One minute, two minutes, three minutes... Five minutes passed. An Zhisu couldn't bear the same movement all the time. She glanced at Ye Lancheng secretly and saw that he seemed to be asleep, so she dared to move tentatively.
.
Ye Lancheng had no reaction, and An Zhisu was secretly pleased, and slowly tried to turn over, but before he could get off him, Ye Lancheng suddenly opened his eyes, almost making An Zhisu scream out in fright.
"Well, that...well, I just want to remind you that the water is cold." An Zhisu quickly found a reason for himself.
"Well, let's change the water." Ye Lancheng raised a hand and pressed the water change button.
Wow…
The foamy water in the bathtub drained away little by little, and at the same time, clean water with a suitable temperature was injected. An Zhisu was so ashamed that she covered her face, wishing that it would flow into the sewer with the foamy water.
"Are you going to suffocate yourself to death?" Ye Lancheng felt funny and pulled her hand away, and saw that her face was already red.
"You, you, you are acting like a hooligan." An Zhisu accused him of being too hooligan.
"This is not called a hooligan." There was a hint of emotion in Ye Lancheng's indifferent voice. He moved closer and captured her lips: "This is called."
"Well..." An Zhisu's protesting voice was all swallowed up in his stomach.
Ye Lancheng's kiss with her went from gentle to intense in just a moment. When he was passionate, his hand reached down, and An Zhisu grabbed him as if he was facing a powerful enemy: "Don't...don't be here...
Go...to the bedroom."
The foam on the two of them had been washed away by the water. Ye Lancheng stood up suddenly while holding her in his arms, pulled the towel on the shelf and wiped the two of them casually for a few times, then carried her to the bedroom. This love affair was unprecedented for An Zhisu.
Enthusiasm, as if she wanted to give him all of herself. Ye Lancheng could also feel her enthusiastic response, and he wanted her hard without control. He turned her over and kissed her back, never leaving a trace on her body.
The man who left the mark will endure it tonight
He will not leave his mark on her beautiful butterfly bones.
At the end, An Zhisu was too tired to move a finger. Ye Lancheng withdrew, hugged her and put her in the bathtub, letting her soak in it for a while, and then took a simple shower.
Went to get new sheets.
An Zhisu soaked for a while and felt a little stronger before he came out. He wiped himself clean and put on his pajamas. When he came out, his legs were still a little weak.
Ye Lancheng kindly came over and carried her to the bed, and An Zhisu beat him angrily: "It's all your fault, you can't control yourself!"
"Well, blame me, I'll be restrained tomorrow." Ye Lancheng admitted his mistake knowingly and took his little wife into his arms.
"What tomorrow? There is no tomorrow. I can only take two days off a week after working. You have to do it every day. Do you want to exhaust me to death?" An Zhisu became even more angry.
Ye Lancheng chuckled: "I'm the one who's tired, and you don't have to contribute."
"Asshole, shut up and stop talking." An Zhisu turned over angrily and buried her face in the pillow. Who said she wouldn't be tired without exerting any effort? Her waist was almost broken.
"Okay, stop talking and go to sleep." Ye Lancheng stopped teasing her and hugged her from behind again. He used the remote control to turn off the lights, leaving only a dim bedside lamp.
An Zhisu had just experienced a love affair, and her whole body was actually very tired. She was nestled in Ye Lancheng's arms, as well-behaved as a cat. But she couldn't fall asleep thinking about Ye Lancheng's protection at the banquet.
"Ye Lancheng, are you asleep?" After a while, An Zhisu moved slightly in Ye Lancheng's arms.
"Huh?" Ye Lancheng responded to her in a low voice.
Knowing that he was still asleep, An Zhisu asked softly: "Aren't you curious about my relationship with Professor Guan?"
"If you want to say it, say it. If you don't want to say it, don't say it." Ye Lancheng said, then paused and added: "Anything."
He had no requirements for An Zhisu. He would listen to whatever she wanted to say about herself. If she didn't want to talk, he wouldn't ask. An Zhisu took a deep breath, nestled in his arms, and said softly: "I am
She is Professor Guan’s close disciple, so other students can only call her Professor Guan, but I can call her teacher. Teacher was once my most respected person, she was the second person besides my mother who taught me how to make clothes.
I am very grateful to the teacher for her careful cultivation over the past year. I also really wanted to wish her birthday tonight, but I didn’t expect that I ended up causing trouble for her. I think the relationship between the teacher and the teacher is probably over.
Bar."
"Are you sad?" Ye Lancheng listened quietly and then asked.
"A bit." An Zhisu sniffed: "I thought the teacher would believe me. But tonight I discovered that even without me, she still has other students. One more of me is not more, and one less of me is not less. Always.
Since then, it has always been my own fault."
Ye Lancheng kissed her on the top of her hair with great tenderness: "Don't be sad, it's not worth it."
"Well, it's not worth it." An Zhisu nodded obediently and said firmly: "I won't do it anymore. I will always let them know that An Zhisu, who was once stepped into the dirt by them, not only did not die, but also fired a shot.
A dazzling flower.”
Ye Lancheng hugged her tightly and said nothing, but told her in his heart, my Mrs. Ye, you are the most dazzling flower in my eyes.
…
The next day, when An Zhisu woke up, Ye Lancheng had already gone to work. There was breakfast left for her in the kitchen as usual. She fed it consciously to fill her stomach, and consciously took out a bag of traditional Chinese medicine from the refrigerator and tore it into pieces.
Pour it into a bowl and heat it in the microwave.
While waiting for the Chinese medicine to heat up, An Zhisu was thinking about the studio. She has been looking for a place recently, but she has never found one she is satisfied with. The only satisfactory place is that they only sell it but not rent it. How can she afford it?
A house in the city. In desperation, I had to reluctantly give up.
But this matter cannot be delayed. The film festival will start in half a month, and Xia Jingze's clothes are almost ready. After the film festival, Xia Jingze will help her promote the Su Huan brand. She must rush to the movie
Before the festival, set up the studio.
In addition, Ye Lancheng also helped her connect with a movie. If she can cooperate, the studio will also need it. Now it seems that this has become an urgent matter.
An Zhisu had a headache. Everything was ready and all she needed was a suitable place, but it was the hardest to find. Unfortunately, she only had 10 million in hand. In a place like S City where land is at a premium, it was really a drop in the bucket.
"Otherwise, I'd better ask Ye Lancheng to borrow some." An Zhisu held the medicine bowl, took a sip, and frowned to himself.
"Hey, no. You took advantage of someone else's marriage and took over their body. Now you still want to ask someone to borrow money. An Zhisu, where is your moral integrity?" An Zhisu took another sip of medicine, and his frown deepened.
, complaining about myself.
Ding dong!
When An Zhisu was mercilessly complaining about her lack of moral integrity, her phone rang with WeChat. She weakly picked up her phone, opened WeChat, and clicked to play a voice message from Song Jiaren. Song Jiaren: Zhisu Zhisu, let me tell you something.
Great news. The place you were eyeing a few days ago was bought by another person.