Pamper your waist

Chapter 48 You have feelings for me too

An Yan was startled.

She raised her head and glanced at the wall clock in the living room, and couldn't help but feel angrier.

Who would come to find her in the middle of the night?
She tiptoed to the door and looked out through the peephole.

At this sight, An Yan was instantly petrified on the spot.

The handsome face of the man outside the door was tainted with a bit of romance and a bit of ruffianism, making him look particularly unreliable.

He hooked his suit jacket behind his back, looking slouched.

As if he noticed her gaze, he suddenly smiled and threatened confidently.

"If you don't open the door, I'll yell right away."

"When the time comes, I can't control whether others will misunderstand it."

With a faint hope, An Yan lowered her posture through the door and persuaded her in a good voice.

"Sheng Yanchen, there is actually no deep hatred between us, right?"

"Just think of me as begging you, just let me go. From now on, we can walk on opposite sides of the road without affecting each other, okay?"

The man outside the door turned a deaf ear to her earnest words.

"I'm counting to three. If you don't open it, I'm not only going to shout, but I might even smash the door down. It's up to you."

"three……"

As soon as he finished counting the first number, the door opened suddenly.

An Yan stood inside, staring at him angrily, as if she dared not speak out in anger.

She has never seen such a thick-skinned person!

This was obviously her home, why could he so confidently threaten her to open the door!

What's even more annoying is that she was forced to open it for him for a long time!
You can't blame her for being cowardly. After all, Sheng Yanchen always does what he says. If she doesn't open it, he will really smash her door.

When the time comes that it disturbs other people, she won't be able to explain it clearly even with her eight-petal mouth.

Sheng Yanchen was not polite, glanced at her, and walked in leisurely.

He threw his coat on the sofa, followed by his tie and cufflinks, his movements smooth and natural.

An Yan was speechless.

Does this person have any consciousness at all?
Does he regard her here as his own home?
She was poking there like a ghost behind her, lashing out at the people in front of her with her resentful eyes.

However, the other party obviously regarded her as a backdrop and automatically ignored her.

Sheng Yanchen stood there slowly and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to his forearms.

After removing all obstacles that hindered his activities, he stopped with satisfaction.

Anyan held the door frame and huddled in the corner of the door, staring at her defensively, trying to continue her lobbying.

"Sheng Yanchen, you should leave quickly. If you come to my place in the middle of the night, someone will see you..."

Sheng Yanchen glanced at the woman who was still making noise.

Before she could finish speaking, he walked over, put his arm around her waist, brought her in, and closed the door with him.

Then he raised his hand and gently lifted her chin, forcing her to raise her head, then leaned over and kissed her soft lips.

He continued the interrupted kiss on the stairwell.

An Yan didn't expect that he would be so bold. She was stunned for a moment, then regained consciousness and began to struggle violently.

If it was impulse and temporary loss before, what does it mean now?
No, it was not easy for her to get this little living space for herself. She can no longer accompany him to continue his madness!

She cannot afford this consequence.

Thinking of this, An Yan used her hands and feet together, kicking and hitting randomly, pinching and grabbing, basically using all the available tricks.

Then, the result made her despair.Sheng Yanchen controlled her easily, and instead of stopping the kiss, he deepened the kiss.

The temperature in the room was rising steadily, it was scorching hot, and it was crazy and intoxicating.

An Yan felt like the world was spinning, her reason had been burned away, she didn't know where she was or what she should do.

Gradually, her physical strength was exhausted, and she had no energy left to fight any more.

Sheng Yanchen no longer restrained her, and at the same time restrained his offensive, turning the kiss into a gentle and affectionate one.

But for An Yan, compared to the domineering fanaticism just now, such gentleness is more deadly.

Every gentle touch he made seemed to drop a thin thread on her heart, and the threads eventually became a net, binding her in it.

An Yan's lips were numb and she lost all feeling, and her fair and tender face turned crimson due to lack of oxygen.

Only then did Sheng Yanchen reluctantly pull away and put a little distance away from her.

He glanced at the person in his arms. At this moment, she was unusually obedient, lying feebly on his chest, like a lazy cat.

Seeing her like this, Sheng Yanchen suddenly felt a sense of tame pleasure from the bottom of his heart. This was probably a man's damn desire to conquer.

His mood improved a lot, and he finally let her go mercifully.

He hugged her gently, stroking her back every now and then.

An Yan's heart was still beating wildly, and the violent hits filled her throat with a slightly fishy-sweet taste.

At this moment, although Sheng Yanchen was just hugging her like this, she was still panicking.

Her moral values ​​gave her a strong sense of oppression and made her feel suffocated.

She knew that all of this was wrong and that she should not have such an entanglement with him no matter what.

This is a thunder pool, and you must not cross even half a step, otherwise, the price is likely to be shattered into pieces.

She should firmly refuse and correct this ridiculous mistake in time.

However, the reality is completely contrary. It is obvious that she cannot do it at all.

Sheng Yanchen keenly caught the changes in her emotions, and he knew that her heart must be in chaos now.

She is struggling.

This is a battle between emotion and reason.

At least for now, she couldn't break out of the cage she had drawn for herself.

Is it betrayal?

Can she and Sheng Chuhong really talk about these two words?
He lowered his eyes and followed the temptation.

"You can't fool yourself. In fact, you don't reject me that much, right?"

"You also have feelings for me, don't you?"

An Yan said nothing.

She lowered her head, not daring to face him.

In fact, Sheng Yanchen didn't care whether she answered or not. The moment he asked, he already had a firm answer in his heart.

However, it was also because of An Yan's subconscious reaction today that he felt even more confident.

"You know that if we fight to the death, one of us is destined to have nothing in the end."

"Based on the current situation, I think my chances of winning are a little better, right?"

"Are you sure you want to put all your chips on him? Aren't you afraid that in the end you will end up with nothing?"

"You know very well how he treats you. Why don't you find a way out for yourself while you still have the chance?"

(End of this chapter)