It's An Yan.

An Yan was wearing a small skirt and was sitting at the door of his apartment, dozing off with sleepiness, his head down little by little.

The sound of the elevator woke her up, she opened her misty eyes, stretched out her fingers and rubbed them, and looked towards Zhou Yuncheng.

The eyes are facing each other.

She probably hadn't woken up yet, and subconsciously stretched out her hand towards Zhou Yuncheng, and her voice was soft: "Brother Yuncheng, I want to hug you." ”

Zhou Yuncheng paused for a few seconds and stepped out of the elevator, but did not move forward.

The elevator doors close at the back.

Zhou Yuncheng was wrapped in the cold air outside, looking at the little girl in front of him who was coquettish.

From his point of view, you can see the top of An Yan's hair.

An Yan's hair is a little frizzy because of malnutrition, but it is very fine and soft.

There was a soft whirl of hair on the top of her head, her skin was very white, her eyelashes were dark and thick, and her black eyes were very bright.

The small bridge of the nose is straight, and the lips are slightly open.

Zhou Yuncheng had no intention of stepping forward.

On the contrary, he has the consciousness of being someone else's boyfriend, and keeps a considerable distance from her: "Why did you come here?" ”

An Yan tilted her head, she hadn't reacted from her sleepiness, her wet eyes were rubbed red by her, and she said, "I'm so sleepy." ”

Zhou Yuncheng didn't look at her, and went past her to open the door.

An Yan stood up and walked into his line of sight.

Only then did Zhou Yuncheng see that An Yan was still holding a rag doll in her hand, which was already a little old, and her face was a little flushed and dirty.

Zhou Yuncheng didn't care about her, opened the door, and was about to enter.

An Yan said, "I have a fever. ”

Zhou Yuncheng didn't react much.

An Yan saw that he was going to go in, and said, "You were so fierce last night, and you didn't rub the medicine, I was in pain all day today, and I had a fever when I went back at night, and I couldn't sleep." ”

Zhou Yuncheng paused to open the door, the hand holding the key tightened hard, he stood in place for a long time, and finally opened the door and walked inside, without looking at her.

But he didn't lock the door.

An Yan followed up timidly like a little tail and came to him.

Later, he reached out to hug him, trying to put his hand into his clothes and touch his skin.

Zhou Yuncheng grabbed her, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow on her lower eyelids: "Sit down on the sofa, can you do it?" ”

An Yan was a little dissatisfied.

Confronted with him, he looked at him.

Zhou Yuncheng did not back down: "If you can't do it, go out." ”

It wasn't until An Yan nodded obediently that she went to get her medicine and a thermometer.

When An Yan waited for him to get the medicine, he didn't stand still, but roamed the room with his eyes and found his bedroom accurately.

She walked over and pushed her hand away.

Zhou Yuncheng's bedroom was not closed.

As soon as she entered, she was looking for something.

Zhou Yuncheng went over to get the thermometer and medicine, and when he came over, he found that An Yan was not in the living room, but the light in his bedroom was on.

A small shadow was cast through the crack in the door.

Zhou Yuncheng walked into the bedroom, An Yan opened his wardrobe and the drawers in the room, threw his clothes everywhere, and made a mess in the room.

She was looking for any traces of An Ning in the room.

Seeing him, she didn't panic either.

Zhou Yuncheng is a person who pays attention to privacy, and he doesn't like to be touched by anyone, especially the bedroom, and even his best friend has never stepped into it.

Not to mention making it like this.

Zhou Yuncheng's face sank: "Come out." ”

An Yan took out something and looked at him: "What are you keeping this thing for?" ”

It was a small pendant.

Zhou Yuncheng put it in the box.

His face was already quite bad, and even a little gloomy: "Has anyone taught you not to take other people's things casually?" ”

"But it's mine." An Yan seemed to have grabbed some handle from him, and she said, "Does my sister know that you are hiding my pendant?" ”

Zhou Yuncheng said ruthlessly: "This is An Ning's thing, not yours." ”

When An Yan heard this, his face changed.

This small pendant was accidentally dropped when An Ning was celebrating her birthday, and An Yan picked it up.

Because that day was also her birthday, no one ever gave her a birthday present.

She was locked up in a small room, watching the bustle on her side, and she didn't see it until everyone had dispersed.

She took this thing as her personal item and wore it for a long time.

She only learned later that it was a birthday gift from Zhou Yuncheng to An Ning, but An Ning lost it before she could open it, An Ning looked for it for a long time, and she didn't even see what was in it.

An Yan watched her look for it, she held the pendant in her hand, and from beginning to end, she didn't say a word.

An Yan was poked in the sore spot by Zhou Yuncheng.

Suddenly unusually angry, she walked out of the bedroom, smashed the small pendant, and threw it in the trash.

Zhou Yuncheng's face turned black all of a sudden.

Yes, it's dark.

Since he met An Yan, although Zhou Yuncheng had a cold attitude, he never really got angry with her, and more often regarded her as a dispensable stranger, a stranger that An Ning hated and couldn't provoke his emotions.

He closed his eyes, and was just about to let her get out, when he heard An Yan's sobs, and she said, "I hate you!" ”

Zhou Yuncheng froze, he stood in place, and did not tremble for a long time.

The little girl cried for a while, and said, "It's just a birthday present, do you think I care?" ”

She said, "Only hypocritical and sanctimonious people like you would care!" ”

Her face was already dirty, and she wore a small skirt on her body, like an innocent and innocent little angel, but Zhou Yuncheng knew that she was not.

Zhou Yuncheng didn't speak.

An Yan was tired of crying all of a sudden, her skin was thin, and her skin was cold and white, and her eyes were red at the end of her eyes when she was stained with tears.

Zhou Yuncheng finally walked over and handed her the thermometer.

Wiped her tears.

I went and got a towel again, wrung out the water, and wiped her face.

The voice softened: "Isn't it a fever, take your temperature first, okay?" ”

He never mentioned condoms and videos, as if he hadn't received them.

Although his attitude softened, it was clear that he didn't want to have more entanglements with her.

An Yan said: "I won't. ”

Zhou Yuncheng looked at her for a long time, took a thermometer, and sandwiched her under her armpit, the more angry An Yan was, the more he wanted to become the one who controlled all his emotions.

She tilted her head, moist lips to kiss him.

"An Yan!" Zhou Yuncheng's eyes darkened the moment she leaned over, and he quickly stepped back: "Can you be obedient?" ”

An Yan asked, "Did you bring her in?" ”

"It has nothing to do with you."

The little girl looked straight at him.

She looks very pure and deceitful, pure and white like a little fairy, but this time, she is unhappy, and said: "Do you know why I slept with you last night?" ”