Of course Ye Fan dared, where would Ye Fan not dare to go?
Besides, the place Feng Yue Ying was talking about was just a commercial house she bought herself.
In the Crescent Moon Bay District, Feng Yue Ying bought a house with a mortgage. It was 150 square meters, and in the third ring of Hua Hai City, it was considered a pretty good location.
However, Feng Yue Ying usually stayed in her apartment and rarely returned to her home.
To Feng Yue Ying, the desolation here reminded her of her younger brother in the sanatorium.
She took the elevator up to the 20th floor, and when she reached the door, Feng Yue Ying took out her keys, but her hand was slightly trembling as she opened the door.
Perhaps it was the cold air in the subway that made Feng Yue Ying sober up a little, the woman realized that this invitation was so ambiguous.
What was she thinking, to actually bring a man here, one must know that the two of them had only been close for two days …
But since she was already here, she couldn't just drive Ye Fan away. They were all adults, and inviting Ye Fan to her private house in the middle of the night was already very obvious.
If she drove Ye Fan away, wouldn't she be fooling around with him for no reason?
Thinking of the scene where Ye Fan stood up for her, Feng Yue Ying made up her mind …
"Sister Yue Ying, what's wrong with you, did you take the wrong key?" Ye Fan saw the woman's nervousness and felt that it was quite interesting.
Feng Yue Ying took a deep breath, opened the door, and said softly like a mosquito, "Come in …"
Walking into the house, the decorations were very warm, the sofa, tables and chairs were warm, and there were some landscape paintings hanging on the beige walls. However, because no one lived here usually, the air lacked the smell of home.
After throwing away her bag and taking off her coat, Feng Yue Ying was only left with a thin white shirt, under the light, it was especially moving.
The alcohol made the woman's fragrance especially strong.
Feng Yue Ying turned around, her beautiful eyes blinked, and her long eyelashes trembled, indescribably charming.
"Ye Fan … … You … … Are you single?" She felt that there was a need to ask clearly.
Ye Fan almost wanted to laugh, it seemed that Feng Yue Ying was really awake, she actually considered these questions.
"I do have a girlfriend, but it's fake, does that count?" Ye Fan said.
Feng Yue Ying only thought that he was joking, and rolled her eyes at him, "Yes is yes, what does it matter if it's real or fake … …"
Fan Xian shrugged his shoulders, "Really …" "Then no."
After Feng Yue Ying heard this, she heaved a sigh of relief. She walked in front of Ye Fan, raised her head, closed her eyes, and looked a little nervous.
Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw the woman's innocent appearance, but she was clearly very nervous.
"Sister Yueying, what are you doing?" Ye Fan asked playfully.
Feng Yue Ying opened her eyes and blushed. She said with some annoyance, "You … you bully me. You clearly know it!"
"Know what?"
Feng Yue Ying bit her red lips and said angrily, "Forget it if you don't know!"
With that, the woman turned to leave.
"Ugh …"
Before Feng Yue Ying could even cry out in alarm, she discovered that she had already been kissed by Ye Fan.
A pair of bright eyes blinked as she looked at the man up close. Her delicate body trembled slightly.
"Wait …" "Wait a minute!"
When Feng Yue Ying was touched by Ye Fan's hand, she suddenly quivered.
Ye Fan stopped moving and asked with a heavy breath, "What's wrong?"
Feng Yue Ying's face was tender and beautiful as she stammered, "I …" I want to go to the toilet first … "
Ye Fan smiled, "You can't hold it in anymore?"
"Hmm …" Feng Yue Ying wished she could crawl under the sofa. This was too embarrassing.
Ye Fan didn't waste his breath and got up from the woman, "Go."
Feng Yue Ying quickly got up and ran into the bathroom as if she was fleeing, closing the door behind her.
When she ran into the bathroom, Feng Yue Ying leaned against the door and slowly fell down. Her heart was beating like a deer as she subconsciously touched her two red lips. It seemed that there was still the scent of a man left behind.
This Ye Fan looked honest, but his skills were so powerful … Feng Yue Ying muttered in her heart, becoming more and more curious as to where this man came from.
However, as her mind became calmer and calmer, Feng Yue Ying also began to feel apprehensive. After she went out, how should she continue …
To put it bluntly, she was still a traditional and conservative woman. If she hadn't been provoked tonight, and Ye Fan had helped her twice, giving her a great sense of security, she wouldn't have invited Ye Fan to her house in a hot-headed manner.
Of course, it wasn't that she hated Ye Fan, it was just that … She felt that the relationship between the two had not reached that point yet.
Five minutes later, Feng Yue Ying hesitated and walked back to the living room. Just as her heart was beating like a drum, she saw that Ye Fan had already taken off his clothes and was lying on the sofa, snoring.
Feng Yue Ying was startled for a moment, then she heaved a sigh of relief. Since the man was asleep, then there was nothing to worry about.
"Idiot, aren't you afraid of catching a cold …"
Feng Yue Ying smiled and shook her head. She took out an air conditioner blanket from the bedroom and covered Ye Fan with it. She was very careful, afraid that she would wake the man up.
After a day of torment, she was also sleepy. Tomorrow was the weekend, so she didn't have to go to work. Feng Yue Ying planned to take a bath tomorrow morning, so she laid on the big bed in the bedroom and fell asleep not long after.
What the woman didn't know was that after she fell asleep, Ye Fan, who was in the living room, helplessly opened his eyes.
Ye Fan was naturally pretending to be asleep, because he discovered that Feng Yue Ying seemed to still be a virgin. Whether it was the woman's skills or reaction, she was clearly inexperienced.
Fortunately, Feng Yue Ying went to the washroom.
In this way, Ye Fan also found an opportunity to calm down, so he simply pretended to be asleep and ended everything.
The next morning, the sun shone into the living room.
Ye Fan smelled an alluring fragrance. When he opened his eyes, he found a graceful figure wearing a loose white T-shirt, an apron, and black hair, making breakfast in the kitchen.
The woman was wearing a pair of orange hot pants. She stood there with her legs crossed. As her body swayed, it was especially seductive.
Ye Fan's gaze slightly froze. A beautiful family woman, a warm little nest, this kind of faint feeling of home, made him yearn for it …
Coincidentally, Feng Yue Ying turned around to take the plate and saw Ye Fan looking at her. Feng Yue Ying's bare face revealed a trace of shyness and joy.
"Why didn't you say anything when you woke up? Why are you secretly staring at me?"
"Ying Ying, you're so beautiful." Ye Fan blurted out.
Feng Yue Ying's face instantly turned red, "What did you call me just now?"
Ye Fan grinned, "I've already kissed you, touched you, so calling you Ying Ying isn't too much, right?"
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