Time passed so fast. Li Yan made rapid progress like a rocket, but there was still a big gap between him and Wen Yi.
Wen Yi wrapped her hand with black tape and turned around in front of her.
"Why jump into such an obvious trap?"
Li Yan put his hands behind his back and couldn't get away, looking at the historical question she pointed at.
"I..." Li Yan pursed his lips and said aggrievedly, "Who knew there would be traps one after another."
She triumphantly stepped over the obvious trap in the question, only to find that the place she stepped over was a deeper trap.
Wen Yi held his forehead and sighed.
Li Yan looked at her and wanted to sigh.
Wen Yi just had to write the papers for her step by step, and even the nanny-level teaching failed to bring her to the same level.
Li Yan felt that this was a talent limitation, and that this might be the end of his achievements.
Thinking about it, she put on a playful smile and said, "It's okay. You go and study your law. I'll see if you can switch to a low-scoring major with luck."
Wen Yi raised her hand, and Li Yan thought she was going to playfully slap her face like she did on the bed, so he subconsciously closed his eyes.
Wen Yi paused and pinched the flesh on both sides of her cheeks.
She kept the tape on her wrist until she went to bed, and Wen Yi patiently helped her even with washing.
In fact, the loop of tape is not very strong and can be detached from the bottom with a little effort.
But Li Yan pretended not to know...occasionally he enjoyed the feeling of being controlled.
Lying on the bed, Wen Yi took the initiative to tear off the tape for her, but changed his position so that she could put her hands on top of her head.
Then he lay next to her and read short English passages to her.
"My hearing is too poor," Wen Yi said unceremoniously, "I can even step on the answer sheet with my foot and get a higher score than you."
Li Yan: "..."
Finally, she fell asleep under the gentle voice. Wen Yi untied her and gently covered her with the quilt.
This week is a make-up class after the exam. After this period, they will have a ten-day break, and then the start of their senior year of high school.
After Wen Yi settled Li Yan down, she got up and went to the study. She had stayed up late for several days in a row to catch up on work, coaxing Li Yan to go to bed early, but secretly stayed up until the early morning every day.
After chatting with colleagues who were forced to work overtime, Wen Yi looked up and yawned.
Halfway through the yawn, I choked.
Li Yan quietly opened the door a crack and stared at her for an unknown amount of time.
Wen Yi cleared her throat guiltily, "What's wrong?"
He stepped forward to open the door and found that Li Yan still had his eyes half-closed.
"What are you doing?" Li Yan's head was groggy, and he could only see some blurry color blocks in front of his eyes. He reached out and touched Wen Yi based on his feeling.
"Just a little work and you'll be fine soon." Wen Yi touched her head and put his hand on the back of her neck and squeezed it gently twice as if to comfort her.
Li Yan nodded dumbly, climbed up her upper body and up to her neck, his breath felt hot.
"...Don't leave me."
Wen Yi was startled, then tested the temperature of her forehead with the back of her hand, "Why do you have a fever?"
Wen Yi tried to pull the man off, but the sick man was unexpectedly strong.
She sighed and picked him up.
With his legs wrapped around her waist, Li Yan said in a daze: "Don't leave me..."
Wen Yi hugged her with one arm and rummaged through the cabinets to find a thermometer while comforting her.
It took a long time to find a thin needle, and Wen Yi was extremely irritable for the first time.
"Sit tight." I knew I should have all the tools to measure my temperature.
Wen Yi placed her firmly on the sofa and took out the mercury thermometer: "Baby, raise your arms and clamp them tightly."
Li Yan flinched away after being touched once, and quickly squeezed into Wen Yi's arms, "Cold!"
Wen Yi was so rubbed by her that he couldn't stand still, so he forcefully put it under her armpits and hugged her.
The person in her arms seemed to have been greatly wronged. Tears fell drop by drop on her shoulders, making her heart tremble.
The next day, Li Yan slept until eleven o'clock in the morning. Lao Mu sent a message asking what was going on, and the two of them immediately called in sick.
Under Wen Yi's gaze, Li Yan swallowed the pills hard, causing her face to wrinkle in pain.
The doctor said that it had a lot to do with too much pressure, which made Wen Yi very upset at himself for forcing her to study.
"I'll take you out for a drive these two days to change your mood."
Li Yan opened his mouth to retort, "It's okay, we'll be on holiday in a few days anyway."
Wen Yi stared at her without speaking.
All right. Li Yan understood.
With her as a supervising madman, it doesn't matter whether school is on holiday or not.
After her condition improved, Wen Yi drove her out directly.
She was sitting in the passenger seat, eating snacks and playing on her mobile phone. She felt very comfortable.
Zheng Sixheng expressed deep concern about her not coming to school, but the direction of his concern seemed wrong.
"Did you fucking die from being fucked by Wen Yi?"
Li Yan trembled all over and his phone almost flew out.
Typing the characters fiercely: "Get out!"
The drive alone took three hours. Li Yan looked at the high-rise buildings outside the window and turned his head curiously.
"Where is this?" I thought she was going to a remote country road to show off.
Wen Yi entered an underground garage and pressed the elevator button.
Answered calmly: "My company."
Li Yan: "?"
The ride you mentioned as co-author is just to introduce the job?
Li Yan swallowed hard and used the reflection on the elevator wall to straighten the ends of his slightly messy hair.
"Do you have a very high position in the company?"
"I can't do much, I'm just a manager now."
As soon as he finished speaking, the elevator door slowly opened.
They were all looking at them with astonishment on their faces.
Li Yan immediately fell silent and was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He stayed behind her without saying a word and watched her greet everyone in the office.
He walked to a separate location and knocked on the table, "Come and play with her."
The person who was called to accompany her felt inexplicably familiar, until the person looked at her and said with a smile: "Hey, little kid, you are here~"
Li Yan was stunned, and Li Yan suddenly realized.
oh! The long-legged waiter in that western restaurant.
The three of them entered the independent office. Li Yan watched helplessly as the long-legged beauty pulled up the display screen in the corner and found two handles from the cabinet.
Wen Xiangqing: "Let's play games."
Li Yan quietly took over the controller and accused Wen Yi with his eyes while she was choosing a game.
You just left me behind? !
Outside the transparent glass are all busy figures. Sitting on the office chair, Wen Yi really looked like an elite strong woman.
They are just elites wearing casual couple clothes with her.
The strong woman winked at her: Have fun.
The strong woman quickly got into her work. Li Yan gritted his teeth and looked away from her, fiddling with the handle with an awkward smile.
Fortunately, this long-legged sister is very sociable. After playing two games, the two of them got to know each other quite well, and they were able to say bad things in front of Wen Yi. Wen Xiangqing winked at her, "Is she confused about amorous feelings?"
Hearing this, Li Yan secretly turned to glance at Wen Yi, then nodded, "Yeah!"
"Every time she arrives at the company, she can't speak at all. She never discusses anything else except work."
Wen Xiangqing patted her shoulder like an elder, "Thank you for your hard work."
Li Yan was confused by the "hard work", but still shook his head, "It's not hard."
If he wanted to say something else, Wen Yi suddenly threw over a bag of chocolate bread.
Wen Xiangqing was interrupted and gave her the middle finger angrily.
Wen Yi said: "Don't move your hands or feet."
Wen Xiangqing's middle finger refused to fall for a long time.
The bag of bread was obviously only for Li Yan. She opened it for the well-behaved Li Yan, who fearfully broke off half of the bag for her.
"It's better for us kids." Wen Xiangqing put a hand behind her and hugged her shoulders.
"It's boring to stay with this person normally, isn't it?" She crossed her legs and raised her eyebrows at Li Yan, "Do you want to go out with your sister to play -"
The ending was interrupted by an overturned water glass.
She turned her head following the sound and found Wen Yi's cold eyes: "Don't accompany me anymore, let someone else come in."
Li Yan found it strange to see them making noise, so he leaned on the sofa and watched the show quietly.
"I didn't say where to go, why are you anxious?" Wen Xiangqing rolled her eyes.
Li Yan didn't understand what Wen Yi was anxious about, so he looked at her with the same confusion.
It was obviously her who threw me to someone else!
Wen Yi had already started to tidy up the desktop, "Get out."
Wen Xiangqing planned to leave in a good-natured manner, but she said harshly: "If you are such a ruthless person, please don't crush our young child--"
What she said later was not complete, because when she stood up and looked down, she found that there were dense traces of ambiguity under the collar of the young child.
"...fuck," she said, "you're awesome."
Li Yan noticed her gaze, his cheeks turned red, and he hurriedly covered his collar.
Wen Yi asked her out of the office directly.
There are people peeking curiously outside the glass window. She pushed the button next to the door, and the transparent glass gradually changed color.
"Wow," Li Yan sighed, "it can still be like this."
No one comes to disturb them anymore.
Wen Yi walked up to her and asked, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Li Yan made room for her, "No, it should be almost better."
People outside poked their heads in, and the last scene they saw was the cold-faced overtime maniac picking up the child he had brought.
Wen Xiangqing coughed violently, turned around and clapped her hands to summon everyone, "Let's go into the conference room for a meeting!"
Wen Yi lowered his head and looked at her inside, "Do you want to try doing it in the office?"
Li Yan: "...Huh?"
"Isn't it almost better?" Wen Yi put her on the seat and took out a box from the locked drawer.
Li Yan stared at the familiar packaging box with wide eyes.
Wen Yi's slender white hands opened and took out a round thing that was half the length of a finger.
Li Yan watched in horror as she slowly disinfected with alcohol wipes, her legs becoming weak for no reason.
"This, this, this..." Li Yan was incoherent.
Isn't this a little toy that she left idle after filming the commercial?
Wen Yi nodded, "Well, give it a try."
Before going out, Wen Yi asked her to change her skirt. She thought she was going to take beautiful photos.
As a result, the hem of the skirt at the thigh was lifted up, and a strange foreign object was inserted into it before she suddenly realized what she was doing.
I dare to do it because the skirt is convenient... Hmm.
All in.
Li Yan snorted softly, his eyes wet.
Wen Yi seemed to have studied the instructions thoroughly and pressed the switch without mercy.
Electricity surged into the spinal cord, causing the whole body to tremble.
"...Fuck," Li Yan was so shaken that he could hardly sit still, and he squeezed out swear words between his teeth, "Wait a minute..."
Wen Yi didn't stop and looked at her with an almost indifferent expression.
Watch her eyes turn red, watch her tremble as she tries to find a fulcrum.
Wen Yi curled her lips, "Don't understand the style?"
Li Yan couldn't hear her words clearly amid the buzz.
She flipped the switch up and the buzzing got louder.
"Fuck," Li Yan was pulled up again before sliding off the seat, "...this won't work!"
Wen Yi was indifferent: "Heartless and boring?"
Hold.
Li Yan finally understood.
It turns out that it was the long-legged sister who caused the trouble!
There was a physiological tear left in the corner of his eye, but Wen Yi raised his hand to wipe it away.
"No, no... you're not like this..." Li Yan explained with a trembling voice.
Wen Yi continued to dial, "Are you working hard?"
Li Yan couldn't bear it at all.
All I can think about is you waiting for me.
"No, it's not hard..."
Wen Yi lifted Li Yan, who was unable to sit still, and fixed her hand on the back of the chair.
"Sit tight, baby, don't fall."
Li Yan's eyes were red and he wanted to kick her, but there was another pain in his wrist.
She was about to cry. It was a torture both mentally and physically.
"You——"
You're dead.
But Wen Yi couldn't let her say the next words. She lowered her eyes and kissed her moist lips.
There were a few drops of water on the ground beneath the seat.
Wen Yi said in her ear, "Do you like it?"
"..." Li Yan was trembling and speechless.
Wen Yi asked patiently again.
"..." Li Yan closed his eyes with a hint of compromise.
"...like it."
(End of chapter)