Yan Yu bared his teeth, gasped at the air conditioner, and pretended to be pitiful, "Honey, aren't you worried about your happiness for the rest of your life?"
An Jinran sneered: "Do we have the rest of our lives?" It wasn't just a year, and she wasn't him, but it wasn't like she couldn't bear even this little time.
"You're cruel!" Yan Yu hugged his lower body and grimaced in pain.
"Haha, you just know? I told you a long time ago that I am not someone to be trifled with."
Looking at his appearance, An Jinran felt relieved all of a sudden, and all her depression and unhappiness disappeared at this moment.
Her eyes swept over his lower part with a vague look, and the corners of her eyes narrowed in comfort. At the end, she did not forget to remind the other person kindly: "If you want to worry, you should worry about yourself! Do you want me to help you find a woman?
Try it? See if it’s broken?”
"No need." He knew his own brother very well, so there was no need to find anyone else to try.
An Jinran blinked, and the evil factor hidden in her heart began to stir up, "Are you sure you don't want to? But I'm worried that I stepped too hard just now. If he can't lift his head in the future, I will feel very guilty."
Yan Yu gritted his teeth, "I'm sure he's very good. There's no need to find someone to try it, unless... you want to try it yourself?"
"roll--"
The smile on An Jinran's face froze instantly, and she rolled her eyes rudely.
Yan Yu straightened up despite the pain, raised the corners of his lips, and gave an evil smile: "Are you sure you don't want to give it a try? I guarantee that he is still as lively as before and will definitely be able to satisfy you. But you, I don't know if that's the case.
I can feed him."
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As if to prove that his little brother is really brave, that guy was photographed for several nights in a row with his arms around different hot girls going to various nightclubs. In the past few days, almost all the covers of gossip magazines and weekly magazines were about him, even
Mother An, who seldom read newspaper news, couldn't help but call to express concern.
"Xiao Jin, where are you?" An's mother, who never asked where she was, called her at night for the first time.
"You're at home, what's wrong?" At that time, An Jinran was squatting on the sofa with instant noodles and watching TV. There were a lot of snacks and snacks scattered around. The guy was not at home, and Xiaoliu and the others had not been seen all day.
Figure, she is too lazy to cook alone, and she is not happy to eat out, so she can only rely on these to solve the food and clothing problem.
An's mother hesitated to speak. After a while, she tentatively said, "Then... is Xiaoyan here?"
"He's not here, you have something to do with him?" An Jinran bit her instant noodles and stared at the TV screen. All her attention was on the TV, and she didn't realize that something was wrong with An's mother.
"Xiao Jin, tell mom, are you two... getting into trouble?"
Awkward?
We're not a young couple, so what's there to be awkward about?
An Jinran curled her lips and replied casually: "Mom, don't worry blindly, we two are very good."
"Didn't you quarrel?" An's mother asked again without giving up.
"No!" An Jinran replied resolutely.
There was a fight, and she beat the guy, but she wasn't prepared to tell An's mother.
"Then why does he still hang out with other women every day?" On the other end of the phone, An's mother's rather confused voice came, as if she was very worried about what happened between the two of them.
After An Jinran took the last mouthful of noodles, she took out a tissue and interrupted, and then said slowly: "Mom, he was just acting on occasion. As you know, he works at Ling's now, so he will inevitably have to go out.