Chapter 199

Ye Yufan walks out of the elevator shakily, holds the cold wall, touches the door of the house she lives in, leans his head against the stable swinging body on the door frame, narrows his intoxicated eyes, puts one hand into his bag and takes out the key.

People who are drunk have dizzy heads, flower eyes and disobedient hands and feet.

She bent down and opened her eyes, clenched the key in her hand, shaking the rope at the slightly pointed front end, trying to insert the concave lock hole.

After more than a dozen times in a row, it is still out of alignment.

"Hoo, I'm so tired."

Ye Yufan was so anxious that his forehead was sweating. He raised his body, reached out and touched the sweat. He looked up and took a deep breath. He felt that his breathing was smoother. He continued to bend over and stare at the keyhole and insert the key.

Just then, she vaguely heard the elevator tinkle behind her, and then a heavy and urgent footsteps came into her cochlea, getting closer and closer.

Listen, it's like running for her.

Ye Yufan suddenly looks back in surprise. Before he can see who he is, a hurricane with strong nicotine flavor blows across his forehead.

Then, a man's bony hand grabbed a bunch of keys in her hand and leaned up to the lock on the door.

The lock was opened, and the door was kicked open. Yeyufan didn't have time to respond, so he was firmly pulled by the cold man like frost on his delicate wrist, dragged directly to the living room and threw it on the single sofa without pity.

"Hiss... It hurts!"

The back of his head happened to bump against the hard wall. It hurt so much that ye Yufan burst into tears. He quickly reached out and rubbed it.

Wait to see clearly that the cold looking man standing by the sofa is the jijing'an she doesn't want to see at the moment. The angry flame at the bottom of her heart rushes upward, kicks his legs towards him, and yells angrily, "what are you doing here? Go find your ex fiancee. Why are you looking for me? I don't welcome you here."

"Who do you welcome? Han Yuanchuan, or another man?"

He went crazy and looked for her all night. He couldn't find anyone. What happened?

She sat in Han Yuanchuan's car, talking and laughing, intimate attitude and ambiguous behavior. She almost had to hold together and have close contact.

However, she was so brave that she bit him back and blamed him.

Jijing an Leng condensed her crimson face and dark eyes, quickly burst into a touch of dangerous coldness, coldly lowered her eyes, a pair of powerful and strong arms, stopped at the waist, tightened her slender waist, and suddenly lifted up the woman who was lying on the sofa and crying constantly, close to his chest.

But the strong smell of alcohol on her body and the smell of other men made his anger rise to the top in an instant.

Suddenly released the hand that pinched her waist and threw her roughly on the cold floor.

"I don't welcome anyone." Night Yufan fell to the ground and was hurt by him again and again. He shouted angrily at the ruthless man, "jijing'an, you big bastard!"

Carrying her behind his back and hugging Mo Yurou close to his face, he still brutally suppressed her. It's crazy!

He held her high and threw her away. She almost fell from the air. It hurt too much.

The hip was almost four petals.

This time, ye Yufan was so painful that she gnashed her teeth and wanted to smoke, and her stomach was bumped badly. As soon as her face changed, she would vomit with her chest covered, "woo..."

Jijing'an is turning around and smoking a cigarette. When she hears her moaning, she wants to be hard hearted, regardless of her life or death, but in the end, she is still worried about her physical condition.

The next second, the man suddenly turned around, turned to her small face, deep eyebrows and eyes, and attached a layer of deep anger, but finally he couldn't bear her pain. He twisted out his cigarette butts, threw them into the trash can, squatted down, held the stupid woman he had been thinking about all night, gently put it back on the sofa, and said expressionless, "lie down and don't move."

After coughing for a long time, fan didn't cough, but he didn't cough for a long time.

When the man felt bitter in her mouth, he fed her a spoonful of honey grapefruit tea from time to time.

Sweet and sour, making her aching stomach much more comfortable.

At that moment, her heart, unspeakable taste.

When he was angry, he could mercilessly throw her to the ground, but he carefully prepared sugar water to take care of her when she was in pain.

What does this man think of her?

Maybe there is a favorite ingredient, but it's not much, but it's poor.

If you really care about her, you won't lie to her, let alone hug Mo Yurou.

As long as I think that everything Ji Jing'an has done to her is not based on liking her, ye Yufan is so painful that she wants to close her eyes and sleep in her sleep.

In that way, she will never tangle, let alone worry.

Ye Yufan didn't know how much honey grapefruit tea she drank. The drunkenness suddenly hit her head. She shook her head vaguely and gradually fell asleep.

I don't know when yeyufan was awakened by the sound of water.

Soberly open your eyes and clearly find yourself lying in a bathtub full of warm water.

The whole body was wet and naked, and was frankly exposed under jijing'an's eyes.

The proud and noble man, with long dark eyebrows and deep locks, looked extremely sinister, took a white towel and carefully helped her wipe every inch of her skin.

Seriously, it seems to wipe out all the other men's breath left on her.

In front of him was the man's familiar and beautiful face, with his cold and charming breath at the end of his nose. When his eyes were opposite, yeyufan noticed that there were two traces of cyan under his cold eyebrows and eyes, which were the traces of fatigue, excessive sleep and lack of sleep.

Night Yufan stretched out his hand and touched the blue skin under his eyes with his thin white and tender fingers. His eyes suddenly turned red and said with a cry, "Ji Jingan, since you don't like me, don't be so kind to me, will you? You'll make me misunderstand."

I will secretly rejoice, will be self righteous, will think that you actually like me, will take good care of me.

The man frowned deeply, clenched his hand with a towel, held his hands on the edge of the bathtub, and his sharp eyes quietly focused on the snow-white and tender woman soaked in warm water.

Seeing that he was indifferent, yeyufan was sad from his heart. He simply broke the jar and raised his wet eyes to stare at him, "I really don't understand your mind. Since you like Mo Yurou, don't provoke me. But why did you provoke me and go back to Mo Yurou? I was going to get drunk tonight and forget you from the bottom of my heart and mind, but you gave me a glimmer of hope..."

Jijing'an's eyebrows and eyes jumped, threw away the towel in his hand, clenched her wrist touching his eyes and face with her left palm, and explored her delicate chin with her right palm. She didn't care about the wet water on her body, so she held the person firmly in her arms, with a trace of unknown tenderness in her tone, "what do you see?"