The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 511 Tell You a Story

Shen Pianliu couldn't react to being forced to change her posture.

But after lying down, the man immediately hugged her tightly.

Her cheek was pressed against his chest, and the faint temperature was transmitted from the fabric, and her frozen blood and cells seemed to be slightly alive again.

Shen Pianli moved, but was imprisoned tightly.

"do not move."

Yan Yi's voice came from the top of his head, causing the vibration of his chest below his face, which was especially vivid in the darkness.

"I'm uncomfortable with you like this."

Shen Pianli couldn't help but make a sound.

Yan Yi smiled lowly,
"At this juncture, you still have a bit of self-consciousness as a girl?"

Shen Pina: ...

"Am I usually a man?"

In the face of Assistant Yan's poisonous tongue, it seems that it has become a conditioned reflex to fight back immediately, even in such a situation of rigid thinking.

Yan Yi didn't speak any more, but silently hugged her even tighter until his chin rested on the girl's forehead.

Shen Pianlu gradually fell silent, and the warmer temperature made her feel a little more comfortable.

The girl's breathing was weak, and she didn't feel it at all when she flung herself outside his thick cotton coat.

Yan Yi looked at the small spot of light not far away, and suddenly spoke in a low voice,
"Why don't I tell you a story."

It wasn't a question, Shen Pianlu moved her head slightly to show that she was listening.

"You should have heard from Du Ruo that she and I are from Yungang."

Shen Pianli nodded slightly.

"Actually, I am the illegitimate child of a great family,"

Yan Yi's voice was a bit stiff due to the environment, but still seemed calm,
"My mother used to be a popular female artist in Yungang. She is good-looking, especially when she smiles, she is very beautiful, just like you, people feel that the sun is good and the mood is good. "

"But she is a woman who loves first."

Yan Yi's gaze gradually loses focus, as if looking at the more distant past through that little light.

Those gloomy days that he thought he would never remember again.

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"Is that woman more beautiful than me?"

The woman in a black embroidered cheongsam turned her head in front of the full-length mirror, and her eyes were full of water and a smile, which was very moving.

The poorly dressed boy bowed his head silently, passed her and walked towards the bedroom with a low voice,

"You are more beautiful."

"lie!"

The woman who was smiling and smiling suddenly changed her expression drastically. She casually grabbed a glass bottle of makeup remover and threw it at the boy's back.

A muffled sound.

The glass bottle hit the young man's shoulder hard, then rolled to the ground and broke into pieces. The makeup remover flowed all over the floor, exuding a faint fragrance.

"If it's really me that's more beautiful! Then why doesn't he want to divorce her! Why doesn't he want to marry me! Why does he want to hide me!!!"

Those plastic and glass cosmetic bottles kept flying towards the boy.

However, apart from the initial pause, the boy walked into the bedroom without moving, locked the door, and blocked the woman's sharp screams from the door.

The door was slapped.

"Come out! Why did you lock the door! Come out and tell me! You bastard! If it weren't for your birth! I could have been with him longer!"

"Do you know how long he hasn't seen me! Do you know!!!"

The heart-piercing cry eventually turned into a broken cry, and the woman began to cry outside the door.

The boy inside the door sat at the table, crying loudly and sharply, the cold night outside the window, and the orange light in front of the table began to do his homework.

His back was straight, and in the cool night and the noisy and sharp noises, he was as quiet as a pool of clear water.

(End of this chapter)