand back, and took the person upstairs without caring about the servants in the hall greetings.

He pushed open the door of a bedroom and pulled the person inside. As soon as the door kicked, Tang Wanwan was gently pressed on the door panel, and then he kissed him.

He suppressed him for a long time, but he was still restrained, as if he was afraid of ruining her.

Tang Wanwan felt unable to breathe anymore, so she could only hug him and follow him... until he let go of her contentedly.

His forehead was pressed against his forehead, and his voice was hoarse: "Why don't you call Uncle Zhou at this time?"

"You are perverted." She put her fingers on his shoulder and gently stroked his shirt: "Zhou Yan back?"

He muttered lazily, feeling very relaxed.

Tang Wanwan suddenly asked softly: "Have you never been in love?"

She asked in a tactful way, but Zhou Yanhui understood what she meant and lifted her eyelids: "Why, aren't satisfied?"

How dare she be dissatisfied?

She bit her finger and thought, she couldn't be more satisfied...

He didn't do anything else, so he just kissed her and let her do whatever she wanted. He took a shower and prepared to go to bed.

Tang Wanwan called him: "I want to go back to the apartment."

Zhou Yan was wearing a bathrobe, and water was dripping from her black hair. "What are you doing when you go back? Stay here today, and I will ask Secretary Yin to drive you there tomorrow."

Tang Wanwan looked at him: "A laptop is OK."

Zhou Yan laughed and said, "What else do you want to write after drinking?"

Even though he said that, he took her to the study.

As she expected, this is where Zhou Yan usually lives. The study room alone looks fifty square meters. The whole row of bookcases is almost all original documents. There are also several world-famous paintings hanging on the walls, which are worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

She complained in her heart: capitalist.

Zhou Yan returned and took a notebook for her and thought for a while: "Go to the bedroom to write, there is a small sofa there."

"It will clamor for you." She looked around: "I'm here."

Zhou Yan returned with her hands in front of her and looked at her with condescending eyes, "Either go to the bedroom to write, or go to bed with me, Tang Wanwan, you choose one."

As a result, she followed him to the bedroom obediently. He lay on the bed with a big thorn, but instead of sleeping immediately, he called several times to explain the matter.

Tang Wanwan was lying on the small sofa, her fingers flying.

Zhou Yan retried the phone and looked at her: "It seems that I am so enterprising, it seems that I am right to invest in Tangmen Entertainment."

"It's not the right thing." Tang Wanwan didn't raise her head, "Young Master Yan will feel that it's worth it in the future."

He was stimulated by the word "Sir Yan" and snorted softly: "I felt it the night before."

"Can you not be so vulgar when Zhou Yan replied?" She couldn't bear it anymore.

Zhou Yan returned and took out a cigarette from the bedside table and lit it. After taking a sip, she got out of bed and came to her. Tang Wanwan didn't know what he wanted to do, so she stared at him blankly.

Zhou Yan returned to her, grabbed the back of her neck, then lowered her head and squirted on her white little face. Tang Wanwan screamed in anger, but he smiled and kissed her...

After kissing for a while, he let go and said in a silence: "Mrs. Xiao Zhou, this is what is meant to be vulgar."

Tang Wanwan stared at him.
Chapter completed!