At six o'clock the next morning, Ye Fan's biological clock woke him up in a haze, and he whispered with a dry mouth.
Then, he saw a glass of water on the small table next to the bed.
Ye Fan took it and drank it in one go. After drinking a glass of water, he felt quite awake.
He suddenly realized that he was not in a rental house or the Tang family, but in a strange environment.
The 1.8-meter large bed, the elegant sofa, the sultry aroma, and his nearly naked body all made him feel confused.
"Dong dong dong——"
At this moment, there was a few knocks on the door, and then a tall figure walked in, appearing to be Song Hongyan in pajamas.
It's as if you've just washed your face and haven't had time to put on makeup yet. The pigment on your face is pure and fair, and your facial features are clear and bright.
On the smooth forehead, there is a clip, and all the hair is pushed back. It is less charming and strong, and more refreshing and casual.
That alluring pride, that slender white waist, those slender straight white legs, and the twisting and charming way...
Everything made Ye Fan in the morning unable to help but pull the quilt aside to cover his nearly naked body.
"Ah, Ye Fan, are you awake?"
Hearing the movement, Song Hongyan raised her head slightly, then shouted with a pretty face happily:
"I thought you were going to sleep until noon."
Her coquettish smile and resentful look made Ye Fan understand the meaning of the sentence "A beauty brings trouble to three thousand people, and the king will not go to court early from now on".
Women, as gentle as water, can easily bury any man's ambition.
But Ye Fan quickly regained his composure, rubbed his head and asked, "Where am I?"
“Mangrove West Bank.”
Song Hongyan smiled faintly:
"A single apartment under my name is also the place where I hide my beauty."
"You were drunk last night. You pestered me to take you in, and you wanted to be the son-in-law of the Song family. In the end, you even attacked my overlord."
"My sister is a weak woman. She is not as strong as you, and she also likes you. I can only push her away and bully you."
She sat down on the edge of the bed and teased Ye Fan:
"But you have to remember that you will be responsible for your sister in the future."
"ah--"
Ye Fan's mouth opened wide: "Sister Yan, are you kidding me?"
He had completely forgotten what happened last night and had no memory at all, so he was so flustered that he would be in trouble if Song Hongyan fell asleep.
"Are you kidding me?"
Song Hongyan leaned over and exhaled like orchid:
"Look at my mouth, is it a little bit broken? This is what you bitten."
"I still have photos here."
Song Hongyan took out a few photos of the two kissing passionately, which were taken by the Ferrari recorder. She took a few screenshots to keep them as a souvenir.
"Did you see that you are going hard on my overlord?"
Looking at those photos and his confused look, Ye Fan's scalp went numb. It seemed that he was really drunk and did something he shouldn't have done.
Although he had a crush on Song Hongyan, he was not prepared at all for physical intimacy, so the relationship was a bit unprepared.
The most depressing thing is that he has no impression at all.
Song Hongyan took out another box of things from the drawer, blinked and threw it in front of Mark:
"Have you seen this box of Dulce?"
"There are ten newly opened ones in total. Now there are only nine left. Didn't you use them? Did I use them for fun myself?"
"Also, the clothes on your body and the clothes on mine were all taken off by you and left in the bathroom, but I have already washed them."
"There are dog bite marks on your calf, a knife mark on your shoulder, and seven small black moles on your back, in the shape of the Big Dipper..."
She also glanced at a certain place playfully: "I also know, eighteen centimeters..."
Ye Fan quickly waved his hand to interrupt Song Hongyan: "Sister Yan, stop talking, stop talking..."
Song Hongyan's words can completely prove that the two of them have a physical relationship, otherwise how would they know these secret things?
Ye Fan's whole body was almost cold.
"There is also a custody agreement here."
Song Hongyan bit her lip and smiled:
"From now on, you will be my supporter, and I will give you 100 million a year."
"I don't restrict your work and life. You just need to accompany me to eat and go shopping more than three times a month, and be absolutely loyal to our foster relationship."
She placed an agreement in front of Ye Fan, which not only had Ye Fan's crooked name, but also the red mark of his thumb.
Ye Fan opened his mouth slightly. He never thought that he really signed a custody agreement, but he really couldn't remember any details.
Drinking makes things worse...
Ye Fan swore that he would never drink again, otherwise he would be sold without even knowing it.
"How is it? My agreement is much better than your agreement with your son-in-law, right?"
Song Hongyan changed a chair and sat down, swinging her legs lightly and crossing her legs gracefully.
But Ye Fan knew that she was wearing nothing under her extremely short pajamas.
Ye Fan felt like he was about to faint: "Sister Yan, I'm sorry, I drank too much last night..."
"Adults don't need to say sorry."
Song Hongyan smoothly brushed her scattered hair to the side:
"Just tell me, are you responsible or not? Do you admit your fault?"
She looked at the man in front of her with interest.
"Negative... negative..."
Ye Fan took a long breath and nodded repeatedly. Just as he was about to take up the responsibility, his phone suddenly vibrated.
He quickly diverted his attention and picked it up. Soon, a sweet and crisp voice came to his ears:
"Ye Fan, I have a flight at 5:30 in the afternoon, please come and pick me up at the airport."
The other party warned: "Remember, don't be late."
"Okay, okay, I'll pick you up."
In order to avoid Song Hongyan's questioning, Ye Fan didn't even listen carefully to who the other party was, and just answered the phone.
"Sister Yan, I have something to deal with. I'll see you later..."
Ye Fan said something to Song Hongyan, then rushed into the bathroom wrapped in a blanket to change clothes:
"Don't worry, I will be responsible."
It didn't take long for him to escape from the apartment in a panic.
Ye Fan needs some time to calm down.
Behind him, Song Hongyan's sweet smile came...
As he ran to the door, Ye Fan suddenly remembered something and turned to look at the woman who had brought harm to the country and the people:
"No, I drank too much last night, so I didn't buy that box of stuff."
If it wasn't him who bought it, it was Song Hongyan who took the initiative to buy it, which meant that she was well prepared.
Ye Fan's smile became playful: "Mr. Song, it turns out you are the overlord..."
"roll--"
Song Hongyan blushed instantly, grabbed a slipper and threw it at Ye Fan.
Song Hongyan could afford to make any joke, but the embarrassment caused by having someone expose her thoughts still made her whole face turn red, and she was extremely embarrassed and resentful.
Ye Fan hurriedly closed the door, then ran into the elevator.
When he came downstairs, Ye Fan calmed down and took out his cell phone to take a look. Suddenly, his body stiffened.
