On the first day after being discharged from the hospital, I slept in the lounge of the office.

Because of the few days of rest, many projects have been postponed, and even Mr. Yan, who is far away abroad, called to ask.

Mr. Yan didn't ask her why she was hospitalized, "The domestic affairs are not difficult, why haven't they been resolved for so long? Do you know that the delay on your side will affect our foreign financing?"

Old Man Yan's voice was not loud, but his tone was heavy, "I can't do such a small thing well, do all the people under my command eat soft food?"

Yan Ran lowered her head, and turned the pen nimbly with her slender fingers, "I will take care of it."

"This is the best, time is limited, and I see that you are quite energetic recently, and you still have time to coax your little lover. It seems that I am not here, and you are getting more and more presumptuous."

Yan Ran paused, raised his eyelids, and looked unpredictable, "Are you investigating me?"

The air froze, and after a while, Mr. Yan said coldly: "Two days ago, Mr. Ye told me that her daughter has returned to China. You met her when you were a child. That girl is very attached to you. You also know that Mr. Ye is just like that." A daughter is very precious, isn't the company going to discuss a cooperation with the Ye family recently? I promised for you, you can contact her later and say hello."

Yan Ran closed her eyes, her fingers holding the pen turned white, "I'm not free."

"You're not free?" Old Master Yan almost laughed angrily, "Why are you still thinking about being a lover when you're not free? Isn't it embarrassing?"

There was no room for communication at all, Yan Ran didn't say a word, and Mr. Yan didn't intend to take her opinion, so he hung up without talking.

Yan Ran took a deep breath, let go, and the pen fell on the table with a crisp sound.

After staying in the company for half a month, one and a half nights, Yan Ran was still reading documents, and had already refilled two cups of coffee.

The mobile phone at hand rang.

She glanced casually, her eyes fixed.

After a long time, Yan Ran answered the phone one second before it was about to hang up.

The opposite party didn't speak, Fu Ji held his breath, only heard her shallow breathing, and didn't speak, after a while, Yan Ran hung up the phone.

Within three seconds, the phone rang again, but Yan Ran answered it slowly, still silent.

Both sides were silent, as if in a silent confrontation.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Ji's unrecognizable voice came from the phone, "Aren't you planning to come back?"

Yan Ran propped his forehead, the watch on his wrist reflected light, "Busy."

"So busy that you don't have time to go home?"

"Correct."

"Do you think I will believe it?" Fu Ji was very cold, cruel, and threatening, "If you don't come back, I will leave."

This time, Yan Ran's breathing seemed to be much lighter.

But Yan Ran still said: "Go home after work."

The phone was hung up harshly.

Yan Ran lit a cigarette and sighed wearily.

On the second day, Yan Ran went back.

It was 10:30 p.m. when she returned, and there was not a single light in the villa.

The bedroom was pitch black, Fu Ji might have fallen asleep.

Yan Ran walked over, pulled the quilt back, squatted halfway in front of him, and looked at his eyebrows.

I didn't even turn on the lights, so I borrowed the moonlight from the window.

Fu Ji's facial features are all good-looking, with sharp and handsome outlines. It's okay to close his eyes, but the suffocating sense of gloom and indifference when he opens them is too strong.

She kissed Fu Ji's forehead, and suddenly heard the other party ask: "Aren't you busy? What are you doing back?"

The voice was cold, the attitude was bad, and the questioning was sarcasm.

Yan Ran didn't react for a while, and left slowly, silently.

Fu Ji got up and looked at her, his eyes were sober, without any sleepiness.

Yan Ran's eyes were dim, but very gentle, she was quiet and did not try to explain.

But those eyes seemed to be able to see through Fu Ji's entire body.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Fu Ji became impatient.

Yan Ran wanted to show a smile, but couldn't. She lowered her eyes slightly and said, "I miss you."

Fu Ji gave her a sincere and cruel smile, "I don't miss you at all, I wish you would never come back."

He didn't seem to want to pretend anymore, as if he wasn't the one who coldly questioned Yan Ran about his return last time.

Yan Ran raised her hand, supported his face, and left a gentle and soft kiss on the corner of his lips.

She spoke softly and seemed tired.

"Don't make trouble, I don't like to hear it."

Fu Ji wanted to ask sarcastically: It's none of his business whether he wants to hear it or not, but when he met Yan Ran's eyes, for some reason he couldn't say the harsh words.

Those amber eyes seemed to be trembling in the darkness, like a small boat floating on the turbulent sea and letting the rain beat.

Yan Ran quickly let go of him and went to the bathroom.

The two of them haven't slept together for a long time.

The familiar fragrance hit, Fu Ji had to admit that he could feel it, and it was unbearable, even fascinated.

Yan Ran hugged him very skillfully, the warm breath permeated his cold skin, and the light and faint fragrance enveloped his whole body
The blood rushed to the cheeks, and the breath was hot.

He couldn't stand it anymore, but he couldn't bear the warmth.

Sweat was dripping out, and all the muscles in his body were tense, and his hands were clenched tightly on one side, and blue veins bulged out of his perfect muscles.

Fu Ji closed his eyes and forced himself to fall asleep.

But Yan Ran was still breathing next to his ear, as if on purpose.

Her lips were almost on his ear.

She said, "What are you doing these days, are you bored by yourself?"

Fu Ji didn't understand what she was asking at all, his brows were wrinkled, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

Yan Ran was still asking, "If you're bored, you can go outside and make more friends. It's also good to go outside to play a little bit, but you have to be cautious when making friends, and you must also pay attention to proportion. Don't get too close to certain people. If it spreads, it will be harmful. nice..."

She talked for a long time, but didn't get a response, so she asked, "Xiao Ji, are you listening to me?"

"Xiao Ji."

Xiaoji, Xiaoji, Xiaoji——

Over and over again, screaming in that hoarse, almost sexy voice, tender and lingering.

At that moment, Fu Ji felt that a volcano erupted in his head, and his rationality was instantly burned.

The blood all over his body was ignited in an instant, and there was only one thought left in Rang's mind, which was to hold Yan Ran tightly, pinch her chin, and viciously shut up that chattering mouth!

It's better to be speechless forever, so that he doesn't have that ability to disturb his apex.

He pressed Yan Ran violently, stuck Yan Ran's chin, and kissed her.

Restless, reckless, impatient, uncontrollable, unable to dodge, everything and everything, turned into a rude and sick kiss.

It was an extremely terrifying kiss, so strong that it seemed to swallow people up.

I'll post the next chapter later

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