Teacher, she snatched my milk tea!

The night wind is too cool.

Watching the few women go back in the car slowly, Ji Xiran completely softened in his sweetheart's arms.

Wen Xinyan hugged her distressedly, "Xixi, you drank too much, let's go back."

"Yeah." Ji Xiran leaned on her shoulder, humming, his eyes widened, "Go home..."

At the beginning, Wen Xinyan firmly believed that she would find Ji Xiran back, so she bought a small villa on the outskirts of the city that was suitable for them to live in.

Thinking back to Ji Xiran's appearance and character, she tried her best to decorate the villa in the way she likes.

And now sure enough, she brought her back.

Gently looking at the person lying on the bed, Wen Xinyan felt that her boring life slowly came alive again.

As long as this person is here, no matter what kind of storms and waves she encounters, she will definitely be able to walk through them.

Ji Xiran opened her eyes and saw her lover's eyes that were so gentle that they were about to melt. She smiled and reached out to touch her face, "When you look at me like this, my heart will melt."

Wen Xinyan held her hand tightly, put it on her lips and kissed, the tears in her eyes became heavier and heavier, "Xixi... I'm sorry..."

She already knew her dream, why did she still have to provoke her, why did she still have to do the later things to make her like her.It was because of her that she couldn't fulfill her dream, it was because of her that she didn't dare to visit her mentor, it was all because of her...

"What is there to say I'm sorry?" Ji Xiran hugged her in his arms distressedly, looked at the dark night outside the window, felt the real warmth of the person in his arms, and said softly, "Xin Yan, if I'm not with you, Instead, I chose to work. I think, I will be even more unhappy now. Even if I am famous, even if I help the country, I can’t be happy. Xinyan, we grew up together from high school until now. You are already in my heart, as important as my parents... No, you have been integrated into my blood and become a part of my heart. If I let you go, my heart will be more painful, and now I am suffering, just for a while, I will Slowly forgetting, will slowly heal this wound, only you, Xinyan, only if I am not with you, my heart will be so painful that I will never feel better in this life."

Wen Xinyan listened to her heartbeat, looked up with tears in her eyes, "But..."

Ji Xiran pressed her index finger on her lips, and smiled charmingly, "Since we are together, don't worry about these things and live a good life, okay?"

She looked delicate and charming, Wen Xinyan nodded slowly as if bewitched by her, and couldn't help but bow her head to kiss her.

"Hmm..." Ji Xiran panted while bearing her kiss, "Xinyan, during Chinese New Year... go back to my house... okay?"

Hearing these words, Wen Xinyan raised her head suddenly as if she had encountered a scourge, and looked at her in shock, "What did you say?"

"I said go back to my house during the New Year." Ji Xiran smiled and pinched her face, "I didn't go home to find my mother immediately after returning to China, she must be going to die of anger, just waiting to expose my skin, I have to go back and apologize , By the way, take the daughter-in-law back and show them."

Wen Xinyan's face flushed instantly, and she said coyly, "What daughter-in-law..."

Halfway through the talk, she thought it was fine for her to marry Ji Xiran, or if Ji Xiran married her, but if Ji Xiran married her, she might be angry with her mother. For the sake of her baby, she should marry Ji Xiran .

"What are you thinking, so engrossed." Ji Xiran kissed her chin, hooked her shoulder with one hand, and smiled charmingly, "Don't be afraid, my parents are reasonable people."

"I thought my mother was also a reasonable person." Wen Xinyan sighed.

As soon as the words came out, Ji Xiran froze and didn't know how to answer her. He hesitated to persuade her, but she sealed his lips with a kiss. "It's okay, I'm independent now, my mother can't control me anymore, if you say go back to your home for the New Year, just go back..."

The night is deep, and the lover's ravings are slowly swallowed by the night, falling asleep with the night.

***

After returning to China, she couldn't do her own business as she did abroad. Wen Xinyan made her breakfast early the next morning and returned to the company.

When Ji Xiran woke up leisurely, she was the only one left in the huge room.

As a little fox in custody, she has nothing to do, and Wen Xinyan is also reluctant to ask her to do anything, so she can only live her old age ahead of time, eating and sleeping every day, and occasionally going downstairs for a walk with a flower roll in her arms.

But there are no people around the villa where they live, and it is difficult to meet living people while walking.She can only hold the flower rolls and talk to herself, and she is so bored that sometimes she can watch the clouds outside the window all day long.

After half a month of being bored, Ji Xiran felt that he was about to suffocate to death. When the benefactor came back from work at night, he beat his back and shoulders for the benefactor so obsequiously that he almost turned his tail up.

Although this is very useful, there must be a demon in every abnormality. When Ji Xiran was about to cook for her, Wen Xinyan pulled her into her arms, hugged her and sat on her lap, and took a tickle to scratch her. She smiled and said, "Tell me, what do you want to do? Be honest and be lenient, resist..."

The word "congyan" didn't come out of my mouth, and I scratched it and put it on her armpit.

Ji Xiran is the most ticklish, he hastened to surrender before fighting, he can be called a model of spinelessness.

"My lord, be merciful! I say!"

Wen Xinyan smiled and threw away the itch, kissed her and said, "Comrade, at least you can resist it."

"Hmm..." A warm kiss landed on the neck and earlobe, Ji Xiran tried hard to restrain his lust, hugged her to prevent her from moving, "Listen to me first..."

Wen Xinyan really stopped, put her hands on the edge of her earlobe, pretended to be listening attentively, and said with a smile, "Okay, tell me."

While observing her expression, Ji Xiran said cautiously, "I want to go out and be a simultaneous interpreter."

"..."

Wen Xinyan's smile froze on her face.

The industry of simultaneous interpretation is busier than their running a company. More importantly, the working hours are not fixed, and most of the working places are outside. They fly around in the sky almost every month.

There is very little free time, and the time to spend with your lover may be even less.

Like a child who has made a mistake and wants an adult to understand, Ji Xiran wrung his hands to look at her and said, "Xinyan... I have hands and feet, I don't want to rely on you to support me. And—"

"I agree." Before she could finish speaking, Wen Xinyan cut off her words gently.

Ji Xiran froze for a moment, "Is it so refreshing?"

"Otherwise, do you want me to seek death and life to hinder you?" Wen Xinyan smiled helplessly, looking at her with very focused eyes, with a little sadness, "It was because of me that you gave up your dream, why should I still give up your dream?" Make you give up your freedom?"

Ji Xiran's nose was acidic, "There's nothing to give up, it's just because I love you."

Wen Xinyan looked at her tenderly, "I love you too."

Being stared at by her eyes like this, even God can't resist.

It was obviously November, and the surrounding area seemed to be heating up. After staring at each other for a long time, their lips got closer and closer, but just when they were about to touch each other, the door was knocked open with a "touch".

The two were startled, turned their heads to look at the door, and saw a middle-aged woman standing at the door, blocking the light, holding on to the door tightly, her eyes seemed to be able to breathe fire.

Five years later, she dressed a lot better, dyed her hair, and seemed to be much younger. Under the pile of jewels, Ji Xiran still recognized the identity of the woman who broke into a private house at a glance.

Wen Jin advocates her difficult wife.

Ji Xiran shivered unconsciously, and subconsciously hid behind Wen Xinyan.

Standing behind the door, Chen Lian's face was too dark. Seeing them looking over, he shrugged his shoulders to Wen Xinyan in a helpless gesture, "Your mother broke into my office directly. I didn't want to bring her here, but she said that if If I don't take her there, she won't leave the company."

There was a lot of noise in the company, which extremely hindered the work, but because she was Wen Xinyan's mother, they couldn't let the security guard take her away.

Wen Xinyan's face turned pale in an instant, and when she was sitting on the sofa with Ji Xiran, her mother rushed in aggressively, pointed at Ji Xiran and said angrily, "You evil spirit who won't leave Xing, why are you back again?"

"Mom!" Wen Xinyan quickly stood up and stood in front of Ji Xiran, her expression was so cold that she could freeze, "It's so late, and Mom still doesn't rest, why did you come to my place to make trouble?"

This is the person she likes, even if it's her own mother, don't scold her!

Seeing her daughter standing in front of that murderous little girl, Wu Lian felt a surge of anger in her heart, which made her wish she could swallow Ji Xiran alive.

Her daughter used to listen to her a lot, but ever since she met this Ji Xiran, she played against her every day and provoked their mother and daughter to fight against each other.

Picking up the thin-necked vase on the tea cabinet, Wu Lian blushed with anger, and said angrily to her daughter, "Okay, you, your wings are stiff, so you dare to challenge your mother! You were so sensible and filial before, It was all caused by this woman!"

In the past, Wen Xinyan would have softened her heart, but now she saw the familiar face in front of her, and she just wanted to sneer, "Is it true that parents are only allowed to beat their children, and children are not allowed to resist? You are only allowed to restrain me, no Allow me to resist! From a young age, you taught me to be sensible, and others slandered me, and you told me to be sensible, so I will be sensible and endure; when others targeted me, they threw all my clothes and homework into the toilet, and I cried to find you, In addition to telling me to endure it, you gave me a slap; others beat me to death, and you still blame me for offending them. I am ignorant, heh, how sensible I am, don’t the people in the village know?! Ever since I got rich, how many people in the village have never begged me! How many people have you shown off in front of, tell me!"

As if a balloon that had been suppressed for many years finally burst under the pressure, Wen Xinyan looked at the woman in gold and silver in front of her, and felt no kindness in her heart. New and old grudges added up, leaving only bone-destroying hatred.

Pointing at the door, he said angrily, "I don't want to see you! Your nephews and nieces are going to sweep the road and pick up dung and don't care about my business! Let me go!"

This turn of events was unexpected by everyone present, and Ji Xiran looked at Wen Xinyan in amazement. In her memory, Wen Xinxin had never lost her temper.

"Okay...okay...you were stunned by a woman, I'm going, why don't I go!"

Wu Lian got dizzy with anger, and was obsessed for a while. Looking at Ji Xiran, she was so angry that her heart was blocked. Immediately, she didn't care about 21, and threw the vase in her hand at Ji Xiran.

"Even if I leave, I will beat her to death before leaving!"

When she rushed up, Ji Xiran subconsciously closed her eyes and sighed inwardly, she was doomed now.

"Xixi!" Standing at the door, Chen Lian was scared out of her wits. She yelled, and was about to rush up to save someone, when she heard a "crash", the vase in her hand shattered, and sharp pieces splashed out.

Unexpectedly, the pain did not sweep over, Ji Xiran opened his eyes in a daze.

Seeing Wen Xinyan leaning in front of her, her back was covered in blood.

"Don't... be afraid."

She smiled softly.

Just like the smile she showed when she pulled her out of the mud puddle, generally.