Fairy Cries Only At Night

There was boundless fear at the bottom of my heart. I kept blinking my eyes, but I didn't dare to look at Li Yan.

"Want to know?"

I shook my head, shaking my head hard.

Li Yan smiled at me, like Ao Mei at the edge of a cliff, opening the coldest flower, "life is better than death."

My heart stopped. My eyes were wide open and looked at Li Yan. I grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair more tightly and wanted to sink my nails into it.

But I didn't sink in. Li Yan held my hand generously, covered my palm with his fingers, and began to wonder, "it's hot to sweat so much?"

His voice was magical, magnetic, dumb and pleasant to hear, but it sounded like a criminal officer who sentenced me to death. He was almost executed.

I pulled up the corners of my mouth and smiled, "it's very hot, it's very hot..."

I said I was going to take my hand back, but Li Yan held me and didn't move. My heart was about to jump out of my throat. I pulled my hand back hard, and one side was soft and covered my palm.

I looked at the smoke gray handkerchief in my palm and was shocked.

"Or body deficiency."

The faint voice remembered that there was no difference in peace. My heart fell back and breathed hurriedly.

"What's the matter?"

"No, nothing..." I turned my head with a dry smile and put my hand on my forehead.

Li Yan's handkerchief covered it, and there were only Li Yan's white fingers and smoke gray handkerchief in front of me.

In fact, excluding my prejudice against Li Yan, Li Yan is indeed a diamond king five that women flock to. It is not only his identity, but also his face and whole body temperament, especially this gentle action now, that can absolutely fascinate women.

But I won't. I have nothing but a daze.

Li Yan took the blanket off my leg and pushed me forward again.

The night in Beijing is beautiful. The towering buildings, gorgeous lights and all kinds of beautiful women walking all show the prosperity here.

I think of Shanghai. It's as prosperous as Shanghai. The difference is that the climate here is dry and the climate there is damp.

Strange here, familiar there.

Speaking of familiarity, Li Yan has been here for more than a month. Doesn't he have to go back?

I think of what he said here before. Play, how is this possible!

There must be something wrong with him, but I don't know about it.

But I don't want to stay here. I want to go back and make money.

"When shall we go back?"

"Do you want to go back?"

Li Yan asked faintly, but his steps didn't stop.

"Of course!" I nodded hurriedly.

The wheelchair stopped. Li Yan looked at me with his unfathomable eyes. I found that I was too positive. I turned my eyes and pretended to be very bored. "I've been in the hospital for so long, and I'm not interested in this place for a long time!"

“……”

Li Yan didn't answer, and I began to get nervous.

In fact, if it was before, I don't have to be so frightened at all, but since I was injured this time, I feel that Li Yan seems to be staring at me.

Like a cobra, eyeing me.

My nervous palms began to sweat again. Just when I thought Li Yan saw something, the wheelchair moved, and Li Yan's low magnetic words also came into my ears, "half a month."

"Half a month?!"

I looked at him in surprise and couldn't control my mouth. "Don't you have to go to work?"

I'm not very clear about Li Yan's specific career. I just occasionally heard others say that Li Yan is doing almost everything to make money, and why he is rated as the youngest entrepreneur by foreigners.

Anyway, just listening is very awesome.

As soon as I finished, Li Yan looked at me with that kind of unfathomable eyes. I hurried to cover my mouth and knew that I had crossed the border.

What am I?

The identity of being a hostess, and in Li Yan's eyes, I am a seller. He gives money and I give him happiness. It's so simple.

"Then what? I'm hungry."

I hurried to find the topic, hoping to avoid it.

Li Yan didn't speak and pushed me to the roadside. Soon, a black Bentley stopped in front of us.

I looked at the car in surprise and looked around. I dare say it has been following us!

I stood up happily from my wheelchair and was about to walk into the car, but my body soared into the air. When I reacted again, I had already sat in the car.

The wheelchair has been put into the back seat by the driver.

I looked at Li Yan and blinked again.

Is it my brain or Li Yan's brain?

We went to a romantic western restaurant, still French.

Li Yan still carried me in. I accepted the attention of everyone in the restaurant. It's rare that I blushed at you.

The waiter quickly came over. "What can I do for you, sir?"

"Two T-bone steaks, medium rare, a bottle of 82 Lafite and a glass of orange juice."

"Yes, sir. Just a moment."

My eyes have brightened since I heard Lafite in 82. This wine may be ordinary wine in the eyes of Li Yan's tycoons, but it is very expensive in my eyes.

Although I hate wine now, it doesn't dispel my curiosity about it.

So when I bring the wine, my eyes won't touch you.

But, however, in front of me was a glass of orange juice, and next to Li Yan was a transparent glass.

I watched the waiter pour the wine, then leave, and then looked at Li Yan's elegant action of shaking the wine glass and said, "I want to drink too!"

Li Yan picked his eyebrow and looked at me. The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked. It was a flat radian, "you can't drink."

As he spoke, he picked up the wine glass on purpose, held it up in front of me, and then pasted it on the edge of his lip.

I was so angry that I picked up orange juice and poured it.

"Bang" put the cup down, picked up the knife and fork and cut it on the plate.

I made a loud noise. People around me looked at me, but I looked at Li Yan like a demonstration. It didn't converge at all, but it was louder.

But what was irritating was that Li Yan turned a blind eye to my 'anger' and gracefully cut the steak in front of him. That noble appearance made me gnash my teeth.

I fork a large piece of beef into my mouth and watch Li Yan chew it hard.

"Yan?" the gentle voice fell into my ears. I paused and turned to see the man.

Rice white buttock tight dress, V-neck sleeveless design, silver thin high heels, lv handbag on hand, long curly chestnut hair obliquely placed on the left chest, with a gentle, intellectual and beautiful breath all over.

I looked at the woman and then looked at Li Yan, stunned.

Nima, I have forgotten that people of Li Yan's identity have so many confidants.

The woman also saw me. She was stunned. She crossed her eyes and despised me. Although she disappeared soon, she was still seen by me.

"Yan, long time no see." the woman went to Li Yan's side, stretched out her hand and smiled softly.