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Chapter 269 Beauty is innocent in nature, but sin is the human heart (28)

The clothes got wet, so Yan Ran went back to the room to change into a set of clothes. When he went downstairs, he found that Jian Heng was still there.

What surprised Yan Ran even more was that he was actually watching TV.

You know, Jian Heng had never stayed downstairs for such a long time before, and it was just to watch TV.

The channel that Yan Ran watched was the one that Yan Ran had often seen before, the bloody channel.

The story of you loving me, I loving him, and he loving her is played on it, which is so old that it falls out of place.

Yan Ran sat next to Jian Heng and watched together. The two of them didn't say anything or communicate with each other, but you just finished watching the TV in such an inexplicable atmosphere.

The situation remained the same for the next few days, living under the same roof, like the most familiar strangers.

It was raining outside again. Yan Ran lowered his head to read a book and was fascinated by it. When his neck was sore, he realized that it was already dark.

When putting the book away, Yan Ran suddenly thought that Lu Jinan had put it away for a long time and had not come back.

Although Lu Jinan would stay outside for a long time before, it would never exceed three days at most, but this time Lu Jinan has been away for a week and has not come back.

A bolt of lightning with cold light pierced the thick dark clouds, resounding through the sky and echoing in the sky for a long time. The pale electric light passed through the window, echoing solemnly.

Yan Ran listened to the sound of rain outside, and for some reason her heart beat suddenly fast. This was just a fleeting premonition, and she didn't take it to heart.

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The rain beat against the windows, creating a noisy melody of its own.

The phone rang, and a bony finger picked it up and pressed answer.

"Jian Heng, you heard me first. The car accident was exposed and the police have investigated it. I will cover this matter for you and I will solve it... I only ask you one thing... help me take care of it. Well...ranran..."

The man's voice on the other end of the phone was urgent and vague, accompanied by thunder, enough to tell that the other party's environment was definitely not very good.

But even so, he had to ask and emphasize again and again to take good care of Yan Ran.

The call didn't last for half a minute before it was hung up.

Jian Heng maintained the same posture and stood for a long time.

Thunder and lightning pierced the dark sky, and lightning flashed across the night, illuminating half of the man's handsome and cold face.

The phone screen was still on, reflecting on his face. There was no expression on his face, and his dark eyes reflected an unusually bright light.

Yan Ran.

Yan Ran.

He may really be crazy, just like what normal people call mental illness. At this moment, there is only one person's name in his eyes and in his mind.

Smiling weirdly like a madman in the silent night.

After a long while, he put the phone aside with stiff fingers.

His mind was in chaos at the moment, and no one knew what he was thinking.

He picked up the photo hidden under the pillow, lowered his head and tapped on the photo with his fingertips, and then couldn't help laughing.

He was like a hungry monster that had been entrenched in the darkness for a long time and had opened its mouth, eager to devour everything he saw.

After Yan Ran washed up and was ready to go to bed, there was a sudden knock on the door, very regularly.

Somewhat confused, who else would come to see her so late?

Put on your slippers and open the door.

The lights in the corridor had been turned off, and a tall man stood straight at the door. He was very tall, almost over 1.9 meters tall, and he looked down like a wall.

Yan Ran raised his head and looked at him doubtfully.

Under the dim light, the tall man's expression could not be seen clearly, but his voice could be heard trembling with some emotion.

"I'm a little afraid of thunder, can I sleep with you?"

This was the first time Jian Heng showed weakness in front of Yan Ran.Yan Ran's short hair is indistinguishable from male to female, but she is still a girl in essence. Facing such a tall and strong man, she still feels a little hesitant.

The man standing in front of her seemed to notice her hesitation, and his voice became even lower, "If you don't want to, then forget it."

After speaking, turn around and leave.

Although he looked tall and big, he had a pitiful look. In addition, Yan Ran had seen Jian Heng's illness, which made him soften his heart for a moment.

She grabbed Jian Heng's clothes and kept this pitiful-looking man, but she didn't know that this was no different from luring a wolf into the house.

Although the two people were on the same bed and covered with the same quilt, there was a distance between them, and neither of them crossed this line.

There are thunderstorms and cold wind outside, but it is quiet, harmonious, warm and comfortable inside.

Yan Ran slowly fell asleep listening to the sound of rain, but was soon awakened by the movement around him.

Jian Heng seemed to be really afraid of thunder. His breathing was messy and his shoulders were shaking slightly. Even Yan Ran could feel it.

After a moment of silence, Yan Ran came over and hugged Jian Heng's shoulders from behind.

The man's shoulders were so broad and strong that she couldn't hold them with one arm.

The temperature was transmitted to his body through the thin fabric, and the rich and light bud-like aroma from the person behind him directly stimulated his brain.

He leaned his shoulders back and pretended to shake a bit in an attempt to get away from her, but he only moved twice.

Yan Ran's hand hung on his chest, occasionally patting him comfortingly.

Jian Heng buried his head, lining up the gap and sniffing deeply secretly.

The corners of his lips curved slightly.

No one could see that his downcast eyes concealed endless greed.

Really simple.

It's really a good lie.

As Jian Heng thought about this, his trembling frequency slowly stopped, as if he was really not that scared because of Yan Ran.

He lowered his head tightly, trying to suppress the excitement that overflowed from his heart and showed on his face, almost distorting it.

His pupils dilated with excitement, his breathing became heavy, and his hands clenched the soft quilt with such force that he wanted to tear the quilt into pieces.

At this time, he really wants to smoke and give you a good calm down.

In his current state, he feels exactly the same as when he was ill, even crazier.

And Yan Ran became his only good medicine.

It would be great if Yan Ran was his...

Why can't Yan Ran be his?
So what if Lu Jinan likes it?

He likes it very much too.

If Yan Ran is hidden, doesn't it become his own?

The pleasure overwhelmed his thoughts, and everything suppressed in the depths of darkness surged and boiled like a flash flood.

He only felt a desire that he had never felt before.

It's like the thirst for water of a tourist who is about to die of thirst after wandering in the desert for a long time.

He thought that he was indeed crazy.

The moment her breathing stabilized, the man with his back to her opened his eyes.

　The next chapter is repeated and will be refreshed later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)