hey let me teach you about love

Chapter 182 Let's Talk Well

Lu Mengmeng: "...I am also a lady, why do you all listen to him."

"Because the young master pays the salary." The maid replied aggrievedly.

Lu Mengmeng: "..." It's amazing to be rich! ——
A cool breeze blows in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, blowing up the white screens.

Roy woke up from his sleep and rubbed his temples.

This sleep was a little heavy.

The insomnia in the past few days and the longing for him kept her from sleeping well.

I didn't expect to sleep so deeply this time.

Opening his eyes, he froze for a few seconds.

Looking at the white ceiling, this is not a home, nor is it a box.

Where is this place?
Suddenly, memories flooded my mind.

She remembered that she went to Chunbai to find Yihan.

And then...then something happened, and Yihan leaned against her and fell asleep.

She also wanted to squint for a while, but unexpectedly fell asleep.

Immediately looking out the window, I found that the sun was shining brightly, as if it was afternoon.

What about Yihan people?

There was no sign of him in the bedroom, only her.

Immediately got out of bed and went out to find him.

Inside the luxurious presidential suite.

Roy searched the living room and found nothing.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a door ajar on the left.

Go over and gently open the door.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw a figure standing with her back to her, wearing a black bathrobe and holding a cigarette in his hand.

He just stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, as if he was looking at something, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Roy stood on tiptoe and walked over gently, because he was in a hurry to find him just now, and he didn't have time to put on his slippers.

Hugged him from behind, buried his face in his back: "So you are here!"

Mo Yihan's brown eyes were bottomless, and he extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand in the ashtray.

"Let's have a good talk." His face was cold, without a trace of emotion, as if he had returned to the indifferent him.

From his tone, Roy knew that he had changed back to the one who didn't love her.

If so, she would rather have him drunk.

At least that was the real him.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Roy refused to let go, wrapping his waist tightly.

Mo Yihan frowned, took her hands around his waist, turned sideways, and looked at her quietly.

On the back of the hand he touched, there was still a trace of his residual warmth.

She didn't want to give up, and she didn't want it to end like this.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Roy raised his head slightly and asked him.

Seeing him wearing a black bathrobe, his silver hair was more conspicuous, he was indescribably handsome, let alone indescribably cold.

Roy just looked at him like this, wanting to hug him and tell him what he missed these days.

"Yihan, why can't we be together, you and I are not related by blood, and we love each other."

"Indeed, I once loved you, but you'd better remember clearly, you and I are brother and sister now." Mo Yihan hoped she could remember.

Roy shook his head, his face pale.

She doesn't care if he is her brother or not, she just remembers that he and she were not born by the same parents, that's enough.

"No, we are not brothers and sisters, we are lovers, and I love you, you love me, and you have never touched other girls, you have a clean freak, you will not touch other girls except me, they all You hired him to act, didn't you?"

Mo Yihan looked down at the girl in front of him, the girl he had loved with all his heart.

She was right, he could admit it.

But it doesn't mean they can be together without any worries.

There are so many factors to consider.

His long and narrow eyes stared at her, at this stubborn girl who didn't know how to back down.

　Thanks to W. this little fairy for another reward, Memeda X2!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)