[69 Book Bar-www.] Yan Zeyang and Xiao Ya were still sitting on the sofa outside. When they saw him coming out, they stood up quickly.
Yan Zeyang was very worried about Yan Huan. He looked at Yan Huan's door and said, "Mo Shu, let's stay in a hotel! Let's have a meal together when Huan Huan is in a better mood."
Just as Xiao Moshu was about to nod, Xiao Ya immediately said: "Zeyang, we should have a serious talk with Yan Huan. This is not the way to go."
"We want to have a good talk, but not now." Xiao Moshu looked at his sister, "Sister, Yan Huan is in a very bad mood right now, so it's not a good time to talk. You go back to the hotel first and wait for Yan Huan to calm down.
Let’s talk about mood later.”
Yan Zeyang nodded and pulled his wife: "Then let's go first. You take good care of Yan Huan."
His expression suddenly became a little unnatural, and there was a hint of guilt in his heart. His brother-in-law asked him to take care of her, but he had such evil thoughts. If they knew about it in the future, he would not know how to hate himself.
"I will."
Xiao Ya looked deeply at her brother and wanted to say something, but her husband pulled her away. She took one more look before leaving with her husband.
After sending Yan Zeyang and Xiao Ya away, when he came back, he saw Yan Huan sitting cross-legged on the sofa in a long trousers in a daze.
"Yan Huan... your fever has just subsided. Go back to your room and rest." He said, pulling her up.
Unexpectedly, Yan Huan wrapped her arms around his neck and clamped her legs flexibly around his waist: "Then you can carry me back..."
"Don't make trouble..." He had just passed it. They still had many unresolved problems. He did want Yan Huan, but she was still too young and not mature enough. He was not sure that Yan Huan could really understand feelings.
"When you kissed me just now, why didn't you say I was making trouble?" She just refused to let go and clung to him tightly.
Xiao Moshu blushed at what he said, but still insisted on pulling her hand down: "Yan Huan..."
"Hold me back to the room..." The more he pulled her, the tighter she hugged her, and she even licked his neck.
When she licked him, his body stiffened and his voice was slightly cold: "Yan Huan..."
"What's wrong?" she asked with an innocent look on her face and a smile.
What idea was she having, and it wasn't a good idea? Even though he knew it, Xiao Moshu still picked her up and walked back to the room step by step to let her lie down: "You should be hungry, rest for a while, and I'll go cook."
She didn't say anything, just lay down obediently, watching him cover herself with a sheet, and then watch him go out.
After he went out, she heard herself whispering: "Mom, I just want revenge, and his surname is Xiao..."