After marrying Mr. Han, Xuanxue Xiao teased his wife and abused the wealthy family

When Yan Luo heard this, the tension in her heart immediately relaxed.

Tang Mohan hooked the corners of his lips, and immediately said: "But you know my intentions."

Yan Luo almost didn't come up in one breath.

Brother, can you speak without panting?

As Tang Mohan said, he touched her forehead again and said, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Yan Luozheng didn't know how to respond to Tang Mohan. Hearing this, he immediately supported his forehead and said, "That's right, I still have a headache and want to rest."

Tang Mohan didn't see through her tricks, and said softly, "Then you rest first."

Yan Luo nodded quickly.

Tang Mohan got up and got out of bed. Standing by the bed, he looked back at Yan Luo again, "Now, I'm chasing you."

Yan Luo: "..."

She looked at Tang Mohan in astonishment, feeling that this guy was trying to kill her.

Tang Mohan said, "My proposal, you should think about it carefully, it will be valid at any time."

Yan Luo could tell that Tang Mohan was sincere, so he couldn't help but pause, pursed his lips, and nodded with the same serious expression.

She said she would think about it.

Only then did Tang Mohan turn around and walk out.

Seeing that the door was closed, Yan Luo was slightly relieved.

She picked up her phone and looked at the time, only to realize that more than two hours had passed.

It is already past twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

The spiritual power in her body has recovered [-]%, and there is no problem with her physical strength.

However, the body is indeed a little tired.

Yan Luo nestled on the bed, thinking about Tang Mohan for a while, with many thoughts in his mind.

For a moment, she didn't know what messed up she was thinking.

"Forget it, let's go to sleep—"

Yan Luo lay down restlessly, pulled the quilt over her head, closed her eyes suddenly, and simply put all those thoughts behind her, and went to sleep first.

the other side.

When Tang Mohan left Yan Luo's room, Qin Pingchao, Lin Yueyue and others were still sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Fortunately, people in this line of work are basically night owls.

These few people, sitting there, playing with their mobile phones, looked more energetic than the other.

Hearing footsteps, several people raised their heads quickly.

Seeing Tang Mohan walking out, Qin Pingchao and the others slammed and stood up.

Lin Yueyue didn't care about her fear of Tang Mohan, and asked without thinking, "Teacher Tang, how is our family Yan Luo? What happened?"

Tang Mohan said lightly, "Don't worry, there's nothing wrong."

Hearing this, Qin Pingchao sized Tang Mohan up.

After getting along for many years, he could tell that Tang Mohan was in a very low mood now, and there was a sense of joy in the corners of his eyes and brows.

Qin Pingchao rubbed his chin, and couldn't help saying: "... Is Yan Luo okay?"

Tang Mohan hummed.

Qin Pingchao immediately frowned, and said pointedly: "It's really fine, you went in for almost three hours???"

Qin Pingchao's face was written all over, "There is clearly something going on here" - these big words.

Lin Yueyue looked bewildered and didn't understand.

But Xiaoyun got what Qin Pingchao meant all of a sudden, and immediately lowered his head, covered his mouth and coughed a few times.

Tang Mohan glanced at Qin Pingchao expressionlessly, "She has a bit of an old headache, but it's nothing serious, she'll be fine after a night of rest, what's going on in your mind?"

Qin Pingchao looked at Tang Mohan's appearance, and thought to himself, it shouldn't be as much as he thought.

After all, so many of them are sitting outside.

Tang Mohan should still be a little bit measured.

Thinking of this, Qin Pingchao smiled awkwardly, "Maybe I misunderstood, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Tang Mohan turned around expressionlessly, and was about to go out.

Qin Pingchao asked subconsciously: "Mo Han, where are you going?"

"Wash up, change into pajamas, and come over to accompany her."

Tang Mohan left a word without looking back.

Qin Pingchao and Lin Yueyue almost spit out a mouthful of water.

Everyone present: "..."

No, the first six characters are quite normal. Why did the painting style change in the end?

Qin Pingchao wondered if he heard it wrong. He looked at Xiaoyun and asked for help, "What did he just say?"

Xiaoyun said in a daze: "Teacher Tang seems to say that he wants to come and sleep with Yan Luo?"

Qin Pingchao: "..."

Lin Yueyue: "..."

Don't be ridiculous.

Lin Yueyue's eyelids twitched wildly on the spot, "...No, did you make a mistake? He, why did he come to accompany Teacher Yan?!"

Qin Pingchao pulled the corners of his lips stiffly, and added, "Maybe...you are worried about Yan Luo's illness?"

Lin Yueyue: "..."

Should this be something Tang Mohan was worried about?

Shouldn't it be her assistant's business?

What's more, Tang Mohan and Yan Luo are both insiders, so what if they are photographed?

Taking a step back, even if Tang Mohan is not a male star, but...he is a man, right?

Can this lonely man and widow sleep together casually?

Lin Yueyue always felt that something was wrong. She looked at Qin Pingchao and Xiaoyun, and suddenly felt blessed: "...When did Teacher Tang and Teacher Yan talk?"

Qin Pingchao laughed dryly.

He knew that anyone who heard about it would misunderstand it.

But for a while, he didn't know how to explain to Lin Yueyue.

Qin Pingchao could only rub his hands together, and laughed, "...But, it may be the recent incident, I, I don't know..."

Lin Yueyue was confused.

If you fall in love, shouldn't you report it to the company?

She remembered that when new artists sign a contract, they seem to have clearly stipulated each other's obligations in terms of falling in love and getting married, right?

Moreover, Yan Luo fell in love right after his debut?

This……

Lin Yueyue felt that if Lin Jue found out, she would want to rush over and beat someone up.

Before they could react, Tang Mohan quickly changed into pajamas with long sleeves and trousers and came back.

He didn't even look at a few people, so he walked towards Yan Luo's room. His movements were so natural that he couldn't be more natural, as if he was going back to his own home.

Those who didn't know thought that it wasn't Yan Luo's room, but his room.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Qin Pingchao's mouth twitched, and when he realized that he was about to say something, Tang Mohan had already entered the room with his two long legs, and closed the door behind his back.

Looking at the door that opened for a moment and then closed tightly.

Qin Pingchao turned his head and smiled at Lin Yueyue.

Lin Yueyue was already dumbfounded, and there was only one thought in her mind, should she report this matter to Sister Lin as soon as possible?

Just when Lin Yueyue was wondering whether she should do crisis public relations, Yan Luo, who was already in a daze and was about to fall asleep, was a little surprised when she heard the door open.

She thought it was Lin Yueyue who came in, and poked her head out from under the quilt in a daze.

In the next second, her pupils widened, she was so startled that she couldn't speak fluently.

"You...you you...how did you come back?!"

Tang Mohan walked to the other side of the bed naturally, lifted the quilt, lay down and said, "I think you may still need me tonight."