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===Chapter 341 Prosperous Hotel===

Chapter 340

As the words fell, Wen Jianyan felt that the arms around his waist seemed to tighten a bit, as if he didn't want him to leave.

The thin clothes on his body were not completely dry, and they were tightly adhered to the skin. The curves from the shoulder blades to the back of the waist were closely fitted, and there was almost no gap between them.

Wen Jianyan can almost feel the firm and undulating texture of the opponent's chest and abdomen, as well as the bulge of the muscles when the arms are tightened.

"..."

He froze his face and tensed his body involuntarily.

As if feeling the stiffness of the young man in his arms, Wu Zhu turned his head slightly, and the cold tip of his nose brushed against Wen Jianyan's earlobe.

"What's wrong?"

Huang Mao, who had been watching Wen Jianyan closely all the time, asked nervously.

I don't know why, after saying "We'd better leave quickly", the captain's already unnatural expression became even weirder, did he find something wrong?

After all, as time went by, the anomalies in the corridor became more and more obvious, and it was almost impossible to ignore them.

Staring at the pair of eyes that fell on her body, Wen Jianyan restrained her slightly distorted expression, and pulled out a smile:

"......nothing."

He changed the subject: "Have you all seen that painting?"

Everyone nodded.

"Then let's go." Wen Jianyan turned around.

By turning around to create a visual blind spot, he pressed his hand on Wu Zhu's arm, and pinched viciously——

release! !

Seemingly realizing that Wen Jianyan was about to move now, and the two of them could no longer maintain the tight-knit posture just now, Wu Zhu reluctantly loosened the band around Wen Jianyan's waist However, before waiting for Wen Jianyan to breathe a sigh of relief, he felt that his hand hanging by his side was caught.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

The cold and slender five fingers firmly inserted into the young man's closed fingers, leaving no gap between the palms. If the last time was unintentional, then this time it was obviously intentional.

It seems that Wu Zhu has already grasped the key points of interlocking fingers without a teacher.

"..."

Wen Jianyan glanced to the side expressionlessly.

Wu Zhu was still dead indifferent, he didn't look at Wen Jianyan, but stared straight ahead for a moment, looking inexplicably...

Put on a show.

"..."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and looked away wearily.

never mind.

At least compared to the cuddling posture just now, it's just holding hands at most now, since it doesn't affect his next actions, then let him go.

【Integrity First】 Live Room:

"..."

"..."

"I'm starting to wonder, what kind of live broadcast are we watching?"

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