Probably because Qiao An suddenly pushed it away, although it was hit on the sofa and there was no damage to the body, the sequelae of drunkenness were strongly revealed.

Lu Yan vomited so much in the toilet that Qiao An had no choice but to resign himself to simply washing and cleaning him, and took off all the dirty clothes with the smell of alcohol, except for the innermost small underwear, which were all changed.

Of course, when changing her clothes and pants, Qiao An's eyes couldn't help but glance at it: she was gentle and handsome on the outside, but her figure was not weak, under the tight pectoral muscles, there were eight abdominal muscles like small bricks, and the lines were smooth......

Qiao An hurriedly ordered herself to keep her eyes, and then it took a lot of effort to drag Lu Yan to the bed in the master bedroom, put on clean pajamas, and cover the air conditioning quilt. And she herself was tired and sweating.

Pulled a few tissues, sucked up the sweat on his neck and body, Qiao An gasped a few times, at this time, Lu Yan had already fallen asleep with a frown, but he was still muttering something in his mouth, as if her name was mentioned, but remembering the sudden kiss just now, and the honey water with the smell of wine slowly passed into her mouth, Qiao An felt that her cheeks were hot, and she didn't know if it was hot or drunk.

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Taking care of people is a very tiring thing, especially taking care of a drunk, especially a gentleman drunk who has a crush on her for thirteen years and does not dare to expose his careful thoughts.

Opened the exhaust for the smelly toilet, kept the dirty clothes, and asked the aunt to come and clean up tomorrow, Joan was going to go back to the 35th floor to take a comfortable bath for herself, but just when she was about to leave, she suddenly changed her mind: Since you came, why don't you - visit?

The same pattern, similar soft decoration, and the same color tone as Gu Huai's 36th floor, but Lu Yan's treatment of many small details makes people feel warm: the flesh on the windowsill, the photo frames on the walls, and the figures on the bookshelves......

One bedroom was converted into a gym and one bedroom into a piano room.

In the piano room, Joan saw a somewhat familiar piano case, stepped forward uncontrollably, took it out, opened it, and her eyes moved slightly—sure enough, it was her violin, the violin that Old Joe gave her.

She remembers very well that when she went abroad, she took away all the things related to her mother and left the rest in the country: what Mrs. Qiao gave her, what Old Joe gave her, and what Qiao Ze gave her...... This violin, because of its high value, remained in the symphony orchestra of Fenghua Middle School as a gift to the next principal violinist.

How could it be, in Lu Yan's hands?

The fingers touching the strings trembled a little, although Old Joe had done unforgivable wrongdoing, but in fact he was also a victim, and he had been making up for it in various ways, but Joan had been resisting.

In all fairness, Old Joe is a good father, but she is not a good daughter.

Joan let out a long sigh and was about to close the case and put it back in its place, catching a glimpse of the corner of the pouch peeking out...... The movement of her hand froze, and her slender fingers carefully pulled out the photo, and when she saw the person in the photo, her eyes suddenly widened.

When was he photographed?

Qiao An cherished the corner of the photo, looked at the young self who was wearing a blue and white porcelain Hanfu and smiled back, unconsciously flipped the photo, and then saw a sentence written on the back, which should have been added recently:

Joan, thank you for being there for me.

Joan felt that her heart was so struck that it was a critical blow......

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On the night of early September, with the refreshing and pleasant temperature in the bedroom, Lu Yan had a sweet dream, dreaming that he was back in Fenghua Middle School, wearing a white shirt and jeans, holding the admission letter of the Central Conservatory of Music, and went to Qiao An excitedly, and then confessed to Qiao An.

They walked hand in hand in the warm sunshine, and when they saw the teaching director with a red armband walking briskly not far away, they quickly found a remote corner and hid.

The place where they hid was the control room under the rostrum of the playground, and the space was not small, but the two of them hid vigilantly behind the door, observing the teaching director who had a deep hatred for early love from the small slit, and when they confirmed that the other party had left, they found that the two were very close, and their warm breaths were intertwined, making people slightly hot, and their cheeks were flushed.

His hand pressed on Qiao An's lower back, slightly trembling and caressing along her spine little by little, and finally stopped at her white and slender neck, with a little force, the two green faces slowly approached, the tips of their noses touched, and they breathed chaotically.

Joan's eyes were closed, and her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings—the acquiescence of a young maiden.

Just as his lips were about to touch, there was a "ding dong" sound, and his mobile phone suddenly rang.

Joan opened his eyes suddenly, reminding him to look at his phone.

He felt that the phone was ringing at an inopportune time, and he didn't want to pay attention to it, and wanted to continue kissing her, however......

"Ding Dong!"

"Ding Dong!!"

"Ding-dong !!"

The prompt sound is like a life amulet, constantly ringing, disturbing him to reach out and want to turn off the phone and throw it away!

But just as he reached out to take out his mobile phone, Qiao An's appearance blurred like a water mirror, Lu Yan opened his eyes in a daze, and was dazed for a long time before he realized that such an unrealistic beauty was indeed a dream.

gave himself more than ten seconds of waking time, stretched out his hand, took the mobile phone from the bedside table into his hand, focused his eyes, and saw the message on the screen clearly, he was a little confused......

[Gu Langjun of Qin Huaihe: Stinky boy, it's okay! I can think of the idea of getting drunk and taking advantage of Qiao An! It's so deep that I really pass on [bad laugh] [bad laugh] Brother I'm very pleased!]

[Gu Langjun of Qinhuaihe: How is it? Is the model matched [insidious] [insidious]]

[Gu Langjun of Qinhuai River: ?]

[Gu Langjun of Qinhuaihe: Hey, don't you get up yet?]

[Gu Langjun of Qinhuai River: The hibiscus tent is warm for the Spring Festival, and the king will not be early from now on!]

Coming back from his bewilderment, he sat up with an amazing momentum, and then looked at the comfortable and soft pajamas on his body blankly, and hurriedly sent a WeChat message to Han Tao to confirm what happened after he was drunk yesterday and whether the person who took care of him was Qiao An.

Han Tao quickly called back and came back: "Brother Lu, have you woken up?" You don't know, you really ...... yesterday It's so bold!"

After making a late barrage on the phone, Han Tao vividly described what happened after yesterday's finale banquet and when he left the 37th floor, and every detail was described in great detail.

At the end, Han Tao summed up excitedly: "Brother Lu, I think you have a play!"

Be...... Is it?

Lu Yan asked himself rhetorically, looking at the neat pajamas on his body, the corners of his mouth rose, and a gorgeous flower exploded in his heart.