Love from a Famous Family: Yan Shaotian spoils his little wife

Hearing this, Yan Yichen looked at her carefully again, and then said, "It's up to you."

After finishing speaking, he went to the study.

After the man had left for a long time, Xia Yan still couldn't figure out what his phrase "Follow you" meant.

Did he stop fussing with her, or was he too lazy to fuss with her?
at night.

Xia Yan lay on the bed, looking at the empty space beside her, her mind full of thoughts.

Although the relationship between her and Yan Yichen is still awkward these days, it has finally eased up compared to before.

However, the man seemed to be angry with her again.

Could it be that he really did too much?
However, she also knows how to cherish her own body!

Xia Yan snorted, then pulled the quilt to cover her head.

At the same time, the phone received a text message.

Xia Yan opened it to look, and saw that it was from her mother, and there was only a short sentence: [Yanyan, you will be back the day after tomorrow, right? 】

She stared at these words for a long time, feeling aggrieved and irritable because of that man, as if she was suddenly suppressed by a gentle force.

really...

After thinking for a while, she finally got up and walked towards the tea room.

"Young Mistress, do you want some tea? I'll help you." The servant hurried to her side.

Xia Yan shook her head, and continued making tea on her own.

After making the tea, she took the teacup and came directly to the door of the study.

Taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Xia Yan pushed open the door and walked in.

Seeing that it was her who came, Yan Yichen was obviously a little surprised. Seeing her wearing thin home clothes, she wanted to blame her, but when she thought that the girl never took his instructions seriously, she immediately didn't want to say a word up.

Looking at the man's hesitant expression, Xia Yan knew that she had done the right thing this time.

Yan Yichen was indeed sulking.

However, in view of his helping to take care of his mother's affairs, he still needs some proper courtesy.

Yan Yichen watched the girl put the teacup on the table expressionlessly, without any reaction, quietly waiting for the girl's next move.

Xia Yan pouted at him, "Have a cup of tea to adjust your thoughts, it's getting late, so go to bed early after finishing your work."

After speaking, she turned to leave.

Just two steps away, his arm was suddenly grabbed by a man.

Xia Yan paused helplessly, then turned around and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Well--"

After the words fell, the man fell down with a heavy kiss.

The tobacco-smelling kiss rolled over her lips, sucking them continuously, as if she wanted to drag her whole body into this affectionate and tender country.

The two hadn't been so close for a long time, and Xia Yan didn't know whether she should resist or cater to her at this moment, so she could only stand there blankly.

After a while, Yan Yichen frowned, seeing that the girl was as unresponsive as a piece of wood, and finally stopped his movements.

Seeing his sullen expression, Xia Yan frowned puzzledly.

What's the matter?Didn't you refuse it yourself?Don't you even feel happy about this?
It's really difficult to serve!
Xia Yan scolded him fiercely in her heart, then stubbornly raised her head to meet the man's deep gaze.

During this period of time, there had been a lot of conflicts with her. Even if the two of them stood there calmly, every time they saw each other, they still felt obviously embarrassed.

But now, when she looked up at him like this, Yan Yichen suddenly felt that the free, easy and stubborn woman she used to be was back again.

Yan Yichen panicked suddenly, thousands of thoughts seemed to flash across his eyes, but in the end they all turned into a wave of tenderness.

He raised his hand and rubbed Xia Yan's head.

Looking at his actions, Xia Yan was puzzled.

So, is he not angry anymore?

Before she could figure it out, Yan Yichen hugged her tightly.

Xia Yan subconsciously struggled left and right, but suddenly her body was hugged even tighter by him.

"Yan Yichen, I can hardly breathe." Xia Yan pushed him a few times.

Only then did Yan Yichen relax a little, giving her a comfortable distance.

Then, he hugged her quietly without saying a word.

baffling……

Although Xia Yan had long been used to this man's silent intimacy, she could clearly see that something was wrong with this man's expression just now.

Neither angry nor not angry.

So, what exactly is this?
I don't know how long it took, but when Xia Yan noticed that her legs were getting numb, Yan Yichen finally murmured: "Could it be that we really can't settle our suspicions?"

When he spoke, his tone was rare and soft, as if he was talking to a very important person.

Xia Yan's heart trembled violently.

Bury the hatchet?

It's not like she didn't think of this question.

But, is it really possible?

Whenever Xia Yan thinks of her relationship with this man, she feels a headache. At this time, she subconsciously wants to escape, so she doesn't say a word.

Yan Yichen was disappointed when he didn't get the girl's answer.

He slowly let go of the girl, and without looking at her, he returned to the desk.

The man sat down at the desk, picked up the cup of tea that the girl made for him, drank a few sips, and continued to work.

Xia Yan looked at the man who continued to work expressionlessly, and a burst of complicated emotions surged in her heart.

Why did she clearly hear a hurt smell from Yan Yichen's question just now, but now, he suddenly seems like a normal person.

So in the end, which one is the real him?
Back in the room, Xia Yan couldn't sleep even more.

An hour later, she took out her phone again and sent Song Yiyi a text message: 【Come back, he's gone. 】

Song Yiyi is a girl after all, if she encounters any danger outside at night, then what to do.

on the street.

It was late at night, and there was no one on the road, Song Yiyi sat alone on the rest chair by the roadside, staring blankly at the street in front of her, her face was blank.

Tonight is her birthday.

Shen Wei also prepared so much for her.

If it were any other girl, she would probably be moved to cry, right?

Only she cruelly ruined all of this.

The words she said to Shen Wei not long ago resurfaced in Song Yiyi's mind again, and she couldn't help laughing at herself.

Oh, she is really ridiculous.

Originally, she was not worthy of that man, but seeing everything the man had prepared for her, she actually... was moved again...

Thinking about it, Song Yiyi suddenly noticed a tear streaming down her face.