When Yan Qiaoan got home, she had just put down her bag when she heard the muffled vibration of her mobile phone.

She picked up her phone and looked at the notes on it, but her heart sank.

After hesitation, she still answered.

"Hey, Auntie."

"Xiao Yan, I heard Xiao Mu say, you don't plan to come here on August 15, do you? Auntie made her own handmade moon cakes, let Xiao Mu bring them to you, okay? ”

"Auntie, I'm going to go home this time, and the moon cakes won't be needed, didn't Pan Mu tell you about the matter between us?"

"Oh, he said that the two of you have a conflict, you have been talking for so long, quarreling in front of the bed, the bed is still peaceful, you don't have the same knowledge as him, he is a child, immature."

"What caused the conflict, did he say it?"

The other party was silent for a while, and then continued: "Man, as long as the heart is yours, I also said him, this kind of thing will not happen in the future, Xiao Yan, you have a good temper, you have to learn to be more tolerant......"

As soon as Pan's mother's words came to this, Yan Qiaoan hung up the phone directly.

She didn't see it before, Pan Mu even had a problem with her family style.

She felt sick at the thought that he might have played in bed with others many times and then pretended to be supreme and pure in front of her.

In addition to disgust, Yan Qiaoan also blamed himself for believing in the other party too much, so that he didn't find out everything until now.

Unwillingness and anger were intertwined in her heart, and a cloud lingered in front of her eyes.

There was a knock on the door, Yan Qiao'an's figure shook, she quickly raised her hand to wipe the tears that had not overflowed her eyes, and went to the door to open the door.

Wang Yu stood at the door with a smile on his face, "Miss Yan, I just knew that you are our Xiao Ze's teacher, and you have made a table of dishes at home, you are alone at home, you don't have to toss, let's eat some together?" ”

"Thank you, Auntie, I'm not hungry yet, so I'll go first, you eat." Yan Qiaoan politely declined.

The door of their house was wide open at the moment, and Chen Ze also poked his head out from the door, "Teacher Yan, let's go together!" It's just my aunt and my brother at home, so there's no need to be embarrassed. ”

"I have something to do in a while, I have to go down, I'm sorry, you can just eat." Again, she smiled and refused.

Wang Yu nodded, "Okay, I'm in a hurry today, find a suitable time another day, and entertain you again." ”

"Don't bother, thank you today." Yan Qiaoan bowed politely again.

After a simple response, Wang Yu also went back with a smile, and as the door closed, the smile on Yan Qiaoan's face solidified again.

She took her mobile phone downstairs, and the depression in her heart made her miss the fluttering feeling after the last time she drank wine.

In the convenience store downstairs, it is still Jiang Xiaobai and Sprite, the only difference is that this time she knows how to add a little more Sprite to alleviate the pungency.

It was precisely because the taste had been improved that she was unconsciously greedy for a little glass.

The drunken haze gradually enveloped her, and before she could hold the wine that had just been mixed in front of her, a slender hand with a bone knuckle took the paper cup first.

"Huh......?" Yan Qiao'an pursed her lips, her eyes moved with the cup, and she snorted with questions like a little milk dog.

Seeing the man's pale red lips, pasted with the marks he had just touched, he raised his head and drank her wine.

She furrowed her good-looking eyebrows and muttered disapprenously, "Are you sick?" ”

"Coincidentally, you can cure it." Zhou Yan said, raised his hand and picked up her small wine bottle and shook it, "Hey, drink a lot?" ”

She tilted her head, "I'm not drunk." ”

"Hey, did I say you're drunk?" Zhou Yan poked the tips of her pink ears, "When you were in class before, didn't the teacher say that you can't drink on an empty stomach?" ”

"I'm not on an empty stomach." Yan Qiaoan pointed at Sprite, "I drank Sprite as a base." ”

“……”

Zhou Yan raised her eyebrows, as if she was forcing herself to understand her brain circuit.