After the stand-in resigned

An Fan looked away as if he was burned.

Ji Ling's movement aroused Cai Jing's concern, and she asked softly, "What's wrong?"

An Fan replied stiffly: "It's okay."

Based on common sense, Cai Jing patted the back of Anfan's hand reassuringly, and said, "It's good to have such a result for the first time, but don't feel sorry for it. This kind of occasion is mutual achievement. I will accompany you later." Are you going to toast?"

Cai Jing turned her head to see who the buyer was, and happened to see that person slowly taking a seat in the first row, she squinted her eyes, saw the name plate at the back, and asked suspiciously: "That's... the position of President Rui Tingling? "

An Fan glanced over, and Ling Ran was casually lowering his head to straighten his sleeves, and the colorful rope tied around his wrist swayed gently, making the wrist bone extraordinarily delicate and beautiful.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for the next lot. The atmosphere in the hall was driven by the auctioneer to restore tension and excitement, but it was still difficult for An Fan to blend in.

All the sounds became illusory background sounds in her ears. She looked at the stage, and then looked at the audience. Out of the corner of her eye, she never missed Ling Ran who was sitting in front of her right.

The influence of Ling Ran on her came again.

Obviously Ling Ran is not pursuing, and they are also in a relationship together, but she has the illusion of being caught in Ling Ran's net.

The huge and invisible net enveloped her, she couldn't escape, she couldn't hide.

An Fan knew that this state was not right, so he told his wife to go to the bathroom, and fled outside the hall to breathe the clean air.

There were still many people chatting in the cold food area, and a few of them cast their gazes on her, with extremely polite gazes, but An Fan felt inexplicably embarrassed.

Also, how glamorous is the person who escaped in a panic, An Fan took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

The pure white satin dress was still worn on the body, without a single wrinkle all over the body. The thin coiled hair was fixed by a rose hairpin, and a few strands of hair hung down on the bare shoulders, swaying in the breeze.

An Fan looked at himself in the mirror, his cheeks were slightly red, and his lips that had been pursed several times were even redder. Fortunately, he could not call it disorder, let alone embarrassment.

An Fan dipped into the water to wash his hands, and didn't give up until his fingertips were slightly cool.

Returning to the auction hall, she had to pass through the cold food area. The food was fragrant. Anfan was not hungry but was thirsty. She looked around but couldn't find any water, so she took a glass of clear wine from the waiter's tray.

Take a sip, it's still fruit wine, it tastes sweet and sour, and it still quenches your thirst.

An Fan didn't dawdle, he raised his head and gulped it down. Just as he dropped the glass, a voice came from behind: "Drinking so hard?"

Ling Ran's voice.

An Fan instantly felt that she had gone to the bathroom for nothing, and after forced some mental training, he turned around, and when he saw Ling Ran, he forgot everything again.

Ling Ran took the cup that An Fan had put down and put it to his lips. An Fan thought Ling Ran was about to kiss him for a moment, and in panic, he only wanted to dissuade him, but he saw that it was Ling Ran who put the cup in front of his nose and sniffed lightly, saying: " The aftertaste of this drink-"

An Fan didn't stop trying to dissuade her, she braked suddenly, she couldn't stand still, and rushed towards Ling Ran in inertia.

Ling Ran hurriedly caught it in panic, holding the person firmly with both hands, and laughed lowly: "Is the stamina so great?"

Xu was annoyed by the laughter, An Fan really felt dizzy, she stood up straight with Ling Ran's arm supported, grabbed the cup from Ling Ran's hand and put it back in place.

Ling Ran didn't struggle, but she was teasing: "Hey, there's still some left, what do you want me to taste?"

An Fan glared at her, there are so many wine glasses in the hall, the most indispensable thing is wine, why bother to taste the rest of her glass.

Ling Ran was very open-minded: "I just want to taste what you have left." Taking advantage of Anfan's inattention, he took the cup again, his lips covered the glistening water on the edge of the cup, and poured out the rest of the cup. I drank all the wine in one gulp.

Her face burned instantly, An Fan wasn't sure if it was because of the stamina of the wine or because of Ling Ran's shamelessness, but she was obviously on the verge of spontaneous combustion.

After pursing his lips again and again, An Fan couldn't help cursing: "You don't want to be ashamed."

Ling Ran was straightforward and strong: "I drink my girlfriend's leftover wine, what face do I want?"

An Fan's consciousness was chaotic, and he was drunk, so he simply didn't argue with Ling Ran. She pushed her away and wanted to leave, but Ling Ran dragged her to a corner with her arms in his arms after taking two steps. She whispered to her, "Where are we going? I have already told your master that you will go with me tonight."

An Fan still had reason: "How do you know who my master is?"

Ling Ran smiled but said nothing.

She looked so aggressive, An Fan couldn't help punching her: "You arranged everything?"

A soft punch doesn't hurt, Ling Ranquan thought Anfan was flirting with her, put his arms around the man in his arms, and seduced: "Want to know? Come home with me, I'll tell you."

An Fan shook his head, she didn't want it.

Ling Ran poked at Anfan's weakness: "Where can you go when you're so drunk? Back to your master's house? Then they have to take care of you, a drunk. They're already old, and you can bear to watch them busy for you ?”

An Fan couldn't bear it, and a new idea popped up in his mind.

If she is so drunk, don't bother the old couple, master, teacher, and mother, it would be great to toss Ling Ran.

Although she doesn't know what it's like to be drunk, but she has never eaten pork before, and she has always seen pigs run away. Drunk people make trouble, even those who go to the house to expose the tiles, so she has to make trouble.

So An Fan nodded drowsily, "Okay, go home, and tell me the truth."

On the way into the car, An Fan obviously felt that she was not walking steadily, and her whole body was light and light. If Ling Ran hadn't been supporting her, she might have made a fool of herself if she made a wrong step.

Drunk idols have a heavy burden, An Fan is carefully supported by Ling Ran, taking each step carefully, for fear of making a mistake.

However, Ling Ran thought that An Fan was squeezing into her arms, and didn't dare to think about what it was implying, so she hid her happy face and carried An Fan into the car.

The driver got ready early in the morning, Ling Ran got into the car and set off.

An Fan was placed in Ling Ran's arms, it was very close, and it was very hot. She subconsciously pushed away, her head sank dizzily, and when she raised her head, she was brought to the car window by gravity, and there was a loud bang, earth-shattering, But it doesn't seem to hurt.

Ling Ran was frightened by the sound, quickly hugged the person and rubbed the back of his head, and asked nervously, "Does it hurt?"

Ling Ran rubbed and touched a metal object, she pulled it out, and An Fan's black hair fell down. The compartment was small, and the nostrils were instantly filled with the fragrance of hair.

An Fan stroked his hair and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Ling Ran realized that it might be the hairpin that smashed it, so she conveniently threw it into the storage box in the car, and continued to rub Anfan's head.

An Fan broke away from Ling Ran again, and leaned against the car window, her head was no longer sober, but she still remembered the task, and she asked, "My master, what's the matter with you?"

The preface didn't match the postscript, but Ling Ran understood what An Fan wanted to ask.

Although she wasn't sure if the drunk Anfan could understand her words, or if Anfan would remember when he woke up, she was explaining seriously: "I pulled the string, and your parents found the person. Your master should be a little friendly, that's all."

An Fan blinked, probably because he was drunk and dull, even his blinking was extremely slow.

The long eyelashes curled up, opened and closed, like a butterfly flapping its wings slowly, and the tsunami it caused was surging in Ling Ran's heart.

An Fan pursed his lips again, the color of the lipstick was hardly visible on the lips, but it was a little redder than after wearing lipstick, and she asked again: "Why did you come?"

The answer to this question is too obvious, Ling Ran didn't want to answer, but instead asked the drunk man: "Why do you think I came?"

Anfan fell silent.

Ling Ran only knew that there was an auction of Anfan's work, but she didn't know that the content of the work was from the day they first met. She also asked, "How did you draw that?"

An Fan was unresponsive: "If you want to draw, just draw."

"Then why not paint realistically?" Ling Ran pushed people to a dead end: "I didn't get off the car at the time, don't you artists all pursue something close to reality?"

The fact is that Ling Ran was in a hurry to go to the meeting, so he just let the driver drive through that section slowly and did not get out of the car.

If he had known that the future would develop like this, even if Ling Ran didn't go to the meeting, he would have stopped the car at that time.

An Fan didn't say anything, drunk people have privileges, and Ling Ran couldn't pry her mouth open.

So she took the initiative to confuse: "Anfan, do you also regret it? You also hope to develop like the picture, don't you?"

"No." An Fan replied slowly.

Ling Ran ignored her and said, "I'm sorry. I often think what would have happened if I parked the car that day, or what would have happened if you were at home when I found your home? I think what would have happened without these misunderstandings between us ?”

Ling Ran said: "It must be very good...so every time I think of this, I don't dare to think deeply."

The better the imagination, the more powerless the cruel reality will be.

An Fan turned away, his waterfall-like black hair slid over his shoulders, revealing his bare shoulders and delicate collarbone. This scene made Ling Ran stunned for two seconds. She couldn't hold it back anymore. She leaned her head and kissed An Fan's shoulder lightly. , Said: "This is also very good now, I will redeem my mistake."

Anfan didn't speak any more during this journey, and closed his eyes in a dazed state, as if he was sleeping.

Ling Ran didn't dare to disturb her, he gently carried her into his arms, put An Fan's head on his shoulders, and let her sleep wantonly.

The moment she got home, Ling Ran was not willing to wake Anfan up, she got out of the car softly, and hugged Anfan from the other side of the car.

It's just that An Fan was in a light sleep, and just as he carried him out of the car, she opened her eyes in her arms.

An Fan's cheeks were still blushing unnaturally, and his eyes were dizzy and misty, with a glint of water. Ling Ran thought of her appearance on the bed inappropriately, and his mind was swayed, and he almost didn't hold her firmly.

She hurriedly gathered her strength and asked softly, "Are you still dizzy?"

Anfan nodded mechanically: "A little bit."

After answering the question, he slowly realized the situation. An Fan struggled to get down, but Ling Ran was reluctant to let go, so he asked a steady person, "Can you go?"

"Yes." Anfan said.

When she stepped on the ground, An Fan still couldn't hold back and fell forward. This somersault frightened Ling Ran. She quickly hugged him from behind and protected her in her arms. Her heart was sweet, but her mouth wanted to Pretentiously reprimanded: "What do you think you're trying to do—"

Before the words finished, An Fan bowed and took off his high heels, held them in his hands, stood steadily on the spot, and said, "Let go."

Ling Ran could only let go and follow behind.

While walking, Ling Ran was still thinking about it, she remembered that the wine really had great stamina, would it be enough for An Fan to sleep?Could it be that An Fan is still full of talent for drinking?

An Fan has no talent for drinking, she is not good at drinking, she is very dizzy, but she is not so dizzy that she can't take care of herself, and she is not so dizzy that she needs to be hugged by Ling Ran.

Relying on strong willpower, she insisted on entering the door, bowed to change her shoes at the entrance, and gave a polite and bright smile to Aunt Yu who came up warmly.

Aunt Yu stopped where she was and said "Ouch", and couldn't stop laughing: "What are you doing, you laugh so silly?"

Ling Ran didn't look behind her, but turned her head to glance curiously. An Fan had already put away her expression, so she didn't glance at anything.

Ling Ran explained regretfully: "I drank too much."

Aunt Yu smiled: "Then I'll make some hangover soup, soon."

"Don't bother..." An Fan said.

"No trouble!" Aunt Yu replied heartily, and quickly entered the kitchen.

An Fan stopped at the entrance without moving, propping up the shoe cabinet and closing his eyes to ease the dizziness.She didn't leave Ling Ran, she didn't leave, she didn't go in front of An Fan, she insisted on peeping at her from behind, and she gave birth to a special kind of sweetness.

An Fan took a deep breath, opened her eyes again, and seemed to get dizzy even more after resting for a while. She saw double images of everything in front of her.

An Fan blinked heavily, her eyes were a little clear, she followed the usual route, and approached the sofa in small steps.

Ling Ran felt itchy to peep.

An Fan's appearance of pretending not to be dizzy when he was clearly about to faint is very cute, even the movements of blinking and inhaling are so silly that she can't help but want to love it.

But Ling Ran didn't move, she wanted to see what An Fan could do.

An Fan leaned back on the sofa, closed her eyes, not daring to open them, and when she opened her eyes, the sky was spinning, she was afraid of falling on the sofa, so she simply closed them.

It didn't take long to hear Ling Ran's voice, whispering like a demon: "Aren't you here to torment me?"

As soon as she opened her eyes, Ling Ran was approaching, she laughed: "Why don't you torment me, I'll let you torment."

An Fan was very dizzy, and there were two Ling Ran laughing in front of her, their rippling smiles made her upset.

She raised her hand to pinch Ling Ran's face, tossing, reaching out, but what she touched was the soft earlobe.

The earlobe is also fine, but An Fan didn't care about it, and pulled it with all his strength, in exchange for Ling Ran's ridicule: "Are you scratching it? Try harder."

Anfan was annoyed and dizzy. He moved his hand to the left, trying to pinch his face. When his index finger touched something, it felt like jelly.

In the warm and moist breath, the fingertips were first licked by something hot and humid, and then there was a slight tingling at the knuckles, like the fine grinding of the teeth.

An Fan understood dully, pulled his fingers away, and listened to Ling Ran's decent reprimand in his ear: "Touching, I'll bite you."

An Fan didn't dare to toss anymore, she honestly closed her eyes and it was like auntie's hangover soup, no matter how much Ling Ran took the initiative to toss, she didn't open her eyes again.

The author has something to say: This chapter is written so smoothly, I am really tired of crookedness. ==