Sister, I'm Sorry (MTL) [COMPLETED]

77. Don't force me

The curtains in the bedroom are only a single layer, not a light-tight blackout curtain, but it doesn't matter at all.

Nearly nine in the morning, Reykjavik is still shrouded in endless darkness.

Zheng Lan lay with his back to Yan Lin for a while, and the people behind him did not make a sound.

She turned to look at him, her eyes met, in the dim light of the bedside light, his pupils were bottomless, and his eyes were rare and gentle.

Zheng Lan felt to himself that Yan Lin should be good at talking now.

She leaned a little closer, faced him face to face, and had something important to say to him.

"Chapter three of the contract?"

Yan Lin repeated her words with a confused expression.

Zheng Lan told him one by one:

"First of all, after returning to China and getting married, I don't want to live in your Yan family's old house. The garden and interior decoration are not my favorite styles."

Yan Lin: "No problem. I have already bought a large flat and live there for a while, and there is a villa under construction. The interior and garden design will be up to you."

Zheng Lan nodded, expressing his satisfaction.

Immediately afterwards, she pursed her lips and said the next request:

"After I moved in, we went our separate ways without disturbing each other. It was necessary to live in separate rooms, and we had to share the same room once a week."

Yan Lin immediately frowned:

"no."

Zheng Lan seemed to have expected that he would refuse:

"Whatever you want, you can't force me, can you?"

Without waiting for Yan Lin to respond, she continued:

"The last one, after the wedding, I don't want to have a honeymoon. There is no honeymoon between me and you."

After being controlled by him for so long, gradually, Zheng Lan can control him.

He can coerce her to marry him, but for many things in married life, he can't do anything about her.

After hearing everything she said, Yan Lin was silent for a long time.

After returning to China, there is no honeymoon and cannot have the same room.

Not going back home for now.

Yan Lin suddenly stood up, and involuntarily hugged the woman beside him tightly into his arms.

/> "Since there is no honeymoon, it is now a honeymoon."

He lowered his head and kissed her lips, swallowing her exclamation completely in his mouth.

Zheng Lan pretended to struggle for a while, and put his hands on his chest. After being comfortable with his kiss, he peeled off his clothes by the way.

This is not a honeymoon.

she thought.

At most, it was a few-night stand in a foreign country. He was a beautiful pile driver delivered to the door, not her crazy jerk husband in China.

The unofficial honeymoon lasted a full week, enough to be rated as the craziest holiday in Yan Lin's life.

Every day, he struggled between his career and his feelings. The more he struggled, the harder he played in bed, and even started to comfort himself with words like "I can't fail if the company leaves me for a few days."