The love with Mr. Yan is super sweet

"Yu Qingfeng, what are you doing!"

Fan Ning looked at Yu Qingfeng with a terrified expression, holding on to his pajama pants desperately with both hands, and was afraid that the sound would disturb others, so he could only keep his voice down as much as possible.

But to Yu Qingfeng, it was like acting like a baby, and it made his heart itch.

"Let me see if you're hurt. Your knee is so red from falling, wouldn't your butt be red too?"

Fan Ning blushed: "Can knees and butts be the same? Knees have bones, so it's easy to fall red! You can let people see your knees, but can your butt? Can you let me see your ass?"

Yu Qingfeng nodded without hesitation: "Yes, as long as Ningning wants to see it, I can take off my pants at any time."

Fanning: "..."

I almost forgot that the man in front of me, who was recently dressed very politely, was a hooligan at heart.

"I'm not interested in your ass, and you're not allowed to be interested in mine!"

Hearing this, Yu Qingfeng smiled, not interested?How could you not be interested.

Looking at the smile on his face, Fan Ning had an inexplicable sense of danger. Although Yu Qingfeng has become a gentleman recently, no one can guarantee whether he will turn into the rascal again.

"Do you have anything else to do? Go back to your room if you have nothing to do. I'm going to bed. I'm going to be filming tomorrow morning."

Yu Qingfeng asked again worriedly: "Ning Ning, do you really think it's all right? Why don't I take you to the hospital to take a picture and see, after all, you fell on your knee, don't hurt your bones."

"Of course it's fine!" Fan Ning still tugged on his pants, shook his head and said speechlessly, "Who did I go to the hospital? Am I so fragile? Didn't I just drop my knee? What's the fuss? The fall was even harder than this, I'm not going to be fine."

"Also, I really want to sleep and rest. If you really like me, don't bother me. There will be a martial arts scene tomorrow, and I will hang on to Wia. If I don't rest well, something will go wrong tomorrow... you Can you afford it?"

Yu Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and smiled meaningfully, "Of course I can take responsibility. If you break your bone, you won't be able to run away. Then I will buy you the best wheelchair and push Let you go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate, and I will be fully responsible for the rest of your life."

Fanning: "..."

Is this fucking human?While saying that he likes him, but wishing him to break a bone, he is indeed non-toxic and not a husband!

Fan Ning said unhappily: "Are you okay? If you really want me to break a bone tomorrow, you can continue to spend time with me here."

Yu Qingfeng glanced down from Fanning's fair and handsome face, and finally lingered for a moment on that delicate collarbone.

After a long time, he reluctantly nodded and said with a sigh, "Okay... I'll go."

Then he opened the door and walked out without a trace of sloppiness.

Yu Qingfeng walked so briskly that Fanning was not used to it.

Usually after he takes a shower, doesn't Yu Qingfeng grind for half an hour before reluctantly leaving?It took only 5 minutes for the ink to leave today.

This man is too impatient!

Fan Ning slandered several times in his heart, but he refused to admit that he didn't want Yu Qingfeng to go for a moment.

At this time, Yu Qingfeng who was outside the door was looking at the closed door without saying a word. Although his room was next door, it was just separated by a wall, but it felt like a thousand mountains and rivers were separated.

He was really reluctant to leave just now, if he could be as brave as Yan Zhihan, just put him in his arms, and then kiss him until the sky is dark, maybe it will be done.

but……

He is not Yan Zhihan, and Fan Ning is not Sheng Qiuyu, and more importantly, there are no two red books between him and Fan Ning.

"Ugh."

Yu Qingfeng sighed softly, turned around and walked back to his room.

It's okay, don't worry, take your time, anyway, he is still young, and he has a bright future ahead, and after his hard work these days, Fan Ning has faintly shown signs of wanting to be tempted.

He has already figured it out, Fanning is a typical man who likes gentlemen rather than hard.

That's why he has only recently taken the gentle route.

If Fan Ning knew this, he would growl angrily: "The labor and management used to like women!"

...

Ever since Sheng Qiuyu hung up the phone, she was in a particularly disturbed mood, and looked at the bathroom door with hesitation.

Could it be that he can only be slaughtered tonight?

After struggling for another 3 minutes, Sheng Qiuyu decided to let nature take its course, after all, he couldn't stay in the bathroom forever.

I wanted to rinse it quickly, but the action suddenly slowed down after washing. I even used the shower gel twice to wash myself so fragrant and rosy.

While scrubbing his body, Sheng Qiuyu took a look in the mirror. He looked at himself in the mirror, and suddenly couldn't help but punched the wall. After the punch, he cried out in pain.

Sheng Qiuyu wanted to cry without tears and said to himself: "Am I crazy? I washed myself so clean! It's all Ningning's fault, I was brainwashed by him before I knew it!"

After putting on her pajamas, Sheng Qiuyu looked at the frosted glass door, stretched out her hand to open it, and walked out with a look of grief and indignation.

As soon as he went out, he met Yan Zhihan's deep and charming eyes. The headlight in the room was turned off, leaving only the cold white light on.

The dim light shone on Sheng Qiuyu's beautiful face with puffy cheeks, which looked extraordinarily soft and seductive, and her eyes soaked in water vapor looked watery.

The night wind blew in through the half-open window, carrying a bit of chill, causing Sheng Qiuyu to hiss and flinch a little.

Yan Zhihan immediately sat up from the sofa, frowning slightly with stern brows, closed the window tightly and drew the curtains, blocking the bright moonlight.

Then he walked quickly in front of Sheng Qiuyu, and when the other party wanted to retreat, he reached out and clasped those thin shoulders in time.

Sheng Qiuyu was startled, her slender eyelashes trembled, her slightly round peach blossom eyes flickered, and the tails of her eyes were shy red.

He said without words: "Well... I've finished washing, you go wash."

Why do these words feel so ambiguous?Although the atmosphere between him and Yan Zhihan is indeed quite ambiguous now.

Yan Zhihan looked down at the nervous Sheng Qiuyu, couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, let out a low laugh, then slowly lowered his head and sniffed at the white neck.

"It smells so good, no wonder you stayed in it for so long, you should wash yourself clean, right? I'll check the places that haven't been cleaned later, and I'll wash it for you again."

"!" Hearing this, Sheng Qiuyu's pupils shrank suddenly, subconsciously pushed the person away, and stammered: "You...you stop talking about jokes, I won't fall in love with you Do it! Hurry up and take your bath, I'm going to bed first, and I have to get up early tomorrow morning."

After he finished speaking, he hurriedly walked towards the bed, he almost tripped over himself as he was on the same hands and feet.

Yan Zhihan curled the corners of his lips, and his handsome face looked a bit soft under the dim light, "Then Qiu Yu will wait obediently on the bed, and come to taste... delicious 'night snack' after I take a shower."

Sheng Qiuyu covered her head with the quilt and ignored him, but her face was already flushed.

How to do how to do?Should he sneak away while Yan Zhihan is taking a bath?

But this is Yan Zhihan's home, no matter which room he sneaks into, someone can open the door with a key.

How about sneaking out of the villa and finding a hotel outside for a night?Or let the boat pick you up, anyway, it's only a 10-minute drive from the apartment.

But the monk can't run away from the temple if he can run away, he always has to go back here.

The fake show is real... Could this kind of thing really happen to him and Yan Zhihan?

Is Yan Zhihan sincere to him or is it just a whim?

Sheng Qiuyu began to struggle again, whether he should continue to be confused like this, or ask Yan Zhihan to clarify and have a frank and honest talk.

I struggled like this for a few minutes, but couldn't make a decision.

"Ah! It's so annoying!"

"What's bothering you?" As soon as Yan Zhihan came out, he saw Sheng Qiuyu lying there beating the bed, his expression was so focused that he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't even notice that he had walked in front of him.

Sheng Qiuyu came to her senses when she heard the sound, and when she looked up, she saw Yan Zhihan standing beside the bed, and it was her sleeping side, she was startled.

"Why are you standing so close? Shouldn't you be sleeping on the other side?"

"Because 'Supper' is here."

Yan Zhihan sat down by the bed and kicked off his slippers, then lifted the quilt and lay down, and suddenly pushed Sheng Qiuyu from the side of the bed to the middle of the bed.

Sheng Qiuyu was so nervous that without even thinking about it, she grabbed the pillow and hugged her in her arms, standing between herself and Yan Zhihan, watching the man who was approaching every step of the way with eyes full of vigilance.

Yan Zhihan directly pulled the pillow out and threw it away, and it fell to the ground.

Sheng Qiuyu's eyes widened, "Boss Yan, that's your pillow..."

"It's okay, there's still a pillow here, it's not enough, because you can sleep in my arms, with your pillow on my arm." Yan Zhihan reached out and grabbed Sheng Qiuyu's wrist, pulling him into his arms, and slowly moved his head together. past……

Sheng Qiuyu only felt that his eyes were darkened, and his mouth was blocked. The man did not give him a chance to refuse to resist.

Yan Zhihan felt that the fragrance of Sheng Qiuyu's body was like miraculous medicine, luring himself to sink into it.

...

After a while, Sheng Qiuyu was panting unsteadily, her face flushed with a charming blush like the sunset.

He grabbed the troublesome hand with all his strength, and growled with the remaining consciousness: "Yan Zhihan, let's talk!"

Yan Zhihan didn't want to stop, but seeing Sheng Qiuyu's serious expression, he chose to let go of the person in his arms after thinking for a while.

"What do you want to talk about?" The deep voice was slightly hoarse, with a bit of charm.

Sheng Qiuyu breathed a sigh of relief, and after a few seconds, his breath calmed down a little, "I want to ask you... are you sincere? You have been treating me like this every day recently, is it just a whim, or... or Say you actually like me?"