pulled out the hard object under his body, and it turned out to be the photo that was already a little yellowed, that is, the culprit who caused Ye Tingcheng to run away from home.

Looking at the smiling face in the photo, Xiao Fan's eyes flashed with sadness, and his palm gently stroked it, and the woman's voice and smile seemed to be right in front of him.

Newcomer? Old people?

"Hehe," Xiao Fan laughed to himself.

I finally put the photo in my bag in a drawer.

has been running around the world for several years, and Xiao Fan's bag carries only one item.

After doing this, Xiao Fan exhaled softly as if he had done something important.

A cigarette was lit, the light was extinguished, and a little fire, in the room, flickered and dimmed.

The door, at this moment, was opened, "So late, haven't slept yet?" Xiao Fan asked lightly.

There was a hint of hoarseness in his tone.

"I can't sleep," the woman said faintly, but she sat on the edge of Xiao Fan's bed as she walked.

In the dark, groping, but he gently held Xiao Fan's hand, Xiao Fan did not move, let the woman pull it, but the flickering firelight, the flickering frequency, but it was speeding up more and more.

Until the cigarette burned out, Xiao Fan raised his head and extinguished the cigarette, and under the flickering firelight, the woman's face flashed in front of Xiao Fan, a little shy, a little resentful.

A few winds blew outside, and in the room, the wheezing of the two was intertwined.

The woman leaned her head lightly on Xiao Fan's chest.

Holding Xiao Fan's hand, it was very tight.

"Xiao Fan, do you love me?" Wen Yiqian's voice carried a touch of sadness.

When Xiao Fan heard this, he was silent, he really didn't know how to answer Wen Yiqian.

"Love?" The answer is yes, but at this moment, Xiao Fan couldn't speak, and said, what will happen next, thinking of Ye Tingcheng's face, Xiao Fan bit the tip of his tongue to make himself clearer.

"But I love you, I really love you," Wen Yiqian didn't hear Xiao Fan's answer, and said to herself, with a bit of self-pity in her tone.

Xiao Fan moved slightly, "Don't turn on the lights," Wen Yiqian grabbed Xiao Fan.

"Let me stay with you quietly for a while, just for a while, I want to hear your heartbeat," Wen Yiqian said softly.

Leaning his head on Xiao Fan's chest, Xiao Fan could feel that his chest had been wet, which should be Wen Yiqian's tears.

"This woman is really made of water." Xiao Fan sighed softly, and reached out like a ghost to caress Wen Yiqian's long hair.

The palm of her hand slid down Wen Yiqian's long hair, wanting to pat the woman's back, but Wen Yiqian's low sobbing sound was already clearly audible.

When Xiao Fan's hand slid to Wen Yiqian's back, his fingers twisted slightly, Xiao Fan's gasping was much heavier, and Wen Yiqian was unexpectedly undressed.

"Your heart is beating so fast," Wen Yiqian murmured.

Xiao Fan rolled his eyes speechlessly, "On a big night, a beautiful woman with all kinds of charms appears in the room without clothes, if her heart is not beating fast, is she still a man?" Xiao Fan sneered.

At this moment, there was something called Yiyi in the room, which spread, Xiao Fan's wheezing and Wen Yiqian's whispering were intertwined.

The woman finally made a move, and her delicate body slowly slid up, clinging to Xiao Fan's body.

whispered in Xiao Fan's ear.

Xiao Fan gritted her teeth, she knew that if she continued like this, something had to happen, but Ye Qingcheng's face appeared in front of Xiao Fan's eyes like a nightmare at this time.

"No," Xiao Fan shook his head.

Gently held Wen Yiqian's small hand sliding on him, "Yiqian, give me a little time, okay?" In the dark, Xiao Fan said with a touch of uneasiness in his tone.

"How long do you have to keep Yiqian waiting? How long are you going to torture Yi Qian? Wen Yiqian asked faintly.

In the dark, each other's eyes finally met, looking at Wen Yiqian's eyes flashing with tears, Xiao Fan's heart softened slightly.

Stretched out his hand and hugged Wen Yiqian's delicate body, "Yiqian, in fact, I love you." ”

"Actually, I love you," Xiao Fan said.

In the darkness, tears rippled in the woman's eyes.

"Since that's the case, why didn't you say it earlier, why did you torture Yiqian?" Wen Yiqian sobbed.

"You know what? You make Yiqian so miserable. Wen Yiqian was in tears, and her suppressed emotions were completely released at this moment, but under Xiao Fan's words.

"Would you like to go back to your room and go to bed early? We can't do that. Xiao Fan said softly.

"Why not?" Wen Yiqian asked, with a touch of grievance in her tone, but also a little resentment.

Feeling that Wen Yiqian's mood seemed to have recovered a lot, Xiao Fan breathed a sigh of relief slightly, "Because," Xiao Fan didn't say why.

"I know, it's because of Ye Tingcheng, right? You feel guilty about her, right? Wen Yiqian asked.

"Well," Xiao Fan nodded heavily in the dark.

When Wen Yiqian was about to speak again, Xiao Fan stretched out his hand and quickly covered Wen Yiqian's mouth.

In the dark, the door was opened, "Xiao Fan, why don't you turn on the light?" Ye Qingcheng's crisp voice came.

Xiao Fan deliberately turned over and covered Wen Yiqian with the quilt on his body.

In his heart, he wanted to cry without tears, "It's so late, what kind of excitement are you coming to join," Xiao Fan cried out in his heart, if he was seen by Ye Tingcheng, he was afraid that he would not be able to wash it if he really jumped into the Yellow River.

Xiao Fan calmed his breath, "Are you sleeping, why are you turning on the lights?" Xiao Fan asked softly.

"Why don't you sleep so late?" Xiao Fan asked softly.

"I'm scared and can't sleep," Ye Tingcheng said timidly, but the figure had already appeared beside the bed, "Shall I sleep with you?" Ye Tingcheng said coquettishly.

"It's not good," Xiao Fan shook his head, if Ye Qingcheng stayed, it would be strange if he didn't show his stuffing.

Xiao Fan pondered, no matter what method he used, he had to fool Ye Tingcheng away.

"Why?" Ye Tingcheng said sullenly, in the dark, he couldn't see Ye Tingcheng's face clearly, but Xiao Fan could probably imagine that Ye Tingcheng pouted.

"Hmm," Xiao Fan snorted softly, Wen Yiqian was actually teasing him at this time.

Xiao Fan stretched out his hand and grabbed Wen Yiqian's little hand, "This woman is really afraid that the world will not be chaotic." ”

"I'm afraid I'll do you a curse." In a word, Xiao Fan blurted out, he is indeed very popular now.

"I'm not afraid, am I your wife," Ye Tingcheng said in a low voice, a pretty face, indeed hot, Ye Tingcheng knew that he must be blushing, and very red, but he was angry in his heart, "How can this guy speak so directly?" ”