He lay outside feeling a little nervous, the faint scent of jasmine lingering around his nose. She had smelled jasmine-scented soap, which he usually smelled too. Why didn't it smell so good to him?
They were about a foot apart, and Su Yan suddenly felt a little regretful for staying. How could he possibly sleep like this?
When he was struggling with his inner thoughts, he suddenly saw the woman next to him gently move towards him. Her soft body touched him, and his heartbeat suddenly quickened.
She leaned on his shoulder, hugged him, and whispered, "Ayan."
Su Yan's head buzzed, and he lost all his rationality in an instant. He turned over and pressed her on the bed. His eyes were filled with desire and his breathing became rapid.
She looked at him, her slightly moist eyes seemed filled with longing. He could hardly bear it anymore, and leaned over to kiss her lips. His big hands reached into her body from under her clothes, acting recklessly.
She climbed onto his shoulders and let him possess her. Her porcelain-white face gradually flushed. She closed her eyes, and a tear rolled down silently from the corner of her eye.
The next morning, when Chen Qinghan struggled to wake up, it was already bright.
She tried to sit up with her weak body, but as soon as she moved, she was pulled back down by an arm around her waist.
Su Yan hugged her from behind, his voice slightly hoarse: "What's wrong?"
"It's time to get up."
He nuzzled the tip of his nose into her hair: "Yeah."
He took a deep breath, hmm, she smells so good.
Chen Qinghan suddenly felt that the person behind her began to change, her face changed, and she quickly broke his hand around her waist.
But it was too late. He kissed her neck, and his big hands began to wander over her naked body, muttering in a hoarse voice, "Qing'er."
Her pupils suddenly dilated, her face flushed red, and she held his hand: "Meng Yan."
"Hmm?" He then raised his head slightly and looked at her angry little face.
"Don't go too far." She gritted her teeth.
She wanted to satisfy him, but not in such an unrestrained way!
He responded with his mouth, then covered her lips and said vaguely, "Just once, the last time, I promise."
“Hmm…”
An hour later, he finally took her out.
In the carriage, Su Yan held her hand and said, "When we meet Madam Xie later, ask her to help you. It would be best if she could prescribe a medicinal recipe for you, and it would also help you to heal your body."
Chen Qinghan had a stern face and said nothing. Perhaps he was really angry and pulled his hand back.
Su Yan was stunned for a moment, but a smile flashed in his eyes: "Why are you still as angry as before?"
Chen Qinghan tightened her hands in her sleeves and lowered her eyes. She hadn't been angry for a long time.
The carriage stopped at Hefeng Tower. Su Yan put a veil on her head. The white gauze curtain was as long as her waist, covering her head tightly so that her face could not be seen at all.
He led her out of the carriage and strode into the restaurant.
"Master Su is here!" The waiter came out to greet him warmly. "Master Xie is already waiting in the private room on the second floor."
"Tuo."
Su Yan was about to pull her upstairs when suddenly an acquaintance came down from upstairs.
"Lord Su, are you in a good mood? Do you want to have a drink at Hefenglou again today?" Her voice was charming and sweet like syrup.
Chen Qinghan raised his eyes to look at her, and even through the curtain he could tell that the girl in front of him was very beautiful.
Su Yan's eyes froze, and he responded with a cold expression. He was about to pull Chen Qinghan around her and go upstairs.
Liu Qingru blocked their way. She glanced at him holding the woman with her charming eyes, tightened her hand holding the fan, and smiled indifferently, "Is this your new favorite?"
Chen Qinghan's body stiffened and his breathing stopped for a moment.
Su Yan's face darkened: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Liu Qingru was frightened and her face turned pale. It was the first time she saw Su Yan lose his temper.
Everyone knew that Su Yan had a bad temper, so he never looked down on prostitutes and treated them with courtesy instead.
Su Yan directly pulled Chen Qinghan upstairs without stopping.
After going up to the second floor, Su Yan turned around to look at Chen Qinghan, with some panic and guilt in his eyes: "She and I, were... "
Chen Qinghan hid his eyes and said softly, "I know."
"What?"
"Come in first, don't keep people waiting."
Su Yan walked stiffly into the private room with her. She took off her veil, her face still calm and expressionless, without a trace of anger.
"Mrs. Chen."
When Wanruo saw them come in, she stood up and walked over.
Seeing Wanruo, Chen Qinghan pursed his lips and smiled, "Thank you, Madam."
Wanruo pulled her into the room and said, "I have something to ask you."
Only after the door to the inner room was closed did Su Yan withdraw his gaze in a daze.
Xie Xianyu, still sitting by the window drinking tea, glanced at him and said, "What's wrong with you? You're not happy even though you've brought the person back?"
Su Yan walked over and sat down by the window, looking a little panicked: "We just ran into Liu Qingru downstairs."
"So what?"
"She doesn't seem to care much about Liu Qingru."
Xie Xianyu said nonchalantly, "That's even worse."
Su Yan's expression couldn't hide his gloom: "She seems to not care about me that much anymore."
"That should be it."
Su Yan's face turned even paler.
Xie Xianyu drank his tea leisurely. "Wanruo even gets angry when I talk to another woman. Women are always very clear about whether they care or not."
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