Yan Qiaoan saw an ambiguous photo of him and his ex-girlfriend in Pan Mu's idle mobile phone.

The scale was so large that it made her blush and her heart beat.

She and Pan Mu have been in love for three years.

Under his rendering, they always maintain a platonic and extremely pure spiritual love.

When she threw the phone in front of Pan Mu, Pan Mu's face turned obviously blue.

"Joan, this, how did you find this phone?"

Yan Qiaoan endured the collapse of his heart and spoke out.

"Shouldn't you explain to me the photo problem first? The last photo was taken a month ago. ”

Pan Mu, who has always been gentle, instantly disintegrated and shattered the weight on his face.

He said in a panic, "Tan Yunyun, she has sex addiction, do you know?" I'm forced, what I've liked has always been you, Joan, you think about it, if I really liked it to happen, I would have ...... with you a long time ago."

Smack-

Yan Qiaoan slapped him in the face.

"Pan Mu, we're finished!"

After she finished speaking, she was about to turn around with her bag, and Pan Mu grabbed her thin wrist.

He tied her tightly in front of him, and lowered his eyes to kiss her.

Yan Qiao'an's body was stiff, and his eyes were cold.

Pan Mu's lips suddenly froze when they were only a few millimeters away from her.

He let go of Yan Qiaoan, "Qiaoan, we are suitable to be together, but I really ...... There is no blasphemy towards you. ”

Yan Qiaoan laughed, blasphemy is a good word......

She did not hesitate to leave the house she rented with Pan Mu.

The moment the door closed, Yan Qiao'an's tears also welled up.

She is a normal person and has all the desires she should have.

And Pan Mu is different.

He 'cleans himself' and talks a lot sweetly, but he doesn't actually act.

Between the two of them, at most, they can only sleep in each other's arms.

She respects and accepts all his ideas.

Unexpectedly, these are all outright deceptions.

It's not that he can't, he just can't do it to himself.

Amusing.

There were only a few people on the street late at night, and Yan Qiaoan looked at herself reflected in the glass of the closed shop.

With a nude shirt and white wide-leg pants, a casual outfit is her usual style.

Pan Mu often said that he liked the cold feeling on his body.

But he didn't know that she Yan Qiao'an was gentle and never cold.

Oh, lukewarm.

What he said was probably that he looked like he was prone to making people cold?

Yan Qiaoan laughed at herself with tears in the corners of her eyes.

She walked into the 24-hour convenience store and took a small bottle of Jiang Xiaobai from the shelf.

I've read it on the Internet before, and they all say that this thing is delicious with Sprite.

She had a lot of wine, and when she took a sip, it was spicy enough.

Borrow wine to eliminate sorrow, and sorrow is even more sorrowful.

She dialed Lin Huan's phone and was full of words that she wanted to confide.

The phone rang for a long time, and the other party picked it up, "Joan, what's wrong?" ”

As soon as she heard the voice of a familiar person, Yan Qiaoan suddenly couldn't hold back, and her words were choked.

"Pan Mu cheated."

There was a stumble on the other side of the phone, "Where are you now?" ”

"I'm ...... on the street"

"Today, our company is building a team, I am in room 207 of the CY Hotel, you come to me."

"Okay."

Yan Qiaoan took a taxi and went straight over.

She was overwhelmed by alcohol, and walked into the hotel with a little vanity, and the front desk staff was busy supporting her, "Miss, who are you?" ”

“2…… 201。 ”

Yan Qiaoan said by impression.

"Oh, is the cladding set of the NV Group group building?"

"Yes." Yan Qiaoan nodded hurriedly.

"I'll take you up." The waiter said, helping her to the elevator.

At the door of room 201, the waiter knocked on the door, "Hello, waiter." ”

The waiter repeated the words, knocked on the door several times, and no one opened.

Yan Qiaoan waved his hand, "Don't delay your work time, I'll just come by myself, you can go and get busy first." ”

The walkie-talkie on the waiter's body was still ringing, and she nodded and walked away quickly.

Yan Qiaoan raised her hand in confusion, "Hello, waiter." ”

After she said this, she was stunned and shook her head.

"Huanhuan ......"

Before she could finish speaking, the door suddenly opened.

Yan Qiao'an's body was weightless, and he immediately planted himself into the room.

The people around her didn't help her, and when Yan Qiaoan threw herself on the carpet, she still murmured with grievances.

"Huanhuan, there has never been a break between Pan Mu and Tan Yunyun, I saw a photo of the two of them, that kind of scale...... It is...... In the past, when there was a virus in the mobile phone, the kind of ...... that popped up 18 forbidden pictures"