The seven years between me and Zha Gong

Fang Qiyan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Lan Weiyu coldly, Lan Weiyu panted heavily, and said, "Fang Qiyan, you bastard! Don't touch me!!"

Fang Qiyan got off the bed, put on his clothes, lifted the quilt to cover Lan Weiyu, and strode out of the bedroom, Fang Qiyan didn't force him?Lan Weiyu was a little surprised, he held on to the quilt tightly, his mind churned with thoughts.

Fang Qiyan walked out of the bedroom and sat on the sofa in the living room. He held his forehead weakly. He just...just wanted to tell Lan Weiyu that he hadn't seen you for so long.

I miss him, but he can't say □, it can only make him think that he wants to force him again.

In Lan Weiyu's eyes, Fang Qiyan must be a complete bastard, right?However, I can't tell what kind of feelings I have for Lan Weiyu...Fang Qiyan only knows that he must not let Lan Weiyu go, he must keep him by his side, if Lan Weiyu escapes, , he caught him back like this time

Come.

Fang Qiyan put down his hands, his handsome eyes were full of cold haze.

After the private jet flew for nearly ten hours, Lan Weiyu fell asleep in the bedroom. After the plane landed at the airport, a bodyguard in black walked into the bedroom and said, "Mr. You." After Lan Weiyu changed her clothes, she followed the bodyguards out of the private jet and exited the VIP passage, followed by more than a dozen bodyguards, and everyone in the airport looked sideways, thinking that this thin and handsome boy in front of him was some kind of important person. ..... Lan Weiyu blushed and buried her head

Low and low, he's not used to being the center of attention.

Walking out of the airport and getting into the black Mercedes-Benz, the driver drove, Fang Qiyan leaned over, Lan Weiyu was startled, Fang Qiyan's hands paused, and then helped him fasten the seat belt, the man's handsome face was close at hand, Lan Weiyu Feather turned his head slowly.

The scenery outside the car window changed, and Lan Weiyu realized that this was not the way to the villa in the suburbs, and said, "Aren't we going back to the villa?"

"Not going back." Fang Qiyan said, and added at the end, "Si Rao lives there."

Lan Weiyu was stunned for a moment, feeling a little sore in her heart, that's right, it wasn't his home in the first place, it was Fang Qiyan and Luo Sirao's home, why is he being so affectionate?

The black Mercedes-Benz stopped downstairs in a luxury apartment in the center of Beicheng City. Fang Qiyan opened the door and said, "Get out of the car." Lan Weiyu got out of the car, followed Fang Qiyan into the apartment, took the elevator up to the top floor, and Fang Qiyan opened the top floor. The door of 23-7, walked in, Lan Weiyu also walked in, the room is very spacious, the living room is big and bright, the decoration is very modern, the furniture is famous brand, it is worth a lot of money at first glance, through the big Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the busy streets of Beicheng. Fang Qiyan opened the refrigerator, and there were fresh vegetables and various meats, as well as some drinks.

"The drink inside is for you. There is no wine. I know you can't drink wine." Fang Qiyan said, Lan Weiyu stared at him blankly, Fang Qiyan continued: "The house has been transferred to you, do you have any in Beicheng?" It's more convenient to have a house, you can come and live during holidays." Lan Weiyu was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said, "Fang Qiyan, I can't take this house."

Fang Qiyan frowned and said, "Don't like it? The size of the house or the location, what kind of house do you like, I'll ask someone to look for it." "No need." Lan Weiyu interrupted him, "Fang Qiyan, we have already broken up. You don't have to do these things, I can't have this house."

After Lan Weiyu finished speaking, he walked towards the door. Fang Qiyan grabbed his wrist and said with gloomy eyes, "Break up? I don't allow it."

Lan Weiyu smiled and said, "Fang Qiyan, it's my freedom to go wherever I want, I don't belong to you, please let me go."

Fang Qiyan laughed suddenly. He took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and handed the phone to Lan Weiyu. Lan Weiyu looked at him suspiciously, and answered the phone, "Hello?"

"Hello, brother?" Lan Weiran's voice came from the phone, and Lan Weiyu felt that the blood in his whole body was frozen. He looked at Fang Qiyan incredulously, and said in a trembling voice, "Xiaoran, where are you?"