Chapter 819 Fu Nian'an: Yan Yan, be good...
"You!" Xu Qingyin's face turned ashen with anger, but then she suddenly remembered something and sneered, "You think you can change your fate by joining Huanxing? Let me tell you, you'll soon find out that you're a jinx, and everyone who gets involved with you will suffer!"
This wasn't the first time Le Yan had heard Xu Qingyin call herself a jinx, nor was it the first time she had heard Xu Qingyin curse someone she cared about.
If it were before, she would have rushed up and fought her. Anyway, it's already a mess, so it doesn't matter.
But now...
With the opera tour imminent, Le Yan didn't want to cause any trouble.
Xu Qingyin wanted to provoke her.
She wanted to repeat the paint incident.
But this time, Le Yan will not do as Xu Qingyin wishes.
She is now a key artist being cultivated by Huanxing, and her every move affects Huanxing.
She is now Fu Nian'an's girlfriend, and her words and actions will indirectly influence how others perceive Fu Nian'an.
Therefore, she needs to live more cautiously and rationally than before.
We must stop acting impulsively!
Le Yan took a deep breath, too lazy to waste any more words with Xu Qingyin, and turned to walk directly to her room.
Xu Qingyin glared at Le Yan with resentment.
Lin Leyan, you wait, I will destroy everyone you care about, one by one!
I want you to know that you are the kind of person who doesn't deserve care!
...
Le Yan returned to her room, and as she closed the door, she let out a heavy sigh.
Fortunately, Xu Qingyin was only staying for a week and only cooperating on one performance in Beicheng. Otherwise, she really wasn't sure how long she could endure Xu Qingyin's malice every day.
She walked to the sofa, lay down, and took out her phone to call Lin Xiangyu.
Lin Xiangyu's phone rang, but no one answered for a long time.
Le Yan frowned and dialed twice more.
No one answered.
Could it be that he's been too busy taking care of Lin's father?
Le Yan thought that was probably it.
She put down her phone and got up to change into her yoga clothes.
The new assistant won't arrive until tomorrow. She took out her yoga mat and was just about to start exercising when the doorbell suddenly rang.
Le Yan paused for a moment.
Who would come looking for her at this hour?
Could it be a new assistant?
Such high efficiency?
Le Yan got up and walked towards the door. Once there, just to be safe, she glanced through the peephole first.
The next second, she was shocked and uncertain. She looked again and confirmed that she hadn't seen it wrong!
Leyan immediately opened the door!
Outside the door, Fu Nian'an stood tall and handsome in a long black trench coat.
"How did you get here?!" Le Yan was overjoyed and threw herself into his arms.
Fu Nian'an held the person tightly and pushed the suitcase inside with one hand.
The door closed.
The next moment, Le Yan was picked up by him.
It's the kind of support that's held from the front, like when you're holding a baby.
Le Yan let out a soft cry, her two slender legs encircling the man's strong waist.
Her face flushed instantly and her heart pounded.
Fu Nian'an looked at her, his eyes deep, "Did you miss me?"
Le Yan nodded, her heart pounding wildly. "I do."
Fu Nian'an chuckled softly, supporting her buttocks with one large hand and holding the back of her head with the other, then fiercely kissing her soft lips.
Le Yan closed her eyes, wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, and responded softly.
The bedroom door was pushed open, and Le Yan, realizing his intention, quickly turned her head away, panting, and said, "Wait, I've been training all day and I'm sweating..."
Fu Nian'an paused, then smiled and asked, "Shall we take a shower?"
"Yes, I need to wash." Le Yan said shyly, "Put me down first..."
The man smiled and said, "Let's shower together."
Le Yan was startled, her beautiful eyes widening in surprise. "Ah? This isn't good... Ugh!"
Fu Nian'an gave her no room to resist, and carried her into the bathroom while kissing her.
The bathroom door closed, and Leyan's back pressed against the wall.
Fu Nian'an's large hands roamed over her exquisite yoga clothes.
After a moment, he stopped, glanced helplessly at Le Yan's yoga clothes, and finally his gaze fell on her chest...
The man frowned. "Isn't it uncomfortable to be tied so tightly?"
Le Yan: "...They're all like that, and this one is elastic."
Fu Nian'an frowned slightly, her voice low and hoarse, "This is not good."
Le Yan asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
The man looked serious and solemn, "It's not easy to take it off."
Le Yan: "..."
After hesitating for a moment, Le Yan finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Fu Nian'an pinched her cheek, "What are you laughing at? Are you deliberately buying this tight thing to torture me?"
Le Yan blinked innocently, "Honestly, I didn't know you were coming... and I didn't expect you to come here and then... I was supposed to be training!"
Fu Nian'an stared at the girl's luscious lips, which he had sucked until they were wet and glistening. His throat tightened, and he lowered his head again to take her lips into his mouth.
"Good girl, be good, take it off yourself, okay?"
Le Yan was so aroused by him that she became numb and, in a daze, gave in to his wishes.
As her restraints were removed, Le Yan's breathing quickened, her tightly closed eyes fluttering with trembling eyelashes...
A burning hot body pressed tightly against her.
Afterwards, she was carried into the shower stall, the showerhead was turned on, and warm water was sprayed down.
Le Yan's back was pressed against the cold marble wall, and in front of her was a man's burning hot body.
The interplay of ice and fire caused Le Yan to shiver slightly.
Fu Nian'an can do anything very well, even things he doesn't have much experience with, he can still give Le Yan an ultimate experience.
Le Yan's face was wet, and she couldn't tell if it was water or her own tears. She could only instinctively hug Fu Nian'an tightly and call Fu Nian'an's name over and over again.
The voice was intermittent, like weeping and sobbing, pitiful to hear, yet it only fueled the man in front of her to become even more frenzied and domineering...
From the bathroom to the large bed, Le Yan began to beg for mercy.
That soft, cat-like pleading made Fu Nian'an lose control even more.
But Le Yan was truly capable of crying, and Fu Nian'an, being soft-hearted, reluctantly let her go.
...
The sheets are so wet I can't sleep on them.
Fu Nian'an carried Le Yan to the bathroom to shower.
The two put on their pajamas, and Fu Nian'an carried Le Yan to the sofa and put her down.
Le Yan leaned back on the sofa, feeling limp all over.
Fu Nian'an called the hotel to have someone change the sheets.
Before the cleaner came up, Fu Nian'an carried Le Yan to the next room.
After all, Le Yan is a celebrity.
The cleaners worked very quickly.
After the sheets were changed, Fu Nian'an opened the door to the second bedroom.
Le Yan lay on the bed, feeling somewhat drowsy.
Fu Nian'an bent down, picked her up, and carried her to the sofa in the living room.
Le Yan sat on his lap, leaning lazily against his shoulder, "I'm hungry."
Fu Nian'an smiled and said, "I've ordered the food."
"I think this kind of thing is more tiring than training!"
Fu Nian'an chuckled softly, "Is it possible that your physical fitness is just too poor?"
"You're too strong!"
Fu Nian'an's Adam's apple bobbed as he wrapped his large hand around the woman's slender waist: "Yangyang, do you know how dangerous it is for you to be nestled in a man's arms right now and tell him you're too strong?"
Le Yan didn't know, because she had fallen asleep.
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