Facing this newly minted fiancée, Li Yuntang's voice was filled with an approachable smile, and he always looked very affectionate when looking at people.

Yan Xiaye's heart was racing, and then he shot the deer to death, forcing himself to calmly answer: "Huang Qian, I have her files from four years ago."

…

At the same time, the Yan family was in despair.

Yan's mother was a little woman who couldn't pretend to be worried. As soon as she got home, she told Yan Jianguo the speculation that frightened her: "Husband, I really hope I am wrong, but Shui Rou is not young at all.

I have never heard her talk about other men, so I feel panicky."

"I think you think too much." Yan Jianguo sipped a glass of white wine in one gulp, frowning with deep thoughts: "If you really said that, how could that girl Xia Ye still endure it until now?"

"What you said makes sense..." Yan's mother was feeling melancholy when a light knock came from the door.

Yan Shuirou walked in in a good mood, her high heels clicking on the wooden floor: "Mom and Dad, why are you unhappy?"

Yan Jianguo's eyes narrowed and he suddenly said: "Shui Rou, Dad has a close friend for many years. His boy is pretty good and he is a good match for you. Let's make an appointment with him when you have time."

Let’s meet once.”

"What?" Yan Shuirou was startled for a moment, then quickly regained her smile and sat next to Yan's mother coquettishly: "How can there be parents like you? Other families are reluctant to let their daughters get married, but you are better off. You wish I could get married as soon as possible, right?

?”

"No matter how reluctant Mom is to let you go, I can't drag you down to be an old girl." Yan's mother immediately understood what her husband meant and further probed: "Look at how lively and cute Ya'er is. Don't you love her the most? Don't you want to give birth to her too?

A beautiful and lovely child?”

When Yan Shuirou heard this, she unconsciously caressed her flat belly with her palms, expecting that the seed belonging to Li Beicheng had already implanted.

That day she pulled Li Beicheng to have fun, it was a calculated move. Since one Ya'er couldn't keep Li Beicheng, she didn't mind adding a more useful weight.

Seeing that Yan was soft but smiling, the Yan family's parents exchanged glances, and finally Yan Jianguo made up his mind: "Okay, dad will make the decision for you. It will be this Saturday. Don't choose the location too well."

Yes, that new bar in our city would be great."

"Okay." Yan Shuirou couldn't find any reason to refuse, so she agreed without hesitation: "If the other person is really good, I agree to get along with him."

…

When the drizzle completely disappeared, Yan Xiaye followed Li Yuntang back to his residence.

After changing the man's medicine in the bedroom, she watched the man take off his coat and walked to the bathroom as usual.

"etc!"

"Um?"

"You can't get water on your wound. Can you take a shower...a few days later?"

"It's summer now." Li Yuntang looked back at her with a narrow look in his eyes: "Since you are now my fiancée, there should be no problem in washing it for me."

Yan Xiaye was speechless, with a blush on her cheeks, and he hesitated to find a reason: "If Miss Linda knows, she will definitely mind!"

"Does she mind, or do you mind?"

Li Yuntang originally only planned to tease her, but her reaction was so lively and lively that he couldn't help but take a step forward, trapped her between him and the wall, and looked down at her awkward appearance: "Even if we are married by contract,

But I have to make the old lady believe it. You are so reserved with me..."

"Okay, okay, I'll just help you!" Feeling the man's shallow breath falling on his forehead, Yan Xiaye couldn't breathe smoothly: "I will cover my eyes with a towel, and I will never look around!"

She considers herself not a pervert, but Li Yuntang's figure is indeed perfect, on par with the male models on magazine covers.

The smile in Li Yuntang's eyes deepened, and he blew in her ear teasingly: "I believe you."

The corners of Yan Xiaye's lips twitched, and he quickly covered the tips of his heated ears, watching Li Yuntang leave in a depressed manner.

He said he believed in her...but she didn't believe in herself.

In the bathroom, Li Yuntang did not wait for long.

Putting Yunduo Pleasant's blindfold on his head, Yan Xiaye reached out and groped forward, stumbled open the door, and came to the bathtub.

"Little uncle..."

"When you and I get married, if you call me that in front of outsiders, won't they think of me as a pervert?"

"Li, Li Yuntang."

Yan Xiaye couldn't help but read the man's name, groped by the bathtub to wet the towel, and wiped it on the man's chest with trembling hands.

At this moment, she didn't feel that it was an honor to call the man by his first name. Instead, she hoped to call him uncle, so as to consolidate the gap between their identities and seniority and completely cut off any unnecessary thoughts.

Across the soaked cotton towel, her fingertips were a little pink from the heat, and her sensitive touch reminded her of her current situation.

As the temperature of the bathroom gradually rises, water mist also fills the air.

Yan Xiaye pushed the blindfold that had almost slipped back to the bridge of his nose for the seventh time, his face red and panting, completely unaware of how attractive he was.

Since her eyes were blocked, she inevitably splashed water when she moved, soaking her light purple dress, allowing people to see clearly the looming outline of the pure white BRA underneath.

Li Yuntang narrowed his eyes inexplicably, raised his arm and let her wipe it awkwardly, a dark fire quietly growing in his eyes.

He originally just wanted to tease her, but now he is asking for trouble. Every move she makes is undoubtedly testing his determination as a man.

"Li Yuntang." Yan Xiaye washed the towel, and his voice was taut due to nervousness: "Down here, I mean the legs, do you need to wipe them too..."

Li Yuntang glanced at the suit pants that were soaking in the water with him, and felt that it was very foresight to keep them.

However, Yan Xiaye didn't know this.

The man raised the corners of his lips meaningfully, stretched out his left hand to touch her white wrist, and guided her to move slowly.

The silence speaks.

Yan Xiaye finally controlled himself not to rush out of the door. Suddenly, his wrist was held by the man, and he subconsciously stepped back and stepped on the carpet soaked with moisture.

Before she could utter a exclamation, she fell headfirst into the bathtub.

Li Yuntang's narrow eyes widened slightly, and he raised his hand to fish out the little woman who was about to sink to the bottom before laughing.

Summer clothes are thin and become even more weightless when soaked.

He was caught off guard and felt the softness and fragrance that belonged to Yan Xiaye. His eyes gradually moved upward along her exquisite curves, and finally stopped on her lips as pink as cherry blossoms.

With the lessons learned from the last time he gave medicine, he still remembered that this girl was very sweet and the taste was unforgettable.
Chapter completed!