Luo Yan couldn't sleep on the bed. When she heard what Rong Junlie said that day about Rong Zhao's illegitimate son, she felt sad and left without saying a word to him.
In the past few days, his phone calls kept coming, but she just didn't answer.
"Mommy, why aren't you sleeping yet..." Suddenly a little head popped out of the bed. Luo Yan took her thoughts back and looked at Kaikai on the bed looking at her in confusion, so she stretched out her arms to hold him in her arms.
inside.
"Mommy will go to bed soon..." Luo Yan hugged the little guy and got into bed.
Kaikai's fleshy body crawled into her arms, and Luo Yan was amused by him, "What are you doing? Mommy won't leave..."
"Mommy, I'm in a bad mood today..." Kaikai hugged her with aggrieved eyes.
"Ah?" Luo Yan became nervous upon hearing this, "Did someone bully you at school?"
Kaikai shook his head, "That's not the case. The school is holding an in-person sports meeting next week, and the fathers of other children are participating, but I..."
The little guy paused. At such a young age, he actually learned to stop talking.
Of course Luo Yan knew what he was thinking. Her eyes darkened slightly and she felt a little disappointed. Over the years, she had been unwilling to tell Kaikai's identity, not without scruples.
Now that I think about it, Rong Junlie is unwilling to admit the identity of his two sons, for fear of...
Alas, I sighed slightly in my heart.
Luo Yan immediately got up from the bed, took out her mobile phone, and coaxed the little guy, "Kaikai, let's send a text message to dad first to see if dad has time to attend Kaikai's parent-teacher meeting next week, okay?"
"Mommy, after we sent the message to Daddy, will Daddy really come?"
Kaikai blinked excitedly, and Luo Yan nodded seriously, "Of course!"
"What do Kaikai want to say?"
"Mommy, tell daddy that Kaikai misses him so much, and he must come if you ask him to, otherwise Kaikai will be embarrassed in front of his classmates..."
"Okay, mommy will tell daddy that Kaikai misses him..." Luo Yan pressed the words one by one. When she compiled the text message, she found that she couldn't find anyone to send it to. In the end, she had to type
Lily's phone number.
"Okay, it has been sent successfully. Let's go to bed first..." After patting the little guy's head, the little guy quickly hugged his doll, purred, turned over and went to sleep obediently.
Luo Yan couldn't sleep, thinking about what kind of person she would find on the day of the Kaikai Games...
The phone vibrated in her hand. She looked down and saw that it was An Yue calling.
She was a little hesitant. After leaving the airport that day, she, a coward, didn't dare to contact An Yue. The most important thing was that the bad guy Rong Junlie actually sent An Yue a photo of her sleeping next to him.
She felt guilty about An Yue.
The phone rang for a moment and then hung up. Maybe he also felt that it was not appropriate for the two of them to meet again! Luo Yan raised the corner of her mouth in a self-deprecating manner and prepared to turn off the phone.
Suddenly, a message popped into her eyes, successfully preventing her from turning off her phone.
"I'm at Ye Mei Bar, can we meet..."
Luo Yan looked at the words on the message and her eyes narrowed slightly. It was so late and she shouldn't see him. However, another text message came in——
"I want to see you, one last time..."
Luo Yan took a deep breath, held her phone and replied with a few words, "Have you been drinking?"
"Yeah!" The other party quickly replied, "Drunk..."
"Okay, I'll go over there, please stop drinking!"
Luo Yan got up from the bed. Fortunately, the little guy Kaikai was already asleep. She put on her clothes quietly and went out directly.
Ye Mei Bar is in the city, a bit far from where she lives, but luckily she can get a taxi within a few steps of her home.
It's just that An Yue probably doesn't come here often. He's not a person who likes to spend time in such situations. Moreover, he has great self-control and rarely gets drunk.
After walking through the dim bar corridor, I finally found An Yue in a small, dimly lit private room.
He was leaning on the sofa, his handsome features were all flushed, and his delicate shirt was loosely worn on his body. His brows were tightened, and he looked a bit painful.
Luo Yan looked at him like this. The table was full of wine bottles, including foreign wine, red wine and beer. It would be strange not to get drunk after drinking together like this.
"An Yue, are you feeling better..." Luo Yan was half-kneeling on the sofa, gently shaking the man in front of her.
An Yue fell asleep in a daze, and vaguely heard a familiar voice calling his name. He tried to open his heavy eyelids, and saw a looming and pretty face that was infinitely magnified in front of his eyes.
"An Yue..."
She was still calling him, it was Luo Yan, she was here, but how could it be her?
An Yue couldn't believe what he saw in front of him. He tried to open his eyes, trying to see clearly whether it was her.
"Yan'er, is it you...is it you?"
He opened his somewhat dry lips and murmured in disbelief.
Luo Yan sighed slightly and replied with concern in a low voice, "It's me, why did you drink so much wine?"
"It's you...it's really you..."
An Yue's slightly blurred black eyes finally gained a glimmer of light. He grabbed Luo Yan's hand and grinned in surprise, "Yan'er, it's really you, you're here..."
"That's not who I am!" Luo Yan replied angrily, but as soon as she touched his hot hands, she felt something was wrong, "An Yue, why are your hands so hot?"
"Maybe it's because of drinking..." An Yue sat up from the sofa with some difficulty, and his heroic face was actually covered with beads of sweat.
He shook his head and his voice became hoarse, "Can you get me a glass of water? I seem to be very thirsty..."
"Oh oh oh, okay, just wait for me..." Luo Yan immediately went out and asked the bartender for a glass of warm water. When she came in, An Yue's face became more and more scary, and his deep eyes were even more...
It was a raging fire, which looked a bit scary.
Luo Yan handed him the warm water and asked with concern, "Are you okay? Do you feel uncomfortable?"
"I feel very hot!" After a glass of warm water went down his throat, An Yue clearly felt the changes in his body. This should not be the effect of alcohol.
"Do you feel better?" Luo Yan leaned forward and asked with concern.
An Yue raised his head and stared at her with scarlet eyes. Luo Yan looked at it and was shocked, "An Yue, are you feeling uncomfortable? Get up and I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup..."
"No, please help me to the car. Why did you come out so late? It's not safe here. I'll take you back first!" An Yue said, standing up on the sofa and grabbing his coat.
Luo Yan listened to his words and couldn't help but underestimated, "Didn't you ask me to come out?"
Unfortunately, An Yue didn't hear it. He quickly left the box door and went to pay for himself.
After the two of them left the bar, An Yue's tall figure was swaying. Luo Yan gritted her teeth and stepped forward to support him.
"I'll take you back. I'm not at ease with you like this..."
Luo Yan stopped a taxi and spent a lot of effort to get An Yue into the car. An Yue was panting in the car, and her heart felt like it was being torn apart by thousands of troops. It was so uncomfortable, especially
, when Luo Yan sat in, the faint feminine fragrance exuding from her body seemed to stimulate him and make him feel even more uncomfortable.
"Yan'er..." He murmured.
Luo Yan hurriedly turned around and saw beads of sweat forming on his forehead. She was also frightened.
She was busy wiping him with her own clothes, but she didn't expect An Yue to grab her hand, "Yan'er..."
He just called her, his voice was rough and hoarse.
Luo Yan looked at him innocently and asked gently, "Are you feeling better?"
"I'm fine..." An Yue tried his best to squeeze out a smile on his handsome face.
Luo Yan then smiled reassuringly and said, "It'll be fine. Don't drink so much in the future!"
"Yes!" He nodded, feeling the tenderness and care conveyed by her, An Yue closed his eyes with satisfaction.
He knew that when he appeared next to her, it was too late. When Rong Junlie sent that photo to provoke him, he felt unprecedented frustration in his heart.
It was the first time I did this to a woman, but there was no response.
He couldn't vent the pain in his heart, so he had to drink, hoping to use alcohol to anesthetize his heart that eagerly wanted to have her.
Luo Yan sent An Yue to his own single apartment. The apartment was small but very tidy.
When she helped him into the bedroom with all her strength, she saw that An Yue could finally lie down on the bed, and Luo Yan was too tired to walk. She sat on the edge of the bed, panting heavily.
I really don’t understand why men love drinking so much. When they drink, they have to be taken care of. It’s really tiring!
Inexplicably, Luo Yan thought about how Rong Junlie was drunk that time. That bad guy, even if he drank, he would still make her unable to get out of bed.
Her face became hot and she couldn't think about it anymore!
When she thinks of Rong Junlie, her thoughts are always confused.
Looking at the time, it was actually three o'clock in the morning. Luo Yan thought it was time to go back, "An Yue..."
When she turned around, she was pulled by a force of gravity. Luo Yan screamed and fell suddenly on the bed, and her whole body was pressed under him by An Yue, who was all hot.
Suddenly, Luo Yan was stunned. She had never seen An Yue like this before. His face was flushed, his eyes were about to burst out with fire, and his handsome face was so ferocious that it was almost scary.
"An... An Yue... you... you must not do this..." Luo Yan reminded him tremblingly, for fear that he would do something wrong, otherwise, both of them would be ruined.
Looking at the cute little face in front of me, she is so nervous, but also so beautiful. Her beautiful eyes are as clear as water, her crimson face is as charming as a delicate rose, and her pouty lips are even more attractive.
, and her graceful neck...
"Yan'er..." An Yue's reason and inner impulse were struggling desperately. He murmured, and his voice became softer and hoarse...