: It is natural to have hatred in life, Shui Changdong (56)

Author: Yaoli

On the first day after being discharged from the hospital, I slept in the office lounge.

Because of the few days of rest, many projects have been postponed. Even Mr. Yan, who is far away from abroad, called to ask.

Mr. Yan did not ask her why she was hospitalized. "Domestic matters are not difficult, so why have they not been resolved for so long? Do you know that your delay will affect my foreign financing?"

Mr. Yan's voice was not loud, but his tone was serious, "If you can't do such a small thing well, are all the people under you weak?"

Yan Ran lowered his head and flexibly turned the pen with his slender fingers, "I will solve it."

"This is the best, the time is limited, and I see that you have quite a lot of energy recently, and you still have time to coax your little lover. It seems that you are getting more and more wanton in my absence."

Yan Ran paused, raised his eyelids, and looked unpredictable, "Are you investigating me?"

The air solidified. After a while, Mr. Yan said coldly: "Mr. Ye told me two days ago that her daughter has returned to China. You met her when you were a child. That girl is very attached to you. You also know that Mr. Ye is like that."

A daughter is very precious. Doesn’t the company want to negotiate a cooperation with the Ye family recently? I agreed for you. You can contact her later to say hello. "

Yan Ran closed his eyes, and the fingers holding the pen turned white, "I don't have time."

"You don't have time?" Mr. Yan almost laughed angrily, "Why do you still think about being a lover when you don't have time? Isn't it embarrassing?"

There was no room for communication at all, Yan Ran said nothing, and Mr. Yan had no intention of taking her opinion, so he hung up after only a few words.

Yan Ran took a deep breath, let go of his hand, and the pen fell on the table with a crisp sound.

After staying in the company for half a month, one and a half nights later, Yan Ran was still reading documents and had already refilled two cups of coffee.

The cell phone at hand rang.

She glanced casually and her eyes froze.

After a long time, Yan Ran answered the call just a second before the call was about to be hung up.

The other person didn't speak. Fu Ji held his breath and could only hear her shallow breathing. He didn't speak. After a while, Yan Ran hung up the phone.

Within three seconds, the phone rang again. Yan Ran answered it slowly and remained silent.

Both sides were silent, as if there was a silent confrontation.

I don't know how long it took, but Fu Ji's voice, which could not be heard as happy or angry, came over the phone, "You're not going to come back, are you?"

Yan Ran held his forehead, the watch on his wrist reflected the light, "Busy."

"So busy that you don't even have time to go home?"

"right."

"Do you think I will believe it?" Fu Ji was very cold, cruel and threatening, "If you don't come back, I will leave."

This time, Yan Ran's breathing seemed to be much lighter.

But Yan Ran still said: "Go back after your work."

The phone was hung up harshly.

Yan Ran lit a cigarette and sighed tiredly.

On the next day, Yan Ran went back.

It was half past ten in the evening when she went back, and there was no light in the villa.

The bedroom was dark, Fu Ji might have fallen asleep.

Yan Ran walked over, pulled up the quilt, half-crouched in front of him, and looked at his features.

I didn't turn on the light either, so I just used the moonlight outside the window.

Fu Ji's facial features are very good-looking, with sharp and handsome outlines. It's fine with his eyes closed, but when he opens his eyes, the suffocating sense of gloom and indifference is too strong.

She kissed Fu Ji's forehead and suddenly heard him ask: "Aren't you very busy? Why are you back?"

His voice was cold, his attitude was bad, and his questions were sarcastic.

Yan Ran didn't react for a moment and left slowly, silently.

Fu Ji got up and looked at her, his eyes wide awake and not sleepy at all.

Yan Ran's eyes were dim but gentle. She was quiet and did not explain.

But those eyes seemed to be able to see through Fu Ji's entire being.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Fu Ji became impatient.

Yan Ran wanted to smile, but couldn't. She lowered her eyes slightly and said, "I miss you."

Fu Ji gave her a sincere and cruel smile, "I don't miss you at all, and I hope you never come back."

He didn't seem to want to pretend anymore, as if he wasn't the one who came back after coldly questioning Yan Ran last time.

Yan Ran raised her hand, held his face, and left a gentle and soft kiss on the corner of his lips.

She whispered, seeming very tired.

"Don't make trouble, I don't like to hear it."

Fu Ji wanted to ask sarcastically: It was none of his business if he wanted to hear it, but when he met Yan Ran's eyes, he couldn't say those harsh words for some reason.

Those amber eyes seemed to tremble in the darkness, like a small boat drifting on the majestic sea and being beaten by the heavy rain.

Yan Ran quickly let him go and went to the bathroom.

The two of them haven't slept together for a long time.

The familiar aroma hit him, and Fu Ji had to admit that he could feel it, it made him feel itchy, and he was even fascinated.

Yan Ran hugged him skillfully, and the warm breath filled the air, quickly warming his cold skin, and the light fragrance enveloped his whole body.

The blood rushes to his cheeks, and his breathing becomes hot.

He couldn't stand it anymore, but he couldn't bear the warmth.

Sweat was pouring out, and the muscles all over his body were tense. He clenched his hands tightly on his side, and veins bulged out on his perfect muscles.

Fu Ji closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep.

But Yan Ran was still breathing into his ear, as if on purpose.

Her lips were almost touching his ear.

She said, "What are you doing these days? Are you bored alone?"

Fu Ji didn't understand what she was asking at all, he frowned and pursed his thin lips into a straight line.

Yan Ran was still asking, "If you're bored, you can go out and make more friends. It's also good to go out and have some fun. But you have to be cautious when making friends, and you have to pay attention to your sense of proportion. Don't get too close to certain people. Will it spread out?

It sounds good..."

She talked for a long time and received no response, so she asked, "Xiaoji, are you listening to me?"

"Xiao Ji."

Xiaoji, Xiaoji, Xiaoji——

Over and over again, calling in that hoarse and almost sexy voice, gentle and lingering.

At that moment, Fu Ji felt like a volcano erupted in his head, and his reason was burned away in an instant.

The blood all over his body was ignited in an instant, and there was only one thought left in his mind, which was to tightly hold Yan Ran, pinch her chin, and viciously block that chattering mouth!

It's best to never say anything, so that you don't have the ability to disturb his heart.

He suddenly pressed Yan Ran down, pressed Yan Ran's chin, and kissed her.

Restless, reckless, impatient, uncontrollable, unable to dodge, everything turned into a rough and sick kiss.

It was an extremely terrifying kiss, so strong that it seemed like the person was about to be swallowed.
Chapter completed!