Partly nervous and partly because he was too heavy, Xu Yiran soon felt like he was out of breath.
An idea flashed in her mind, and she suddenly thought of the method that Yan Shaoxun, the eldest son of the Yan family, taught her - take the initiative to touch Yan Shaoheng!
This method is tried and true, and I don’t know why. Yan Shaoheng usually likes to touch her and secretly kiss her when he gets the chance. But once she takes the initiative to touch Yan Shaoheng like Yan Shaoxun taught her, he immediately becomes
Sanctimonious, stay away from her!
But today...
Xu Yiran took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck and smiled charmingly at him...[
But the all-powerful eldest son of the Yan family had times when he made mistakes. Yan Shaoheng was not "scared" away by her this time. His black eyes were as calm as the sea, staring at her with no apparent emotion.
Uh... Xu Yiran felt a little embarrassed by what he saw. He retracted his arm in a dignified manner, his face felt slightly hot, and he looked away.
Strange, why is she blushing?
Xu Yiran muttered secretly in his heart, composed himself, and turned his eyes back.
This time she decided she couldn't bear it any longer, "Yan..."
"Heng." He interrupted her suddenly, speaking for the first time after breaking into her bedroom.
"ah?"
"Heng." He insisted on asking her to change her words.
"..." Xu Yiran understood what he was saying this time, but calling him that was too intimate!
If there is nothing wrong between husband and wife, but calling your ex-husband this...
Xu Yiran blinked and suddenly said seriously to the man who was still suppressing him and refused to get up, "I can't call you that."
"Why?"
"Because my family used to have a little turtle named Heng Heng. If I call you again... your names will get mixed up." Xu Yiran said very seriously.
Yan Shaoheng, who had always had a straight face, now actually smiled, the lines on his face softened, his eyes sparkled when he smiled, and the charming upward curve of the corners of his mouth made people blush and heartbeat.
"When did you raise the little turtle?"
Xu Yiran looked at him with relief and bitterness. He was so happy when he mentioned the little turtle. He was really... a big kid!
President Yan Da’s great cause of brain replenishment really has a long way to go.
Putting aside her sympathy for him first, Xu still answered his question seriously, "I raised her in junior high school."
"How long will it last?" Yan Shaoheng seemed to be really interested in this topic. He even turned over and left her, resting his head on his arms and looking at her with a charming smile.[
"...I've been raising it." Xu still wasn't used to the situation of the two of them lying on the bed together chatting, so he quietly moved towards the bed, trying to find a chance to escape.
Yan Shaoheng seemed not to notice her little move, "Really?"
"Really!" If you don't believe me, please look at her sincere eyes! Of course, if you give her time to apply eye drops, her eyes will look more sincere and shining...
"Then when you were in school and wrote essays about things, you would have written them with content." Yan Shaoheng seemed to say casually.
Completely unaware that this was a trap, Xu Yiran continued to make up nonsense, "Yes, I even write about our little turtle in my weekly diaries during the winter and summer vacations."
Catching the little woman who had slipped to the bedside and was about to run away, Yan Shaoheng looked at her with a careless smile, "You only wrote an essay once in high school, and the content was "My Pencil Box", which was later used as a grade essay.
One of them was printed and was despised by everyone."
"..." The corners of Xu Yiran's mouth twitched fiercely, and she subconsciously looked out the window. Unfortunately, she was lying down now. No matter how deeply she stared, she couldn't see the swimming pool downstairs.
She very much suspected that water got into her head when she was swimming that day...