The Chronicle Control Group chooses to be bad

Chapter 72

Chapter 72 Extra Six [Parallel World (1)...

On this day, Yu Huaiyan opened his eyes as usual, but only for a moment, he noticed something was wrong——

There seemed to be a warm and soft body in his arms.

Looking down, it was a woman.

A face was buried in his arms, and the fluffy and soft hair on the top of his head rubbed against his neck, fluffy and itchy.

The tip of her nose can still smell the faint aroma of her head.

This discovery made Yu Huaiyan froze, and instantly woke up.

His life is simple, and he spends most of his time at work.

Rarely interacts with women.

On the contrary, in the business field, there were always people who wanted to put women beside him.

Yu Huaiyan has always hated this and avoided it.

Could it be that this time... is it right?

Thinking of this, Yu Huaiyan couldn't help turning cold, and wanted to push the woman in his arms away.

Unexpectedly, as soon as there was a movement, the woman groaned, but the entanglement became tighter.

"Well, what are you doing?" The voice was nice, with a tone that was still awake, like a small complaint, and like a baby.

Her reaction was very natural, which made Yu Huaiyan, who had never dealt with women too much, a little at a loss.

Pushing is neither not pushing nor not pushing.

I couldn't help sweating on my back.

After a while, Yu Huaiyan stiffened his body and said stiffly, "I'm getting up."

The woman didn't know what to mutter, and finally let go of her hand.

As if he had received an amnesty, Yu Huaiyan hurriedly pushed aside.

After the distance was widened, he was finally able to see the woman's face clearly.

A very delicate and beautiful face, fair and rosy skin, looking soft and warm.

The eyes are closed, the eyelashes are curled and thick.

Rosy lips.

The Sleeping Beauty in the fairy tale is nothing more than this.

After a quick glance, Yu Huaiyan looked away.

In the end, I felt a sense of familiarity on this strange face.

Soon, a name from memory jumped into my mind - Wen Zhiwen.

His... ex-wife.

He looked up at the door of the room he was in.

The same strangeness and familiarity——

It is not difficult to see that this bedroom has exactly the same door layout as his, but the interior decoration is completely different.

His bedroom has a cold atmosphere all year round, and the decoration is the same as his personality, black and white, simple and meticulous.

And this door bedroom, floating faintly warm fragrance.

The colors are strong and harmonious, and there are many delicate ornaments that can be seen everywhere. There are many things that belong to women, which is a completely different style.

Yu Huaiyan was stunned.

A strange room door, and a woman who couldn't possibly be here.

Yu Huaiyan clearly remembered that just a few days ago, his ex-wife was hospitalized due to a car accident and lay unconscious in the hospital.