Yuwen Fan was stunned. He could clearly feel her breathing at a distance of closeness.

like?

A look of confusion appeared in his eyes. How could he like it?

As time passed, in his silence, the light in Yaya's eyes gradually disappeared.

Not even a little bit?

She let go of his hand, pushed him away, and whispered, "You're drunk, go back..."

Before she could finish her words, Yuwen Fan hugged her again, leaning her thin lips closer to her ear, "Can you please not see Lin Fang again?"

The low magnetic voice was hoarse, grinding her bit by bit, Yaya laughed at herself.

Since he doesn't like her, why should he limit her?

"He is my friend." She replied lightly, raising her uninjured hand to push him away.

"You go."

Yuwen Fan grabbed her hand and while getting drunk, he kept messing around, "You have only known each other for a few days, and you are so reluctant to leave him. For him, you drove me away?"

Yaya felt his wrist hurt, and her brows frowned slightly, and she struggled hard, "Yuwenfan, let go."

Yuwen Fan seemed to have not heard her and bent down to pick her up. Yaya was startled and hugged his neck reflexively, fearing that she would fall.

"Yuwen Fan, what do you want to do? Let me down." Her legs fluttered, her face full of anxiety.

Yuwen Fan didn't say anything, hugged her and walked to the edge of the bed, and threw her on the bed with cleverness.

Immediately afterwards, he leaned over and pressed her waist with one hand to prevent her from moving.

He stared at her and asked viciously, "Do you really fall in love with that guy named Lin Fang?"

Yaya didn't understand why he always wanted to pull her and Lin Fang together. She turned her head and pushed his chest, "Who do I like is my freedom."

"Breaking the truth."

Yuwen Fan snorted coldly, pinched her chin, and said domineeringly, "You can only like me. You are not allowed to like anyone else except me."

Yaya stopped and struggled, stubbornly approaching his gaze, "Why, Yuwen Fan, I don't want to like you anymore, I regret it..."

Yuwen Fan lowered his head and kissed her lips, not wanting to hear what he didn't like from her mouth, and his hand that was crossed between her waist gradually became restless.

"Stop, Yuwen Fan, you..." She resisted in disbelief.

"Can't stop." Yu Wenfan kissed her lips and kissed the tip of her ear badly, "Yaya, be good, obedient, don't reject me..."

Yaya smiled bitterly. Isn’t he rejecting her from beginning to end?

“Yaya…”

The man's magnetic smoky voice repeatedly murmured her name in her ear, carrying an irresistible magic that made her go from struggle to fall.

Even if there is hell ahead, as long as the other party is Yuwen Fan, she will jump down without hesitation.

A moment of pain swept through her senses, and mist was overflowing from Yaya's eyes.

"Yuwen Fan." She held his hand back, her voice soft and crying.

"I'm here." Yu Wenfan kissed her gently, even his voice was gentle like never before.

The curtains isolated the sunlight outside. When Yaya woke up, the room was still dark.

Turning his head, the man's beautiful face came into her eyes. When he was asleep, there was less evil and sharpness between his eyebrows and eyes, and more rare tenderness.

Yaya's heartbeats a beat, and she carefully reached out to touch his face.

It’s hard to believe that she and Yuwen Fan actually…

Yaya's little face turned red, and she didn't know what she thought of, and a lonely expression appeared on her face.

She withdrew her hand, reached out to pick up the nightgown that was falling aside and put it on her body, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, rubbing her sore waist, and her steps were dragging towards the bathroom.
Chapter completed!