Cultivating a Doting Wife: Domineering Male God Forces Marriage Step by Step

Chapter 1397 Yan Xin is at peace, she is the Yan family (3)

On the other side, everyone who finished the barbecue returned to the hotel.

Those who have a crush go back with the crush, those who don't have a crush are still chasing or those who are being chased also hold together one after another, Wen Shuangshuang holds Ye Ruowu's hand and doesn't let go, and keeps teasing Xiangyun's crazy wife-chasing story.

Even Ye Zixuan couldn't stand Shen Muyang's pitiful stalking and went back to his room after trying his best to please her.

When Xiang Yan and the others went back, there was only one jade mirror sitting outside.

When he arrived at the entrance of the hotel, Xiang Yan paused for a moment, thinking about the shadow that followed behind him and Si Yan when he and Si Yan entered, and frowned slightly, maybe Yu Fengjing also heard something...

"What's the matter, Mr. Xiang?" Shu Fan looked around, there was no one else except Yu Fengjing.

Xiang Yan gave up and went into the hotel without saying a word.

Shu Fan and Jin Xin looked at each other in blank dismay, what they knew today was enough to burn their brains, and they didn't care what Yu Fengjing was sitting there now!

After reaching the hotel entrance, Shu Fan backed out again, staring at the shadow in the distance and ran over.

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As soon as Xiang Yan got out of the elevator, he heard Si Yan's voice. He walked a few steps in a strange way, and became worried when he saw Si Ling and his wife and Wen Shuangshuang standing at the door.

When I walked over and saw the door of the wide open guest room, and the person sitting at the door drinking carelessly with a bottle of wine, my heart was also pulled hard.

What's more, there are still shards of glass all around.

Si Ling and the others looked worriedly at Si Yan who kept pouring wine into his mouth. This was the first time they saw Si Yan drinking like this. They only came out to watch when they heard the sound of a bottle breaking. They didn't expect it to be Si Yan. Yan sat at the door holding the wine bottle.

Wanting to go forward to dissuade him from taking the wine bottle, Sheng Zhiyuan stopped him, saying that he was afraid that Si Yan would be scratched by the glass if he went over all of a sudden, but fortunately, Si Yan didn't move at all, so they thought of a way up.

Xiang Yan closed his stinging eyes fiercely, stepped on the broken glass without any scruples, half-kneeled in front of Si Yan, but didn't dare to reach for the wine bottle.

As soon as he came over, Si Yan also noticed it, looked up at Xiang Yan in a daze, looked at the familiar eyebrows and the familiar feeling of security, raised his head and smiled, and stretched out his hands towards Xiang Yan.

As a result, before Xiang Yan could hug anyone, the wine bottle in Si Yan's hand bumped into Xiang Yan's shoulder and slid down along his arm. It shattered again with a bang. It's all on my clothes.

"Yanyan!" It took Xiang Yan a long time to find his own voice, but it was hoarse and trembling all the time, "You should go to bed, and I shouldn't be sitting on the ground!"

Si Yan raised his head slightly, still looked at Xiang Yan with a smile, poked his face from time to time, and said innocently: "Don't cry, it doesn't look good when you cry!"

The few people standing outside looked at Xiang Yan strangely, why was he crying?Or is it that what Si Yan saw was different from what they saw?

Will it rain in her world when someone is drunk?Xiang Yan caressed his boss Yan's face, squeezed it tenderly, and comforted him: "You are wrong, I am so happy, I know how to protect myself from harm when I am drunk, this time I did a great job, Luckily you didn't hurt yourself!"

Xiang Yan sniffed, and closed his eyes again and again to prevent himself from getting too out of control, but Si Yan's little hand was still pressed against his face, and after he spoke, he touched his eyes again, and kept looking at him with an aggrieved expression. with him.

Xiang Yan felt a sudden suffocating pain in his heart, this silly girl, can she still see through his scarred soul when she is drunk?
　When I wrote this paragraph at night, I felt sorry for my Yan Yan Xiangye. So, do you have any?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)