Chapter 439
She has always treasured the sculpture he gave her, and if she misses him, she will take it out and have a look, and she will be very happy in her heart.

but--

In this situation, she would not let Gong Yan come to her, nor would she go to Country Y to meet him.

"Miss An, how is the young master?"

His thoughts were interrupted by Aunt Fat's words, An Luo replied with a smile: "It's good, I still like to tease people so much, maybe because it's too boring, no one can play with him."

"That's it."

"Don't worry, Aunt Fat, there will always be a chance to meet again."

After nine o'clock in the evening, the black Maybach came back.

The stern figure entered the villa, handed the bag to Aunt Fat, then walked up to An Luo, with a faint smile on his lips: "Did Gong Yan call today?"

"Ah, how do you know?"

"He let you go to Country Y?"

So, Xiao Yan still felt that it was his uncle who prevented her from leaving Xincheng, so she called Shen Yan herself?

With a dumbfounding expression, An Luo said: "I told him that I still have a lot of things to do, and I can only go when I am free. He may still have misunderstood."

"By the way, how did you answer him?"

Facing the question, Gong Chenyan answered without changing his face: "No way."

Pretty face slightly stunned: "What?"

"I only gave him two words."

An Luo 囧.

These uncles and nephews...

She could imagine Gong Yan's expression at that time, and she couldn't help laughing again.

"Shen Yan, Xiao Yan is still a child, don't be so cruel to him."

There are some things that Gong Chenyan will not tell her.

Although Gong Yan is only five or six years old, but his mind is 'dark', and now he is thinking about his uncle's woman, will it be okay when he grows up?
Therefore, Gong Chenyan must kill his thoughts in the cradle as soon as possible.

As long as there is no hope, the kid will naturally not dare to think about anything.

"Ah."

After saying something casually, the stern man turned around and walked up the steps, saying, "Go to bed early, I'll take a shower first."

Looking at his back and remembering what he promised in the morning, An Luo suddenly blushed.

"Miss An, what's wrong with you? Your face is so red, maybe you are sick?"

After she found out that she had finished asking, her face turned even redder, and the fat aunt said anxiously, "I'll call Dr. Tian..."

"Don't! I'm not sick, but I suddenly feel a little hot, yes, a little hot. I'm going upstairs to take a shower too!"

Looking at the back of her leaving in a hurry, Aunt Fat said? ? ?

In the master bedroom, An Luo heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and turned his head to sit on the bed.

It seems like a long time has passed since the last time we made love, he must be suffocated, right?
Thinking of this, she hesitated for a while, got up and took out her pajamas from the cabinet and walked to the next door.

When Gong Chenyan came out of the bathroom, he found that the room was empty, and his handsome eyebrows frowned.

He clearly heard An Luo enter the house just now, why is there no sign?
Suddenly, the door of the bedroom was opened, and the face of the person who came back from the next door was flushed because of the fog from the bath, especially like a red apple waiting to be picked.

Seeing that he also took a shower, An Luo was about to speak when the other party suddenly walked towards her quickly.

Jiaoqu retreated subconsciously, but before she moved a few steps, she was already hugged by him by the waist.

Wrapping his neck, she said anxiously: "Shen Yan, wait first..."

Putting her on the bed, Gong Chenyan couldn't wait to pull the bathrobe on her body: "I can't wait."

The poor pajamas just turned into a few pieces of cloth and lay on the ground, An Luo clumsy, unable to resist at all.

It was a long night, and the man on his body possessed her endlessly, until both of them were exhausted, he hugged her and leaned against the bed panting.

(End of this chapter)

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