Tang Wanwan bit her lip: "Zhou Yan replied that you want to sleep."

He smiled and touched her little head: "Let you go, there will be no such good thing in the future."

Although he thought, she was still a little girl with a thin skin.

Later, Zhou Yan really fell asleep when she came back, and Tang Wanwan kept writing "Red River".

On the afternoon when Zhou Yan went back to sleep, she wrote more than 10,000 words and sent them to Mo Xiu.

Mo Xiu sent it to Secretary Yin again. Secretary Yin knew that Young Master Yan had been waiting for the cold for a long time, so he immediately sent it to Zhou Yan's email address...

When Zhou Yan woke up, it was already dusk.

He sat up comfortably and leaned against the head of the bed, took his cell phone and read the manuscript sent by Secretary Yin.

After half an hour watching, Zhou Yanhui frowned slightly—

When it is cold, it is still the same when it is cold. It has sharp penmanship and experienced experience.

But, it's different.

In the past, the words in the cold were ostentatious and felt a sense of tearing, but now the words in the cold were saturated and mature. I can’t say which one is better—

If Zhou Yan had to come back to describe it, the former would make him happy, but the latter would make him heartbroken.

Yes, a person actually made him feel heartbroken by his words...

Zhou Yan's eyes fell on the notebook on the sofa in the bedroom, and perhaps the warmth of Tang Wanwan's fingertips was still there.

His eyes slightly moved, and he saw her standing on the terrace and looking into the distance.

With bare feet and long hair, it is so beautiful that it is a bit unreal.

Just like his dreams over the years, like a dream bubble.

Zhou Yan sent back a WeChat message to Secretary Yin: [I want to see you when you meet you, no matter how much it costs!]

In fact, the answer is about to come out!

But he still wanted to ask Mo Xiu.

Zhou Yanhui didn't wait for Secretary Yin's result, so he got out of bed and walked to the terrace. Before Tang Wanwan found out, she hugged her waist from behind, rested her chin on her thin shoulders, and chewed her lightly: "What are you thinking?"

Tang Wanwan was about to speak when his lips moved behind her ears: "I'm wondering how to write under "Red River"?"

Tang Wanwan was stunned and wanted to turn around, but Zhou Yanhui could not move even if she could hold it tightly.

"I still want to lie, right?" He bit again: "Little liar, should I call you Mrs. Xiao Zhou or Liang Shi Da?"

Tang Wanwan's voice was a little fragile: "Zhou Yan returns."

He turned her body and pressed her forehead against her: "I'm so desperate to make money?"

She rarely rests, usually rehearsals, and when she comes back, she just writes when she comes back. Even if she drinks today, she doesn't relax. He is a little proud and heartache. He wants her to turn back into the cold and flying cold, but he is also afraid that she will not want to be this little Mrs. Zhou when she becomes back.

When she was cold, the predicament of Tangmen Entertainment could be solved quickly, and he was a little nervous...

He thought for a long time, and Tang Wanwan knew nothing. She asked indifferently: "What about that?"

Zhou Yan replied, "You can find me."

At this time, Lint's assistant had 30 million, at any time...

Tang Wanwan shook her head, and she lowered her eyes: "I don't want to rely on others anymore."

Zhou Yan returned to hold her waist with one hand, and her breath was intimately entangled with her: "Tang Wanwan, I am your husband."

The words "husband" stimulated her a little. The terrible memories of Ye Chen in her previous life surged like a tide. She suddenly pushed hard, but the strength of men and women was clearly distinguished. Not only did she not push him away, she hit the railing behind her.

She gasped and glared at him with red eyes.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yan replied with incredible gentleness.

Tang Wanwan's lips moved, "It's okay."

Zhou Yan took a step forward and suddenly pressed her in her arms.

He is tall and suitable for women to snuggle.

Tang Wanwan buried in his heart, feeling the movement of his heart, slowly, she calmed down...

"Tang Wanwan, I said I won't force you." He whispered hoarsely and touched her little head with his big palm.

She raised her eyes in his arms and said softly: "You forced me the night before."

Zhou Yan laughed: "I just want to change the prescription, even if it's forced?"

He lowered his head and said something dirty. Tang Wanwan raised her little feet and kicked him. Zhou Yan grabbed it in her hand after she replied: "It's so cold."

He picked her up, walked towards the master bedroom, and put her into the bed.

She was a little uneasy.

This place is different from the apartment. This place is a complete world belonging to Zhou Yanhui. She could feel that he smells all around her just by sitting here...

"Don't move." Zhou Yan leaned back and leaned over, "Lying down for a while, I'll go downstairs and ask someone to prepare dinner."

Tang Wanwan still remembered that he simply pressed her down and kissed her honestly before lifting up Junyan: "Tang Wanwan, you can be busy with your career, but I also have the right to take care of my Mrs. Zhou, so there is no conflict."

She was stunned.

After a while, he screamed like a cat: "Zhou Yan replied that you are inappropriate."

Zhou Yan replied and laughed: "What should I do? I can't reason with it, and I can't even play hooligans. You seem to have a little loss when you get married with Mrs. Zhou."

Tang Wanwan was speechless, but the hatred that surged in her heart seemed to have disappeared.

She murmured, "Zhou Yan returns, it's clear that you are losing."

"If you don't lose, how can you lose?" Zhou Yan kissed her lips back, pointing out something.

Later, he changed into a home suit and went downstairs, leaving Tang Wanwan blushing.

Later, she didn't know why she fell asleep... It seemed that Zhou Yan had called her, but she hadn't woken up, and just said vaguely not to quarrel with her, saying that she was so tired.

Zhou Yan returned to stand by the bed and shook her head helplessly.

Secretary Yin came over and sent a copy of information.

This information was obtained from Mo Xiu for a lot of money.

Zhou Yan's eyes fell on the information. In fact, he didn't have to look at it and knew what was written in it. He gently took it over and put it in a paper cutter and smashed it.

Secretary Yin couldn't help but say, "Your Madam Yan, you..."

"Don't say it out, and don't let Wanwan know that Mo Xiu took this ten million." Zhou Yan replied with a soft voice: "Warning Mo Xiu, he only has the chance to betray Tang Wanwan this time, otherwise he will end up with these information."

Secretary Yin was amused and crying.

Don’t cultivate the truth miserable.

This money was stuffed by Yan Shao, and this threat was also from Yan Shao.

However, Secretary Yin was quite impressed and couldn't help but say: "Mr. Yan, I really can't tell that Miss Tang has such writing skills at a young age."

"Her writing style has actually changed. Haven't you noticed it?" Zhou Yan replied softly: "There is a wall in her heart, and I can't get over it."

Secretary Yin was stunned.

She has been following Mr. Yan for several years. Have you ever seen Mr. Yan worry about gains and losses like this?

But in a flash, Zhou Yanhui grinded his fine white teeth again: "But even a piece of ice, I melted it."

Secretary Yin:...

Zhou Yan returned to the bedroom and gritted her teeth and looked at his little Mrs. Zhou all night!

I wanted to pull her up for a while and torture her hard.

After a while, I felt very distressed and felt that I should let her sleep for a while...
Chapter completed!