Pamper your waist

Although, from Aunt Song's point of view, she hopes that An Yan can find her own happiness.

But...but...this person can't be Sheng Yanchen!

No matter how they get along, nothing can happen between them.

Even if we put aside the issue of the engagement, there is still a daughter...

Sheng Yanchen is the child's uncle, and this alone cuts off the possibility of their relationship...

With An Yan's look, Sheng Yanchen immediately understood.

He said nothing more and concentrated on repairing the line.

Aunt Song didn't stay any longer, opened the door in a hurry and left.

She could only find excuses to stop herself from thinking too much.

The second young master and An Yan are similar in age. Young people have a lot of topics to talk about before, so it is normal for them to talk relatively well.

After all, the second young master is a nice person and has helped them a lot. He has no airs on weekdays and is very polite even to Filipino servants like her.

Such a person should be able to get along easily with anyone.

The relationship between them is relatively harmonious, which is not surprising...

On the other side, as soon as Aunt Song left, An Yan reached out and pinched Sheng Yanchen's arm, frowning and scolding.

"You are so unscrupulous. Aunt Song was here just now. Why are you saying those misleading words?"

"Even if Aunt Song is one of our own, you should still have some sense of propriety. It's better to try not to let others know about this matter."

"What don't you want others to know?"

Sheng Yanchen asked knowingly while wrapping the tape quickly.

Immediately, he deliberately put on an expression of sudden realization.

"Oh... the thing about us hanging out together?"

"I'm wearing all my clothes now. Isn't this already a bracelet?"

An Yan's face turned red from his shameless anger.

"Sheng Yanchen, can you have a little bit of shame!"

He chuckled, not angry.

After taking the lampshade and snapping it back, Sheng Yanchen turned to look at An Yan.

"Go and close the switch and try again."

An Yan knew nothing about maintenance, so she naturally followed his orders.

She walked to the living room and pushed the fallen electric switch. The lights in the bathroom immediately came on, and even the shut-down electrical appliances resumed operation.

She didn't expect that he could really repair it. An Yan's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Wow, it's really good...I didn't expect you to actually know how to cultivate..."

Sheng Yanchen glanced at her with disgust.

"Otherwise, I don't know what I'm here to do, just pretend?"

He got down from the chair and washed his hands aside.

When he lowered his head, he discovered that there was a stain on his shirt from nowhere.

Sheng Yanchen was a bit of a germaphobe, so he took off his shirt and threw it into the washing machine nearby.

"Help me wash it, it's just dirty."

An Yan was stunned.

"Can't you wash it after you go home?"

"You helped me repair the circuit, and it's fine if I clean it for you, but if you take it off here, do you plan to walk around naked like this..."

"I don't feel comfortable wearing dirty clothes. I'd rather walk around naked than wear dirty clothes."

Sheng Yanchen said, turning his head and glanced at An Yan sadly.

"Do you really have the heart to let me walk around naked like this?"

An Yan was unmoved and nodded calmly.

"I can't bear it. You should leave quickly. It's already past ten o'clock."

As she spoke, she took his shirt out of the washing machine and handed it over.

"If you don't want to be embarrassed, just put it on quickly." At this time, there is no time to worry about clothes.

Sheng Yanchen turned to look at her with deep eyes.

There are no outsiders in the house now, just the two of them.

The man's eyes fell on her lips.

The pink color is alluring, as tempting as the delicate petals covered with dew, making people want to get closer.

He knew how sweet it tasted...

Sheng Yanchen's eyes instantly darkened a bit, and he stepped forward and hugged her waist tightly.

An Yan knew what would happen next, but she did not avoid it.

Whether it was too late to escape, or whether she didn't want to escape at all, maybe even she herself couldn't tell.

As expected, Sheng Yanchen's kisses came overwhelmingly.

The two hugged and entangled each other, and they stumbled all the way from the bathroom to the living room, where they both fell on the sofa.

The night is quiet and dark. It can hide many secrets, but it can also amplify many senses...

You can hear each other's heartbeats, even the sound of blood boiling...

He held her in his arms, let her sit on his lap, and looked down at her.

An Yan is a person who blushes easily. At this moment, her skin is glowing with a light pink color, like a blooming Diana, pure but delicate.

In her barrier lake, you were a little confused, lost focus, and stared at him blankly as if you were drunk.

Sheng Yanchen's palms moved around her waist, and his voice was low and sexy with a husky tone.

"Is my daughter asleep? Don't wake her up..."

An Yan pushed him gently but didn't say anything, as if she wanted to reject him in return for welcoming him.

The message she gave was not clear enough. She didn't know whether she wanted to stop his actions or stop him from continuing to talk and urge him not to waste this spring night...

Sheng Yanchen laughed, the sound was not loud but it was very seductive.

His palms were hot as he slowly traveled along her graceful curves.

But then, the plot turned unexpectedly.

"It's indeed a bit too late today. You and your daughter should go to bed early and I won't disturb you anymore."

Saying that, Sheng Yanchen actually took the person off his lap and put him aside.

He stood up, picked up the dirty clothes that he had just thrown aside, put them on casually, then leaned over and kissed her.

"I'm going back first. I'm going on a business trip tomorrow. I'll probably stay there for a few days. See you next week."

An Yan didn't react for a while, still maintaining a blank expression and looking at him stupidly.

She seemed to understand, but she didn't seem to understand.

After a long time, her lips moved, but she hesitated to speak. In the end, she didn't say anything.

Sheng Yanchen was not in a hurry and did not force her. He just smiled and rubbed her head.

"Then I'll leave first, be good and remember to lock the door."

After saying that, he actually left just like that.

An Yan stared at his back and didn't recover for a long time.

That's it... it's over?

……

After getting off the elevator, Sheng Yanchen immediately lit a cigarette and took two deep puffs to suppress the heat surging in his body.

He smiled wryly.

I really don’t know who endured it harder.

Under the surface of calm, there are actually turbulent waves.

But now that he has reached this point, no matter what, he will persist to the end this time, and he will resist even if his teeth are broken.

Otherwise all efforts will be in vain.

He didn't want her to always be like an ostrich, only retreating from problems and avoiding them blindly.

For so long, time and time again, it was only because of his hard pressure that she was willing to look at him and face him.