Pamper your waist

Sheng Yanchen relaxed a little, but he hooked her finger gently, a little aggrieved, a little attached, and a little bit like a child having a tantrum.

He looked at her with a little resentment in his eyes.

"An Yan, have you always felt that meeting me at Xiuchuan's place every Friday is something that makes you feel shameful and shameful?"

"If you really can't pass the test in your heart, then from now on, we won't meet there again on Friday."

An Yan's eyes suddenly opened wide and she froze in place in shock.

However, Sheng Yanchen didn't seem to notice anything unusual about her.

"You know, I've always been used to doing whatever I want."

"I don't care about other people, but for you, I can't be unscrupulous and unscrupulous."

"If you really don't like that, feel uncomfortable and can't accept it, I don't want to force you."

"From now on, you can do whatever you want. If you miss me, you can come to me at any time. If you don't want to come, you don't have to force yourself to deliberately maintain a relationship."

"Between us, this is fine for now."

An Yan felt as if her heart had fallen into a bottomless pit. The cold wind was howling in this hole, and it was full of sharp blades, making her dripping with blood and making even breathing painful.

She seemed to understand what he meant, but she didn't seem to understand it completely.

After a while, she found her voice and asked in a dull tone.

"What do you mean? Do you want to say that... this is the end between us..."

An Yan's nose felt a little sore, but she suddenly wanted to laugh.

He was still tired of it after all. Sure enough, once he got it, there was no novelty anymore.

Men are all the same.

That's why he was so hot and cold towards her during this period.

He was just deliberately teasing her, but she acted like a fool and let her mood fluctuate just because of this.

An Yan turned to look at him, feeling indescribable in her heart.

Do you hate him... No... Even now she seems unable to really resent him...

She just felt a little wronged and heartbroken...

Sheng Yanchen didn't give any explanation, just looked at her quietly, but in An Yan's view, such a reaction was undoubtedly indifferent.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered the scene where he had a phone call with Bai Luo.

At that time, Bai Luo tried to save him, but in the end he just coldly said that her life and death had nothing to do with him, and then left without looking back.

An Yan's impression of him probably came from that time.

From that time on, she felt that Sheng Yanchen was a heartless and unjust scumbag who only played with the world and would not stay for anyone.

She had herself to blame.

It didn't take long, but just because she had these inexplicable entanglements with him, she actually forgot what his true nature was like.

Yes, he is a scumbag, a complete scumbag.

At this moment, An Yan's emotions surged up, complex and tangled.

Anger... grievance... unwillingness... regret...

Sheng Yanchen sat aside, his eyes always falling on her.

He watched her eyes turn red, not knowing whether it was because of sadness or anger.

But even so, she never cursed him angrily.

All she showed was her wounded side.

She was more like a panicked little animal than a beast that would fight back when injured.

After being injured, the first thing that came to mind was not to counterattack, but to escape, find a safe place to hide, and then slowly heal his wounds.This look is really sweet and soft, but it makes people feel extremely distressed.

But just when she turned around and wanted to escape, Sheng Yanchen finally couldn't hold on anymore.

She hugged her tightly from behind and refused to let go, her tone filled with compromise and helplessness.

"When did I say it was over?"

"I mean, you don't need to do things you don't want to do in front of you, just to maintain our relationship."

"I will not leave. I will always be here waiting for you. When one day you think about it, miss me, and are willing from the bottom of your heart, you can come to me at any time."

However, no matter what he said now, An Yan couldn't listen to it.

All she could think about was what he had said before and his indifferent expression.

She decided that he didn't want to continue with her.

She struggled stubbornly, refusing to look at him, listen to him, or give him any response.

It's just that Sheng Yanchen used some strength, and An Yan couldn't break free for a while.

He raised his hand and pinched her chin, forcing her to turn her head to face him.

Only then did Sheng Yanchen realize that An Yan's reaction seemed to be more intense than he imagined.

Her appearance made him not know whether to be happy or worried for a moment.

Does the reason why she reacted like this mean that she cares about him more than he thought.

Sheng Yanchen's eyes darkened and he asked her back, with a hint of anger.

"Why are you angry, why are you unhappy?"

"I never said I wanted to end it with you. Besides, even if I did say that, shouldn't you be more happy?"

"After all, I have been forcing you unilaterally from the beginning. To put it bluntly, I stole you."

"Now that I am willing to let you go, why are you feeling sad instead of running away happily?"

An Yan wanted to tell him that it wasn't like that.

But the rebuttal was stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it out.

Her big, innocent eyes were misty, moist, and filled with a layer of water vapor, which made me feel pity for them.

Sheng Yanchen wanted to get closer to her, but she refused, struggling and resisting desperately.

Even though this happened, she was still stubborn and refused to speak.

Sheng Yanchen was inexplicably annoyed and asked questions knowingly, trying to provoke her in this way and make her bravely express her thoughts.

"You cried, didn't you?"

"You're so sad because you don't want to see me again and you can't bear to leave me, right?"

"Although you keep saying that our relationship is shameful and makes you feel tired and depressed, you still can't let go of me and don't want it to end, right?"

"Actually, in your heart, you are also eager to meet me in Xiuchuan every Friday, eager to have dinner with me..."

Before Sheng Yanchen finished speaking, he felt a sudden pain in his hand.

An Yan suddenly turned her head, eyes red, and bit his hand hard.

It is indeed true that rabbits will bite when they are anxious.

At this moment, she was like a desperate little rabbit.

He wasn't angry at all, he just smiled, with the evil look of someone succeeding.

"It seems like I'm being overly sentimental and mistaken."