Quick Wear: I am a good female supporting role

Chapter 344 The Legal Wife in the Concubine's Story 25

The glow of the candle flame was shrouded in wisps of white smoke in the night, as if it was about to burn out.

Zhai Lingruo lay on the table and looked up at Yan Heng.

The man had been dealing with the files for a long time without blinking. His slender hands tapped lightly on the desk, making a slight tapping sound.

"Husband, it's getting late, you should go to bed early." Zhai Lingruo yawned and got up to go to bed.

Yan Heng ignored her words and sat there as usual.

It was not until the next morning, when the morning light shone into the room, that Zhai Lingruo stretched and found that Yan Heng was not beside her.

She drew aside the bed curtain and looked outside. Yan Heng was still sitting at the desk. The candle had long burned out. The light from outside fell on him, casting a layer of vague glow on him.

"Husband, have you been staying here all night?" Zhai Lingruo stepped forward and tugged at his sleeve.

Still ignore her.

Angry?

"What are you angry about?"

His eyes were cold, and his words were like ice that had been soaked for a long time: "Madam, are you asking about the 23-year-old Yan Heng, or the 18-year-old Yan Heng?"

Zhai Lingruo's whole body froze. Oh no, how come another Yan Heng came back?

"Master Yan..." She smiled awkwardly, feeling a little guilty, "You're back. I missed you so much."

fraud.

Yan Heng's whole person was tinged with gloom, "Miss me? I see Madam is having a lot of fun these days."

If he didn't have those memories, he would have been deceived by her again.

She actually did all the intimate things with another self behind his back that she usually did with him.

Although he did all these things when he was younger, it didn't mean that he was willing to accept his younger self touching her now.

Yan Heng's warm palm covered her neck with ambiguous red marks, which were marks left by another him. With each stroke, the darkness in his eyes deepened, as if a violent storm was about to come.

Zhai Lingruo opened his hand that was touching her. The look on the man's face was too scary. She took two steps back unconsciously. "Yan Heng, what are you crazy about?"

Both of them are Yan Heng, what is there to argue about?

She just fell in love with two men at the same time. No, she just fell in love with Yan Heng at different times. Why does she look like a scumbag?

A sneer appeared at the corner of Yan Heng's mouth, and the flame of jealousy burned fiercely in his heart.

The woman in front of him always called her husband with sweet words, but when it was his turn, she would just call him Lord Yan with coldness, calling him by his full name, Yan Heng, with impatience.

"Are you thinking about him?" He held her shoulders tightly, his cold eyes fell on her face, forcing her to look directly at him, "He won't come back!"

No one knew better than him when he left her when he was young.

"I understand, Lord Yan." Zhai Lingruo nodded, but she felt inexplicably relieved in her heart. After all, the young Yan Heng thought they were husband and wife until he left. Lingruo was always worried that he might find out and become the current Yan Heng earlier.

When she thought of that possibility, she shuddered inexplicably.

It is not a good thing to make a man who will become a madman in the future become a madman prematurely.

At the same time, Zhai Lingruo felt that Yan Heng was even more inexplicable. He had memories of his youth, and those were things he had experienced, so how could he still be jealous of her?

Yan Heng saw that she was still thinking about her younger self when she was young. He could not help but increase the strength of his hand: "It seems that I have been too indulgent to Madam during the past few days when I was away. Madam can even think about other men in front of me."

What other men?

Zhai Lingruo widened her eyes. She had always been thinking about him, okay?

"Lord Yan, what are you crazy about?" She broke free from his hands that were restraining her, and felt that the man in front of her was even more difficult to deal with than her boyfriend in her previous world.

Lord Yan? She called him Lord Yan again.

Only in bed, when he forced her to, would she reluctantly call him husband.

And the other self, in the daily interactions with Ling Ruo, easily obtained what he had always wanted.

The feeling of being suspended in the air with her feet off the ground made Zhai Lingruo hug Yan Heng tightly, and he pressed her down on the bed again.

Is it bad to profess in broad daylight? Zhai Lingruo wanted to get up, but he held her tightly in his arms, and the kiss like a violent storm fell again.

If Zhai Lingruo knew, he must be very angry, and every blow of his would hit her heart hard, carrying a sense of punishment.

"Yan Heng... From now on - I will never call you that again..." She gritted her teeth and uttered the remaining two words with difficulty, "I touched..."

A bead of sweat slid down the white neck and shoulders.

Yan Heng's eyes were filled with coldness, and he gently wiped away the sweat rolling down her neck with his fingertips: "If you don't let me touch you, who should I go to? The impotent Jiang Huaiqing? Or the eighteen-year-old Yan Heng?"

When she heard his name at last, Zhai Lingruo's dazed pupils seemed to come into focus and her whole body couldn't stop shaking.

No, Yan Heng is sick.

"Doesn't Lord Yan want to be unwilling to be the third party?" Zhai Lingruo recalled the young Yan Heng's solemn words a few days ago. After all, it was the same person, and what he said was naturally his.

She then spoke, reaching out her hand and tremblingly taking out the jade whistle from the scattered clothes beside her, "In this case, the jade whistle is returned to you, and we also...ah..."

Zhai Lingruo's words were interrupted by his ferocious actions. Yan Heng must have been extremely angry, but she ignored his almost crazy gaze and endured the pleasure he brought her.

She said word by word: "Don't. See. Me. Again."

But after she finished saying these words, her vision fell into darkness. Yan Heng reached out and covered her eyes. She fainted in this state of almost extreme madness.

After she fell asleep, Yan Heng picked up the whistle that was left on the corner of the bed and whispered coldly in her ear: "Don't even think about it."

Zhai Lingruo woke up in a daze. It was already dark outside and she couldn't tell whether it was night or dawn.

Her eyesight was very good at night. As soon as she got up, she saw the jade whistle beside her pillow. After thinking about it, she picked it up and blew it.

The next second, the familiar figure appeared in front of Zhai Lingruo.

"Master Yan, send me back."

"Go back, Madam, do you want to return to the Marquis' Mansion?" In the dark night, Yan Heng's expression was unclear. He was like a dormant beast hidden in the night, and his whole body exuded a dangerous aura.

"What else?" Where else could she go back to? She had been in the Dragon Guard Division for too long and would have to go back sooner or later. Besides, Yan Heng had been acting crazy recently, so it was better for her to stay away from him for the time being.

But he only heard the man chuckle, as if with sarcasm: "Madam, this is not the first day you met Yan? Do you really think that Long Wei Si can come and go as he pleases?"