Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to marry

All doubts are like messy strands of hair, entangled together, turning into a bigger and bigger mystery. If you want to unravel the cocoon, you have to start from the root of the most surface.

In Cheng Qiyan's heart, Tan Yuran has always been a mystery. Even though he is now his closest pillow, he still doesn't know this man. If he wants to investigate, he must start with him.Cheng Qiyan knows that this approach is very dangerous, but since he mustered up the courage to reveal the answer, this question cannot be avoided. He knows it more or less. Behind Tan Yuran's avoidance is a secret that will explode sooner or later. Just from his past injection of ice burial This point can faintly touch a clue, and this point of him intervening in his own life is not right in the first place, and his words are not right.

As cautious as Cheng Qiyan, he never ignored these things.

"Help me find out the past of these two people and the relationship between them." Cheng Qiyan handed the photos of Tan Yuran and Ji Lan to Gu Yi.

Gu Yi took it over, glanced at it inadvertently, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"There is also this person, his name is Li Li, please help me find his whereabouts... please!"

"uh-huh!"

Cheng Qiyan raised his hand and glanced at the diamond watch on his wrist, "It's getting late, I'll go first." He stood up from the sofa, stretched out his hand to shake Gu Yi politely.

"No, welcome to my humble house next time." Gu Yi seemed to have a voice behind his words, making people fall deeper into his magnetic field when thinking hard about it.

Cheng Qiyan walked out of this small three-story building, and then took a deep breath of the cool air outside. Just now in the room, he felt flustered and stuffy as if it was hard to breathe, and he has been holding back until now.

It was raining again in spring outside, Cheng Qiyan picked up the umbrella by the wall, opened it and walked towards the ground full of puddles, the car was parked in a secluded place outside the alley.

Cheng Qiyan got into the car, raised his head and closed his eyes. He didn't know if he was doing the right thing. He always followed his feeling. This was the only erratic thing under his rigorous coat. Then, there is nothing left, no matter when and where, he will never forget who he is!

The rain gurgled down the windshield, and the windshield wipers swayed lonely. Cheng Qiyan rolled down the window, lit a cigarette, and began to enjoy the beauty of puffing and puffing smoke. Take it to heart, this man always looks worldly and at the same time has a free and easy temperament.

The cigarette burned to the end and completed its short life. Cheng Qiyan started the car and drove in the rain.

Opening the place called home, the light inside was still on, Cheng Qiyan habitually took a look at his daughter's room, covered her with the quilt that was kicked under the bed, pressed a soft kiss on his forehead, and then Quietly leave.

There was no one of Tan Yuran in the bedroom or study room. Cheng Qiyan opened the bathroom door and saw a man lying in the bathtub at a glance, like a sleeping beauty soaked in water, with shoulder-length black hair dripping water, which was too much for a man. The flirtatious face makes people feel confused and fascinated, the too pale skin makes him seem unreal, and the plump lips are charming~ people.

Cheng Qiyan walked over lightly, sat on the edge of the bathtub, picked up the bath water in the bathtub with one hand, and dripped it on Tan Yuran's slightly parted red lips.

The bath water was poured into his mouth, and Tan Yuran spat it out with a puff. He opened his eyes and looked at the prankster, still reminiscing about the smell of bath water.

"Clear stewed chicken soup, a good nourishing product, tastes good, right?"

Cheng Qiyan endured the abdominal pain with a smile, and wanted to run away after speaking, but was caught by Tan Yuran's strong hands, and he was pressed in the bathtub from head to toe and drowned like a drowned rat.

"It's delicious, try it too."

"No, hehe..."

The flames of war were provoked and burned on the spot. Tan Yuran stripped off Cheng Qiyan's clothes and rushed into his body with the help of warm water. It's like a wave of intense desire.He didn't stop until he struggled to splash all the water in the bathtub.

Tan Yuran stood up and wiped the water off his body, while Cheng Qiyan limp in the bathtub.

"Who did you go out to see last night?" Tan Yuran asked in an extremely ambiguous tone, with a hint of meaning.

"A friend." Cheng Qiyan answered casually.

"What friend, even I have to hide it?"

"I have a lot of things to hide from you, hehe, take your claws away."

"Say it or not? If you don't, I'll extract a confession!"

"Don't say it—ahhh, bastard!!"

Cheng Qiyan had always expected him to ask, which made him feel at ease. If he didn't ask, it would really make people feel at a loss... Cheng Qiyan felt entangled with his contradictory mentality.

People are probably like this, once you have it, you will worry about gains and losses.