"..." Su Yiwan almost ran away with Hua Luohuang, rushed back to the room from outside Yan's door in one breath. When she pushed open the door, a bouquet of flowers came towards her.

Su Yiwan was flooded by flowers. She stared at him and met the man's affectionate black eyes. Yan Lancang stood there in a condescending manner and said hoarsely: "Su Yiwan, I like you."

He was "confessed" by the flower shop early in the morning, "confessed" by the bodyguard, and returned to the room and was blocked by Yan Lancang.

She was a little amused, but she felt sweet in her heart.

"What are you making trouble?" Su Yiwan immediately closed the door.

He took the flowers handed over by Yan Lancang and found that the flowers Fu Zhixing gave last night had been "treated". Yan Lancang took the vase and said to her: "I think this flower is fresh and it looks better when it is inserted."

Su Yiwan watched him hand it over with scissors, held her hand and said, "I'll help you."

The man walked around her back and his arm passed her holding Su Yiwan's little hand. The two of them were very close to each other, and she couldn't breathe.

"How do you feel like this?" Yan Lancang whispered.

His thin lips were pressed against her ears, and Su Yiwan's body was stiffened in his arms. Listening to the man's powerful heartbeat, Su Yiwan suddenly turned her head and pressed her on his chest, saying, "Yan Lancang, it's over! You are sick."

"Hmm?" The man frowned and looked down at her with some confusion.

Su Yiwan looked at his chest with a serious face, opened his shirt with his hands, and said, "Your heartbeats too fast, are you having a heart attack?"

"…..." Yan Lancang was silent.

His tall body suddenly leaned back, leaning lazily, and her shirt that had been broken apart was dispersed indiscriminately, revealing the man's seductive collarbone and the Adam's apple moved.

"My heart beats so fast for you and almost gets heart disease. Doesn't Miss Su understand?" Yan Lancang said in a low voice, and he raised his slender fingertips to lift the buttons.

He exuded a seductive aura all over his body, looked at her, held her little hand and pressed it on his chest, and whispered: "If you don't believe me, you can touch it."

Su Yiwan just wanted to tease him, but she didn't expect that the man was so rogue.

Her cheeks were flushed by him, and she quickly pulled her hands back, her fingertips were hot, and she was a little at a loss and said, "I'd better arrange flowers."

Su Yiwan said, picking up scissors and trimming the roses.

When he raised his eyes quietly, he found that the man looked at him lazyly. He trembled his little hand and cut the flower off. The rose fell to the ground. Su Yiwan wanted to pick it up for a moment. One hand was faster than her. He clamped the flower before it fell to the ground and did not go to her ear.

The fragrance of roses radiated the fragrance of her hair, and Su Yiwan put the scissors on the table with a "pop".

"What's wrong with you these two days! Fu Zhixing is my brother after all, why are you jealous? He started flirting with me at night, but he refused to get up in the morning. Now he still has someone to confess his love to you, why are you jealous?" Su Yiwan said.

Yan Lancang looked at her angry face. The man was about to say something when he saw her cell phone vibrating. He lowered his eyes and saw that it was Fu Zhixing's call.

"Hey." Before he could react, Su Yiwan quickly took the phone and continued the phone.

Yan Lancang stood up, tied the buttons, looked at Su Yiwan and continued the phone call, looking at him from time to time. The man wrapped his arms around his chest, took the book and flipped it out, looking absent-minded.

"Okay, I understand." Su Yiwan whispered.
Chapter completed!