Chapter 851 Is it fake Yuwen Fan

The room is spacious and surrounded by orange lights, creating a warm atmosphere.

Yuwen Fan leaned over and put the person in his arms on the bed. When he was about to stand up, his cuffs were suddenly grabbed by one hand, his fingers were slender, and his nails were cute pink.

The weak power is not worth mentioning. He can shake her hand away as long as he uses a little force, but Yuwen Fan did not do that, and her drunken face is reflected in her deep eyes.

"I have no ulterior motives, why do you keep misunderstanding me..."

Yaya closed her eyes and muttered with pain, "I've tried very hard not to like you anymore. Why do you still say that to me, Yuwen Fan, you bully people."

Yuwen Fan looked at her with a smile on his eyes. He bent down and sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to push away her hair that was pressing against her face.

Under the light, her face was filled with drunken blush, her eyebrows were slightly frowning, and her eyes were covered with star-stick water vapor, which made people feel a little pitiful, making people feel a little pity for her.

Yuwen Fan pinched her face and a chuckle came from her lips.

Try not to like him?

Oh, dreaming.

...

In the middle of the night, a heavy rain fell down without warning.

"Boom boom boom boom--"

Thunder God was shocked, and a flash of lightning broke through the night sky, and white light shook through the curtains and swung past the room.

"No, don't..."

Yaya suddenly woke up, she sat up suddenly, her eyes filled with fear.

She quickly reached out and turned on the lamp at the head of the bed, her forehead covered with thin sweat, and she was breathing a little.

"What's wrong?"

The low voice of smoke caught her mind, like a beam of light in the abyss, pulling her out of the darkness.

Yaya immediately raised her head and looked at the man's approaching figure, looking surprised.

Her tone seemed a little surprised, "You, why are you in my room?"

Yu Wenfan walked to the edge of the bed and looked at her from a high place, with his lips curled slightly, "Look carefully, whose room is this?"

Upon hearing this, Yaya's expression became dull and her eyes looked around.

Although the suites in the hotel are roughly the same, her suitcase has been placed next to her wardrobe, and now there is nothing in the wardrobe.

This is not her room.

Yaya reacted slowly and looked at Yuwen Fan in disbelief, "Is this your room?"

Yuwen Fan nodded kindly.

After confirmation, Yaya stumbled as if she was frightened, "You, what did you bring me to your room for?"

As she said that, she suddenly thought of something and looked down at her clothes.

The man's hoarse voice came from above her head, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in drunks."

Yaya froze, a hint of unnatural flashing across her face. She raised her head and cleared her throat, "Thank you for sending me back."

She lifted the quilt and hurriedly wanted to leave. Before she could find her shoes, Yuwen Fan pressed her back to the bed, "Where do you want to go in the middle of the night?"

His shoulder was pressed by his warm palm, and Yaya couldn't move. She turned her head and avoided his gaze. Her voice was very soft, "I'll go back to my own room."

"Just sleep here." Yuwen Fan pulled the quilt to cover her, reached out to touch the sweat on her forehead, frowned slightly, "I was awakened by the thunder?"

Shocked by his actions, Yaya was stunned. When she heard his words, she subconsciously shook her head.

"Have you had a nightmare?" he asked again.

Yaya didn't say anything. When she remembered the situation in the nightmare, she couldn't help but hold the quilt tightly.

Yu Wenfan saw the subtle movements. He rubbed her head, his tone barely considered gentle, "Go to sleep, I'm outside."

Yaya blinked and looked at Yuwen Fan with a strange look.

Is he a fake Yuwen Fan?
Chapter completed!