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    Finally, he let out a small breath of anger and pissed off that disgusting Cao Yishan.

    Although very childish, Ning Zeran was so childish that when he thought about it, he couldn't bear to look directly at the self who doubled his eyelids.

    He has a little bit of inner double, which can be seen whenever his brows are wrinkled.  As an adult, there are very few troublesome things that make him frown, so almost no one knows this little secret about his eyes.

    So, of course, it is impossible for Yan Han to know.

    Therefore, what Yan Han likes is Cao Yishan's single eyelids, and his is just a substitute for his first love.

    The hostility in his stomach became stronger and stronger, and he couldn't stay in the office anymore, and the small space made him feel more and more stuffy.

    Ning Zeran was driving on the street, not knowing where to go.

    Originally, if Yanhan was sensible, he should call him or send a WeChat message in the past two days, and pass him a step down.

    But the phone didn't even move.

    But after hearing what Cao Yishan said today, if he went to Anyuan again now, he felt that he might not be able to control himself; however, if he let Yanhan stay outside, he was a little worried that Yanhan would be deceived by Cao Yishan's rhetoric  up.

    His little lover actually flirted with other men like this in high school, and did so many sour things, and now he really has to guard against it.

    As soon as the steering wheel was turned, he simply drove towards the villa. For the convenience of the past two days, he stayed in the Aisha Hotel, and went home to relax.

    It was nearly dusk, and the villa was covered by the afterglow of the setting sun. From a distance, it felt like a warm home.

    He couldn't help but think of Yan Han's two months living here. As soon as he returned to the villa, his little lover would come out to greet him, take his bag and coat for him, and ask him softly, what would he like to drink, and if he wanted to pinch his shoulders and beat him?  If he is not busy and is in a good mood, Yan Han will still sit beside him and talk about his new discoveries of the day.

    Today I tried mixing fruit and vegetable salad, it tastes very good, do you want to try it?

    Today Ji Ran dragged me to listen to the song again, it's really nice.

    Today, Lao Ding taught me how to prune leaves. I learned a bit, and my flowers really look better

    Different from his succinct way of speaking, Yan Han always speaks softly and softly, and most of the ending sounds are modal particles. She also likes to prolong and become slow, which is very nice; she is always very shy,  She often looks at him and avoids her eyes, but occasionally when she looks at him intently, her eyes are clear and pure, as if he is full of love and need.

    He always thought it was her nature, timid and shy.

    However, Cao Yishan's words enlightened him.

    It turns out that this is "fear", Yan Han is afraid of him, not loves him.

    Even if he has never been in a relationship before, he understands that two people who love each other cannot be in such a fearful way of getting along, just like how Jian Mi treats Huo Nan Bei, she is gentle and playful with every frown and smile, she can act coquettishly and play petty temper to her heart's content  .

    What kind of conceit did he have to think that Yan Han loved him deeply?

    Sitting in the car, he calmed down, finally took out his mobile phone, and typed three words on Yanhan's WeChat: Come to the villa.

    After getting off the car, Ning Zeran walked slowly on the path.  Lao Ding, a gardener by the roadside, was pruning branches, and he greeted him quickly when he saw him.  He stopped and stared at the tall Sansevieria clump behind Lao Ding.

    Sansevieria is very tall and straight, with straight orchid leaves, inlaid with gold and silver edges, which looks full of vitality.

    Lao Ding was a little flustered by him, and quickly asked: "Young master, what's the matter? This flower has grown well recently, and it should bloom in a month or two."

    Ning Zeran didn't make a sound, and his face turned slightly ugly.

    "Miss Yan likes this flower the most," Lao Ding muttered, "I'm going to die of joy when I see it blooming"

    "Dig it." Ning Zeran spit out two words.

    Lao Ding almost thought he heard it wrong, and asked in amazement: "What? You mean you dug up the sansevieria?"

    "Yes, don't keep a piece of it, dig it up immediately." Ning Zeran said coldly, and strode away.

    The dinner was a bit boring. Originally, Ning Jiran would still talk about anecdotes in the company. Today, seeing Ning Zeran's expression, he immediately finished the meal in twos, saying that he was busy following up the progress of the project and left the table early.  Ning Xuran was still living in the camp and would not be back until tomorrow. Ning Zeran was the only one in the huge restaurant, and the sound of the clashing of spoons and dishes echoed in the air.

    He was a little restless.

    Faint rumors outsideI won't hit her, I just reason with her.  "Ning Zeran squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Now you can leave, right?"  "

    "Okay, okay," Ning Jiran breathed a sigh of relief, and grinned, "I see, your life is too boring, let's make the quarrel more interesting, quarrel at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, right?"

    "Get out." Ning Zeran said coldly.

    Ning Jiran hurriedly got out, and closed the door for them intimately by the way.

    "Tell me, when did you meet?" Ning Zeran suppressed his anger, and his voice was indifferent.

    Yan Han hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "That day at the class reunion Later he also came and said a few words to me"

    "Very good," Ning Zeran's forehead was throbbing with veins, "Why didn't you tell me that day?"

    "I didn't know you knew him. Besides, I really only said a few words. I can't even have the freedom to speak. It's not" Yan Han bit his lip and swallowed the word "prisoner"  In the throat, the stubbornness in the eyes flashed past.

    Ning Zeran choked, and said for a long time: "According to what you said, this Cao Yishan just met and talked to you casually? To you, he is an ordinary person?"

    Yan Han thought for a while, and answered honestly: "It's a little better than ordinary people."

    Ning Zeran didn't believe it, the Sansevieria agreement, the ambiguous love letter, that young first lovehow could the hero of that love be just a "better than ordinary" character?  However, he didn't want to pursue it any further. If he pursued it any further, he would hurt others and himself.

    "Well, I believe you this time," he said flatly, "However, in the future, you are not allowed to meet him alone again. If he comes to pester you again, you should call me as soon as possible."

    Yan Han nodded hurriedly, finally letting go of the heart that had been straining for more than a week.

    "Then Ishall I go back first?" She asked hesitantly.

    Ning Zeran became angry again, did he plan to tease him and pat his butt and leave?

    He beckoned to the little lover, watched the little lover cautiously approach him, raised his face timidly towards him, his eyes were glistening from crying just now.

    His throat was a little dry, he grabbed his hands and squeezed hard, the little lover let out a soft cry, and the warm and fragrant nephrite that had been missing for a week crashed into his arms.

    "Come here today, is there anything else you want to say to me?" He lowered his head and stroked that lip, his voice hoarse.

    Yan Han grabbed his back vigorously, and under his continuous harassment, a layer of crimson gradually appeared on his face.

    "I'm sorry" She apologized again with a slight breath.

    Ning Zeran's chest was suffocated, and he comforted himself repeatedly in his heart: Forget it, don't bother with her anymore.  As long as she is still around, one day she will completely forget her first love.

    "Miss me?" He threatened and bit his lips.

    Yan Han's breathing was a little short, and he nodded slightly after a while.

    The tide of emotion that has been suppressed for more than a week is accompanied by shallow joy. At this moment, how can a light kiss satisfy Ning Zeran's desire?  He didn't care to think about those messy things anymore, he immediately hugged Yan Hanheng, and walked into the bedroom impatiently.

    Ning Zeran gently kissed her, and slowly entered her, branding her with his own breath, preventing any possibility of other men coveting her.

    The woman in front of her eyes was dazed, and she was still a little uneasy amidst the emotion.

    "Look at me and call my name." Ning Zeran ordered in a hoarse voice.

    "Zeran" With a trill, Yan Han murmured these two words over and over again.

    "Tomorrow Throw away your Sansevieria" Ning Zeran continued to order in her ear.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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