"Blergh …"
Zeng Rou lay on the chair and vomited until the sky turned dark.
Su Nianhua looked distressed and scolded softly, "Why did you drink so much when you can't drink?"
She retorted while vomiting, "I'm happy today …"
"Okay, okay, okay. You're happy, you're happy …"
Ye Huanyan glanced at the two children who were playing games on the sofa and yawning. She got up and walked to Zeng Rou, patted her back, and asked Su Nianhua, "I'll accompany you to send Xiao Rou and the children back to rest."
Su Nianhua frowned and looked at the two 'heroes' who were still drinking. "Where are they?"
"I'll come down later. I'll have to trouble you to take care of Naonnao for me tonight."
Su Nianhua nodded. "That's not a problem."
Ye Huanyan accompanied Su Nianhua to send the drunk Zeng Rou and the two children back to their room. At that time, Chen Yin was already drunk. Ye Huanyan did not hear Ling Han's answer to the last question. When they returned, Chen Yin was nowhere to be seen. Only one person was left in the messy room.
Ling Han still had a calm look on his face as he played with the wine glass in his hand. He didn't look drunk at all.
After five years, his alcohol tolerance had indeed improved.
"Where's Xiao Wu?"
Ye Huanyan asked. She suddenly thought that Ling Han might not know who Xiao Wu was, so she explained, "She's Chen Yin."
Ling Han lowered his head and said, "Her brother took her away."
Ye Huanyan nodded and looked at him. She hesitated and said, "You don't look drunk. Do you need me to send you back to your room?"
Ling Han looked up and his eyes were hazy. "We haven't had a drink yet."
Ye Huanyan took a deep breath and picked up the thick coat hanging beside him. "You're drunk. I'll send you back to your room."
He could still pretend to be so calm when he was drunk. It seemed that his alcohol tolerance had not improved, but his acting skills had.
"You still have questions to ask, right? I'm right here. You can continue asking. "
Ye Huanyan's hand, which was about to help him up, stopped in the air. She frowned and said, "Do you think I asked Xiaowu to ask you those questions?"
"Don't tell me that wasn't what you wanted to ask."
Ling Han interrupted her and put down the wine glass. He slowly stood up and faced Ye Huanyan, then grabbed her wrist. She fell back into the chair and held onto the corner of the table in panic. Her face was full of shock. She felt the pressure on her shoulder. Before she could say anything, a strong alcoholic kiss landed on her lips and tongue. After a long kiss, he held her face and put some distance between them. His gaze was distant. "A little girl who just met me for the first time asked me so many personal questions. Every word and sentence was about my feelings. Guess if she has ulterior motives or if the person behind her has other plans for me?"
This kiss messed up her rationality and made it difficult for her to open her mouth.
Ling Han completely misunderstood her, but she didn't know how to explain. Her burning gaze gradually turned cold and she stared at him blankly. "Have you never tried to trust anyone in your life?"
Hearing this, Ling Han's hand that was holding her face stiffened. "Didn't you ask me to ask myself? Fine, I'll ask you the question from before. When did you love your wife the most? "
"Day by day, at this very moment."
"Is that so?"
Ye Huanyan stared at him coldly. "You love her that much? It sounds very touching, but when she was alive, did you ever trust her? "
He stared blankly at Ye Huanyan, his eyes filled with pain. He retracted his hands from her cheeks and reached for the wine glass on the table and downed it in one gulp.
"No."
"What happened after she left?"
"After she left?"
Ling Han seemed to have thought of something that had happened a long time ago. He thought of the first time in his life that he had gone crazy for a woman, the first time in his life that he had fallen into endless despair. He thought of the day when the truth was revealed. He was drunk, but he couldn't forget the figure in his heart.
"After she left, I realized that other than her, there was no one by my side that I could really trust."
Ye Huanyan frowned. The anger in her heart had dissipated. Looking at his side profile, she only felt her heart ache.
There was someone in this world who had hurt and abused you thousands of times, but as long as he looked at you with a sorrowful gaze, you would be deeply trapped and unable to extricate yourself. You would be willing to go through a mountain of swords and a sea of fire for him again.
When she helped him into the elevator, Ye Huanyan was sure that he was really drunk.
His footsteps were hurried and his eyes were hazy. He looked at her and called her 'Yan Yan'.
But she couldn't be sure whether he was calling her Gu Huanyan or Ye Huanyan.
It wasn't easy to get him back to the room. She squeezed out a hot towel to wipe his face, but she was pulled to his chest and flipped under him. His slender fingers unbuttoned her coat skillfully. His cold hands directly reached under her sweater. After touching those two soft lumps, she was so cold that she shivered. She suddenly hugged his neck tightly and buried him in her violently heaving chest.
Through the sweater, she felt the rhythm of his large hands.
His desire grew stronger under the influence of alcohol. He couldn't wait to get rid of all the restraints. The long dress slipped from the bedside. The shiny belt and black lace underwear wrapped together and fell on the carpet. The huge chandelier above their heads refracted sparkling and translucent light, falling on the man's tightly muscled buttocks and the fair legs that were separated on both sides of his waist. That pair of strong hands was holding her smooth ankles, and the light fiercely pushed in.
"En ah …" Intolerable moans sounded one after another. She was so charming and seductive.
He stubbornly parted her legs even more. He bent down to find her lips and sealed her broken moans. Love was like a tide pushing in on the beach, overflowing, retreating, and pushing in again.
"Yan Yan, Yan Yan …"
In between the passionate kisses, he panted heavily and called out her name.
Ye Huanyan was angry for no reason. She suppressed her moans and held his face to ask him, "Who am I?"
"Yan Yan, my Yan Yan …"
"Ye Huanyan?"
"En."
Ye Huanyan was a little annoyed. She angrily bit his lips. He responded with an even more passionate kiss, turning her soul upside down.
Should she be angry? She slept with him with a new identity and body, but his mind was still filled with her old self. Should she be jealous of herself? She found it laughable just thinking about it.
She tried to resist his gentle attacks and held his face again. She broke away from his kiss and asked while panting, "Look at me. Am I Ye Huanyan?"
His drunken eyes were hazy and gentle, but his tone was incomparably firm. "Yes."
"You're drunk. How can you be so sure?"
His lips curled into a devilish smile. His hands slid from her ankles all the way to her waist. He lifted her by the waist and carried her so that her legs were still wrapped around his waist. He sat down on that scorching hot spot, deep in, and shallow out, causing her entire body to tremble. Her breathing became more rapid, but she was still not satisfied. "Because no one knows your body better than I do."
He kept circling around the edge of her mind. His tone was charming. "Do you want it? Yan Yan. "
Her face was like a peach blossom, crimson red. Her rationality was drowned under the extreme pleasure. Her cheeks were pressed against his chest, and she gasped for breath. "Please, give it to me …"
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