y, and some of them chatted from time to time.Have you seen the parents of Zhuo Yunan and Lu Kuo"Saw it, pretty plain.""Judging by their everyday attire, I thought they came from wealthy families."But...Luyu, who was beside him, had drunk too much. She clung to Shutinglan and wouldn't let go, crying as she said...

“I’m sorry, I, Lu Yaoyao, have never done anything wrong to anyone except you.”

"I don't want to either, but Teacher Cheng is scary..."

But Teacher Cheng is much better now...

Lu Kuo saw Zhuo Yu'an frown, and he pulled Lu Yaoyao up.

“Shut your mouth, you drunkard.”

She walked while dragging Lu YaoYao with super disdain. Then she remembered that Lu YaoYao was at least a female star now, and it wouldn't be good if the reporters took pictures of this. So she took off her own jacket and put it over Lu YaoYao’s head before pulling her outside.

“I’m in charge of her, you’re in charge of listening to Lan Ha.” Lu Kuo also didn't expect Shu Tinglan to get drunk, his head was aching.

"Hmm." Zhu Yu'an sat beside Shu Tinglan, watching her quietly rest her head on the table, eyes open and fixed on him, they were especially bright, and her face was flushed.

Zuo Yu'an reached out and tucked the strand of hair that had fallen onto her cheek behind her ear. She didn't resist, and even smiled at him, as obedient as could be. Zuo Yu'an's heart was melting. How many years had it been since he last saw her like this, so unguarded around him.

So he stayed by her side at that rather messy table, not even letting the waiter come in to clear it away. After a while, she leaned on the table and fell asleep with her eyes closed.

He then gently lifted her and carried her to the garage to take her home.

The wine was indeed good. After getting drunk, she became very well-behaved, quietly leaning on his shoulder, not crying or making a fuss, letting him take her home. When he put her on her bed, Zhuo Yu'an couldn't help but sneak a kiss. At that time, he didn't want to go further. First, she was drunk, and he didn't want to take advantage of her. Second, the self-deprecation in her eyes that night made him feel heartache. That night, she said she was a terrible person, and he couldn't bear to see her belittle herself like that.

He didn't expect that when he secretly kissed her, thinking she was still asleep, she would suddenly open her eyes, looking at him with misty, soft eyes.

Though he knew she was drunk and unconscious, his heart still beat rapidly like a drum. Fortunately, he still had some sense. Right now, their relationship was truly inappropriate.

Just as he was about to push himself up and leave, Tinglan's hands suddenly shot up and wrapped around his neck, forcing him to fall back into her.

She was very forward and came on to him.

Zuo Yu'an cursed under his breath, even a gentleman couldn't bear it. Especially when he dodged her gaze, she would immediately look at him with teary eyes, like a wronged child who didn't get candy.

"You... you're drunk," he croaked, those four words feeling heavy and difficult to utter. His body felt stiff, unnaturally so, and his heart hammered against his ribs like a trapped bird.

This person just keeps coming on to me, practically hanging all over me.

Even though he was despicable, he could no longer bear it. His body was about to explode. He flipped the script and retaliated with a fierce attack.

Both of them hadn't done it in over three years, a longing that couldn't be described in words. All they could do was keep pressing against each other fiercely, burning into each other until they were ashes to find even the slightest relief.

It's too familiar. Even drunk and hazy, Shu Tinglan remembers everything he does, every move, over and over again, through thick and thin.

After who knows how long, she finally calmed down and stopped fussing. She clutched the blanket corner and curled up into a ball, falling asleep. Zhuo Yu'an was also tired, so he hugged her from behind as if he couldn't bear to let go of a drug addict. He knew she wouldn't wake up drunk, so he felt at ease holding her.

He left at dawn, tidying up the battlefield from last night before he went. He smoothed out the wrinkled sheets, cleaned the garbage on the floor, and carefully dressed her, restoring everything to its original state. It wasn't that he couldn't face it, but he knew she couldn't. He didn't want to put any pressure on her. After all, they had plenty of time. He would have her eventually.

Shu Tinglan woke up with aches all over her body. When she woke up, there was a moment of blankness in her brain, then several pictures gradually flashed by. She had been drinking with Lu YaoYao, and after a while, she became somewhat disoriented. It seemed that Zhuo Yu'an sent her home.

Zhu Yu'an

She instantly sat up, threw back the covers and looked at herself. Seeing that she was dressed neatly, she let out a huge sigh of relief. So, she had a spring...dream last night And the object of her affection was even Zhuo YUAN

But the dream was too realistic, she hurriedly got up and went to the bathroom to look in the mirror. She looked at her pale neck, there were no traces of kisses. She then unbuttoned her shirt and looked inside, it was smooth and unmarked. Only then did she truly breathe a sigh of relief. Because with Zhu YUAN's "violence", he always had to leave marks on her body before being satisfied in the past.

How could she know the immense effort Zhu Yu'an had exerted last night to control himself and leave no trace on her body Her skin was so fair and delicate, a mere touch of pressure would leave bruises.

Last night, I loved her, protected her, and avoided anything that might hurt her.

Shu Tinglan's face flushed, all because last night's dream was too real, and there were many blushing and heart-pounding details. Did she really need a man so much that even her dreams were so realistic

The alarm on her phone went off, jolting her out of her daydreams. She hurriedly packed her belongings and rushed to the airport.

As she stepped out with her suitcase, she subconsciously glanced at her neighbor's door. Suddenly, an image flashed in her mind: Zhu Yuhan's voice, soft and smiling, whispering in her ear.

"Honey, please keep it down, you'll wake up the neighbors."

Then her broken voice came from his lips, quivering and spilling out.

As soon as she imagined that scene, she was struck like lightning. Her steps felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and she floated in a state between dream and reality. Yet, she absolutely couldn't go to Zhuo Yu-an to confirm it. She felt lost and absentminded as she pressed the elevator button to go downstairs.

Actually, her neighbor has been living abroad and only comes back to the country very rarely. Even if there was a big commotion, it wouldn't disturb them. Besides, their house is pretty well insulated.

My mind was racing with thoughts, as if my imagination had run wild. I grabbed my suitcase and headed downstairs, only to be met with the sight of Zhuo Yuyan's car parked right at our building entrance. He was inside, sitting in the driver's seat, and rolled down the window.

“I'll take you to the airport.”

Shutinglan thought about her dream last night, a wave of guilt washing over her. She didn't refuse and put her luggage in the car. This time, she took the initiative to sit in his co-pilot seat. Actually, she wanted to find clues, to see if it was a dream or reality.

Zuo Yu'an suddenly leaned over, she jumped back in fright.

"Fasten your seatbelt," Zhuo Yu'an smiled.

"Okay," she said, taking the seatbelt from him and fastening it.

He stepped on the gas and drove away.

Shu Tinglan looked out the window at the familiar street scene, gripping the seatbelt tightly in his hand. He was trying to figure out how to speak up.

“Uh, how did I get back last night”

"You're drunk, I'll take you home."

"Oh. I... didn't do anything to you, did I" she asked nonetheless, because in the dream, it had been her doing the initiating.

Zhuo Yu'an glanced at her, intentionally making her nervous by not answering.

Shu Tinglan's heart instantly picked up, and a feeling of shame washed over her.

At this point, Zhu Yuyan spoke slowly.

What do you want to do to me

Shu Tinglan fell silent, unwilling to pay him any more attention.

As we passed the highway toll booth, there were a few cars ahead of us. We had to queue up and he said...

“Tinglan, after you go back, think about it carefully. I know you still have feelings for me.” she just looks a little smaller next to him because he's so tall. 。Just as Lu Kuo came back home to get something, Song Jingye took his leave. He had finished his business in Beijing and was going ba...