Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 190

Zhan Mochen directly carried An Yan back to the master bedroom.

An Yan finally couldn't hold it any longer, so she held the sink and retched for a long time, but couldn't vomit anything out.

Zhan Mochen couldn't help but feel his heart clenched.

She hadn't eaten at all and was like this when she drank on an empty stomach.

What is it that makes her unable to think about ruining her body like this? !

Zhan Mochen's eyes darkened, he picked up An Yan and gently placed her on the big bed.

In a daze, An Yan felt like the world was spinning, and she curled up into a ball in discomfort, with no color on her palm-sized face.

Zhan Mochen looked at her condescendingly, his heart softening.

She drank too much, and he couldn't argue with this drunken little woman.

Zhan Mochen turned around and went to the bathroom, twisted out a warm towel and came out.

He leaned down, gently wiped away the fine sweat on An Yan's face, and straightened her messy hair.

The heat on her face was relieved, and An Yan finally felt less uncomfortable.

In a daze, she only felt a pair of big hands gently caressing her face. His refreshing breath smelled so good, it seemed to relieve her headache.

In just the next second, those big hands left her face, seemingly about to walk away.

"Don't leave..." An Yan grabbed the big hands aggrievedly and muttered nonsense.

"How could you do this... I feel very sad... She, she told me that, I am really sad..."

"Yanyan, what did you say?"

Zhan Mochen came close to An Yan's lips, trying hard to hear what she was saying.

An Yan's eyes were red, but her voice became lower and lower: "I don't want you to like someone else... I would be really sad..."

Zhan Mochen couldn't help but frown, staring closely at An Yan's red eyes, feeling as if his heart was tightening.

sad?

Who made her feel so sad?
Does she have someone else she likes?
He wanted to coax An Yan to tell her who she was sad for, but looking at the little woman's red eyes and the painful look on her face, he didn't want to ask anything.

In his memory, An Yan had never been so sad.

This realization made Zhan Mochen feel as if a condiment bottle had been broken, with mixed flavors and an unpleasant taste.

At this moment, it was as if there was an invisible big hand holding his heart tightly, and he suddenly felt distressed.

He leaned over, spread out his arms and held the little woman in his arms, patting her back again and again, and softly coaxed her to sleep.

"Yan Yan, don't be sad. I'm here. Have a good sleep and don't think about anything..."

Zhan Mochen's action of patting An Yan's back was unskilled and even a little clumsy.

But the deep feeling in his eyes made people unconsciously immersed in it.

Perhaps it was Zhan Mochen's familiar voice that made An Yan feel at ease. She felt a sense of security surrounding her, her mind was completely relaxed, and she quickly fell asleep in Zhan Mochen's arms.

It wasn't until the little woman in his arms started breathing lightly that Zhan Mochen slowly put her down.

In the dim light, there was still a layer of sadness between the little woman's brows.

Zhan Mochen frowned, what happened?
An Yan didn't sleep well.

His little face was still blushing, and he murmured uneasily from time to time.

"Don't go...Grandma, don't go..."

The little woman in her sleep let out a whimper that sounded like crying.

No tears came out of the corners of his eyes.

Even in her dream, she remembered that she had to be strong and not shed tears easily.

"Yanyan..."

Zhan Mochen felt as if someone was strangling his throat, and his heart ached.

There must be something fishy about An Yan being drunk tonight.

The little woman has always been calm and rational, and she cannot get drunk casually without any reason.

If he finds out who made her so sad...

Zhan Mochen closed his eyes, and the coldness in his eyes was completely covered.Early the next morning.

As soon as An Yan opened her eyes, she met Zhan Mochen's smiling eyes.

"Are you awake? Good morning." Zhan Mochen said calmly.

It's like the sea before a storm hits.

It's so calm that it makes people panic.

Some vague memories emerged from her mind. An Yan was suddenly startled and her eyes dodged.

"Um...I, how did I get back last night..." An Yan said with difficulty.

Zhan Mochen raised his eyebrows casually and held An Yan's hand: "Of course I brought it back."

"But I'm not drinking with Ye Huan..." An Yan still couldn't remember exactly what happened.

"That's right, you went out drinking with other men and got very drunk in the middle of the night." Zhan Mochen's tone became calmer.

An Yan was inexplicably flustered and tried to explain, but the words came to her lips but nothing came out.

Forget it, leaving Ye Huan in front of Zhan Mochen would not protect him but harm him.

Besides, what does she have to feel guilty about?The person who provoked An Qi was Zhan Mochen, not her.

An Qi's malicious words echoed in her ears again, making An Yan feel as sick as if she had eaten a fly.

"Thank you for taking me back."

She simply gave up on explaining, withdrew her hand and sat up.

"That's it? You don't need to explain to me why you lied to me?" Zhan Mochen leaned on the bed, his eyes light.

lie?

An Yan then remembered that she said she had to work overtime, but she didn't think she needed to explain.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed: "Don't forget our cohabitation agreement. We will not interfere in each other's private lives. There is no need to report to you what I do."

Hearing this, Zhan Mochen secretly bit his back teeth.

Damn the cohabitation agreement, he has to find a way to tear it up!

"The children have been worried about you all night. You went to drink and ignored the children. Do you know that we can't contact you? How worried are the children and I?"

An Yan was stunned.

Why didn't she care about the children?She made a phone call first to settle the child before going out with Ye Huan at ease.

But Zhan Mochen didn't give her any more opportunities to explain. He reached out from behind her with his big hand and held her firmly in his arms.

The worries and annoyance I had endured all night turned into rage.

Zhan Mochen gritted his teeth and pressed the little woman under him.

"Then who am I in your eyes? Are you so sad that you would rather go to Ye Huan and get drunk outside than tell me anything?"

An Yan didn't struggle or speak.

She looked at the man on her body calmly, not wanting to tell Zhan Mochen what An Qi said at the moment.

She didn't want Zhan Mochen to eat the flies she had eaten again.

But this fly was attracted by the man in front of me!

An Yan turned her face away and pretended to be nonchalant: "Can you get up? I'm in a hurry to go to work."

Zhan Mochen stared fiercely at the little woman beneath him.

An Yan was a little flustered by him, and her face couldn't help but turn red.

Zhan Mochen couldn't bear it any longer and lowered his head to kiss her.

The kiss lasted for who knows how long, until An Yan felt difficulty breathing, she was gently let go.

She raised her head, like a dehydrated fish, breathing in fresh breath, feeling like she was alive again.

"Let's see if you dare to lie to me again!"

Zhan Mochen chuckled, his voice was hoarse and low, and he raised his hand to brush away the broken hair from An Yan's face.

(End of this chapter)