she wants to break up

Sweat trickled out of her ears and temples, Yan Yueqing arched her body and struggled, her long black hair scattered beside the pillow was dazzling.

Beep, beep, the untimely cell phone rang beside the bed suddenly, the two of them froze at the same time, and even stopped breathing together in fright.

Looking at her who was also confused, Wen Mo'an slowed down a little and stood up, took her mobile phone and handed it to her.

As soon as she gave her the phone, Wen Mo'an kissed her pretty neck regardless, and took off her last piece of clothing under the quilt.

Tonight, she doesn't want to be stopped because of anyone.

Yan Yueqing wanted to stop her, but he didn't have enough strength, so he could only let her leave all kinds of marks on her body.

"Hi, hello, I'm delivering food, Ms. Yan, your food has arrived."

"puff"

The moment the phone was connected, Wen Mo'an couldn't help but burst out laughing, and buried it in her neck, laughing so hard that his whole body trembled.

Yan Yueqing shyly pulled out his hand to cover her mouth, to prevent her from making a sound, but Wen Mo'an intentionally kissed her palm, and the palm moved down.

Yue Qing simply said a word and hung up the phone, because that person's hand was moving restlessly, and it was getting deeper and deeper.

The moon outside the window was already fading away, and Wen Mo'an wanted her twice in one night, and each time was extremely lingering, which made Yan Yueqing unbearable.

In the end, if it wasn't for her strong request, maybe that person would come again. She hasn't done this for a long time, and her body is a little overwhelmed.

Neither of them had to go to work on weekends, so they woke up naturally after sleeping.

Wen Mo'an woke up first, she slept facing the window, the morning sun was too glaring, she woke up even if she didn't want to.

Opening her eyes, the person in her arms was still in a deep sleep, and the exposed skin was covered with deep and shallow hickey marks. She went too far last night.

After dropping a kiss on her cheek, Wen Mo'an carefully withdrew his arm from under her neck, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Last night, the two of them just wanted to enjoy themselves, throwing their clothes everywhere, and the trash can was full in one night.

She went to take a shower and changed her clothes, picked up all the clothes on the ground, and threw the garbage downstairs, even bringing the takeaway that she didn't eat yesterday.

The house was almost packed, and when Wen Mo'an went to the bedroom, she was already awake and was getting dressed.

"Do you have anything to do this afternoon? Accompany me to meet someone." Yan Yueqing asked her.

Wen Mo'an sat by the bed and handed her the shirt in his hand: "Okay, do I know the person I'm going to meet this afternoon?"

"Well, it's someone we both know. She just came back from abroad today, and she called to see you a few days ago."

Yan Yueqing put on his shirt, buttoned it with one hand, and spoke in a tone that didn't seem to be welcoming a friend.

There is probably no one else who can make her angry and resentful, but has to obey.

It's just that after such a long time, there is still contact between them.

Wen Mo'an smiled and leaned over, stretched out his hand and gently lifted her chin with his fingertips, and said: "It's been so long, forget about it, whether it is now or in the future, I will only be friends with her, including before. .”

Yan Yueqing grabbed her hand and put it on the quilt, the sunlight from outside the window just came in and reflected on the tightly held hands of the two of them.

Behind the sun is darkness, but what about her, what is behind her?

Yan Yueqing stared into her clear eyes, and said seriously: "I believe what you say, so do you believe me? Mo An, to me, you will always be a riddle that I can't figure out. Mingming Your answer is right in front of me, but I can't get it no matter what."

These words are what she has wanted to say to her for so many years. She didn't say it before because she didn't find an opportunity. She said it today, not because she wanted any results, but just to tell her what she thought in the past few years.

Whether she listened or not, she had spoken.

Yan Yueqing let go of her hand and wanted to leave, but Wen Mo'an suddenly held her back, gently pulled her arm back, and hugged her into his arms.

Hugging her, Wen Mo'an tightened his arms, and said in a low voice against her ear: "I don't have any secrets, all my secrets are only you, I'm sorry for what happened that year."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Yueqing raised her hand to push her away, but she couldn't push her away no matter how hard she tried, tears flowed out disobediently.

Wen Mo'an's eyes were also red, she was very clear about how much what happened to her back then, if it wasn't for herself, she would never have become like this.

If she could choose to start over, she would definitely not treat her like that.

"Wen Mo'an, you promised me that you would never leave me. You have to remember that you will never leave me in this life."

She said, holding her clothes tightly with both hands, as if she would leave if she let go.

"I promise you, I promised you three years ago, no matter in this life or in the next life, I will never leave you."

Wen Mo'an said while patting her slender back, she didn't want Ah Yan to experience the hurt that time caused her a second time.

Before picking her up at the airport in the afternoon, she took her to eat her favorite Japanese food and bought couple rings.

Having been with her for so long, although the relationship between them cannot be said to outsiders, I should also give her a responsibility.

At the exit of the airport, Wen Mo'an held her hand and stood in a place where there were few people, waiting for the person who landed.

When she went out today, she was wearing a white shirt and a black windbreaker, her neck was tightly covered, her long hair was loose, and she looked very elegant.

She covered her tightly, Wen Mo'an smiled and turned sideways to hold her with the other hand, helping her straighten her neckline.

There were people coming and going at the airport, she was so active, Yan Yueqing felt very uncomfortable, she raised her hand to cover her nose and coughed, the couple ring on her ring finger was very conspicuous.

"Is your back sore, do you want me to rub it for you?"

Wen Mo'an looked at the surrounding situation, took a step forward and stretched out his hand through her windbreaker, and gently rubbed the outside of her shirt for her.

The two were standing very close to each other, holding hands all the time, and there were few people around them, not many people paid attention to them, so Yan Yueqing moved closer to her, resting his forehead on her shoulder.

The strength in her hand was just right, but Yan Yueqing still frowned in pain, and squeezed her hand tightly.

Wen Mo'an felt that the force from the palm gradually slowed down, and he didn't exert so much force.

"When she comes back, how do you plan to get along with her? Will you tell her about our relationship?"

Yan Yueqing asked in a low voice, and slowly opened her closed eyes.

Wen Mo'an put his cheek against her hair, and said with a smile: "Because of you, I will be friends with her, but only friends. I think we will know the relationship between us when she comes out of the exit."

"Aren't you afraid that she will hang herself if you treat her like this?"

Yan Yueqing questioned her, straightened her body, took her hands away from her waist, and instantly looked indifferent as if she had met an enemy.

In the past, she was very soft-hearted, she couldn't do anything when that person cried, and went to play with her if she didn't go to class or work part-time.

She always does this when she cries, and when she is accused of making trouble by that person, she can't even speak.

She has seen Wen Mo'an like this many times, so this time she doesn't really believe her.

But Wen Mo'an kept his gaze firm, stretched out his hand to hold her palm-sized cheek, and said seriously: "That's the Wen Mo'an from before, not the current Wen Mo'an. Ah Yan, the current Wen Mo'an is your girlfriend, not someone else."

"The two of you are so close. You are not afraid of being seen by others in public. I remember this Miss Yan. Didn't she just go on the trending search two days ago? You are not afraid of being photographed by paparazzi."

A familiar voice came from behind, Wen Mo'an put down his hands and looked at her, Yan Yueqing also turned around in a daze.

Seeing her, the two let go of their hands in tacit agreement, and Yan Yueqing walked towards her with a smile that he didn't know if it was real or not: "Miss Jiang, welcome back to China."

As soon as she said these words, Jiang Rou cried and ran to Yan Yueqing, hugging her tightly.

"Yueqing, I miss you so much, my dad is finally willing to let me go back to China, woohoo, I miss you so much, do you miss me?"

She said aggrievedly, tears and snot all streaming down Yan Yueqing's shoulders.

Yan Yueqing was a little frightened by her sudden hug, took a moment to raise his hand and patted her shoulder and said, "Yes, of course."

She cried so loudly that people passing by looked at them strangely.

In order to prevent this scene from completely turning into a sightseeing park, Wen Mo'an walked over to take her luggage, and said, "Now that you're here, let's go, your father is still waiting for Ah Yan to take you back."

As soon as Wen Mo'an spoke, Jiang Rou immediately let go of her hand and turned to her embrace, but Wen Mo'an was one step ahead of her, blocking the two of them with her luggage. , preventing her warm embrace.

After blocking her, Wen Mo'an raised his left hand and showed her the couple ring on his ring finger.

"I'm a family man now, and it's not good to cuddle with other girls."

Jiang Rou cut her head in disgust, crossed her arms around her chest and turned to look at Yan Yueqing. There was also a ring on her ring finger.

"Sure enough, when you have a family, you start to have sex with women. Forget it, I don't want to hug you, I don't want to hug you, hum!"

She left angrily, leaving Wen Mo'an and Yan Yueqing looking at each other.

Yan Yueqing didn't say anything else, he clenched his left hand and walked in front of her, his face was as ugly as a dark cloud.

Wen Mo'an knew what she was thinking, reached out and rubbed her head, bent down and took her hand and walked out of the airport together.

On the way back, Wen Mo'an was driving the car, Yan Yueqing was sitting in the co-pilot, she was lying crooked in the back seat by herself, very unladylike.

"Hey, how did you two get together? I remember that when I left three years ago, you two didn't even talk. How did you suddenly get together?"

As she spoke, she suddenly leaned forward, startling the two of them.

Wen Mo'an smiled, looked at Yan Yueqing and said, "I tried my best to get her back, and I waited at her door for half a year."

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