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Chapter 50

Words:2126Update:22/06/17 18:28:49

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After coming out, the smell of alcohol faded. She walked side by side with Yan Beicheng, their arms rubbing against each other intimately. She could smell the light fragrance of a man coming from his body. She didn't know what kind of perfume he was using. It smelled so good.

This was the first time she walked so intimately with him. Even though the night wind was cold, her face still burned.

Unknowingly, she stopped. Lin Chu was still in a daze.

"Not opening the door?" Yan Beicheng's magnetic and pleasant voice came from above her head.

Lin Chu blinked and suddenly raised her head. She happened to meet Yan Beicheng's lowered black eyes and saw his half-smile. "You don't want to open the door and go in?"

"Uh? Ah! "Lin Chu reacted and quickly took out the key from her coat pocket.

However, with her right hand being held by him, her left hand wasn't very strong. Plus, she was nervous, so she couldn't open the door.

"Let go of me first. I can't open the door with my left hand," Lin Chu said as she retracted her hand.

Yan Beicheng obediently let go of her, but at the same time, he went around to her left and held her left hand.

Lin Chu: "…"

At least it was more convenient to change to her right hand. After opening the door, Yan Beicheng didn't let go of her. He looked like he was going to send her to the door.

Lin Chu didn't say anything else. Actually, if she decided to be with him, there was nothing to hide. Moreover, Xu Moyan had a good relationship with her and was someone she trusted a lot. Even if she hid it from others, she wouldn't hide it from Xu Moyan.

The two of them entered the elevator. Yan Beicheng lowered his head and looked at Lin Chu without blinking. Lin Chu felt uncomfortable and wanted to find a hole to hide in. Especially when Yan Beicheng's gentle gaze seemed to be nailed to her face.

Lin Chu's face was burning. She didn't dare to look up at him. Her hand was still held by him. She bravely pinched his fingers. "Stop looking!"

Not only did Yan Beicheng not look away, he took a step forward and almost touched the tips of her shoes. His long arms pulled her into his embrace and he lowered his head to find her lips.

Lin Chu was stunned by his kiss. What if someone came in midway?

She was hugged tightly and unknowingly squeezed against the wall of the elevator. She was kissed so hard that she couldn't think of anything else.

Lin Chu was so nervous that he didn't move at all. He felt that every cell in his body was permeated with his aura.

In the end, she didn't even know how he pulled her out of the elevator. By the time she realized it, the two of them were already standing in front of the door.

Lin Chu's face was burning. He didn't know how red his face was and how swollen his mouth was. Just as he was about to calm down outside, he saw Yan Beicheng raise his hand and press the doorbell.

Lin Chu: "…"

Lin Chu was still thinking that Xu Moyan was in the room listening to YY. He didn't know if she could hear the doorbell. Just as he was about to open the door, he heard footsteps in the room.

Then, the door opened.

Xu Moyan said, "You didn't bring the key —"

The voice stopped abruptly.

Xu Moyan stared dumbfoundedly at Yan Beicheng, who was standing in front of the door. Her gaze slid down to his and Lin Chu's hands.

After a long time, Xu Moyan said in a daze, "Lin Chu, you found your second spring?"

Lin Chu: "…"

"…" Yan Beicheng was very depressed. He wanted to be Lin Chu's first spring. "Hello, I'm Yan Beicheng, Lin Chu's boyfriend."

"Yan Beicheng? Young Master Yan Beicheng? " Xu Moyan exclaimed. Thinking of what Lin Chu had mentioned before, Xu Moyan slapped her forehead. Why didn't she think of it? She just didn't expect Lin Chu to figure it out so quickly.

Xu Moyan suddenly grabbed Yan Beicheng's hand. "Young Master Yan, I didn't call you by your name on purpose. I wasn't being disrespectful!"

Yan Beicheng: "…"

Lin Chu: "…"

Xu Moyan was a smart person at work. Why was she so dumb outside of work?

Xu Moyan let go of Yan Beicheng's hand and gave way. "Young Master Yan, come in and sit!"

Yan Beicheng looked at Lin Chu's embarrassed look and said, "It's too late today. I'll come over another day."

Lin Chu also said to Xu Moyan, "He drank tonight. Let him go back earlier."

Xu Moyan was just being polite. If she really let a god like Yan Beicheng in, she would be under a lot of pressure.

Yan Beicheng smiled and glanced at Lin Chu. He said goodbye to her and left.

Xu Moyan closed the door. She wasn't in a hurry to go back to YY. She pulled Lin Chu and winked at him. "You're progressing pretty fast. From what you said just now, it's like you're his wife. You're even so considerate of him. "

"Don't you need to go back to YY?" Lin Chu said.

Xu Moyan waved her hand. "My male god came in and said a few words before leaving. It doesn't matter if he listened or not. Quick, tell me honestly. If you don't tell me clearly, don't even think about sleeping tonight. "

Hence, she explained for a long time.

Lin Chu thought that since he was going to say it, he might as well tell Xu Moyan everything clearly so that Xu Moyan wouldn't ask again in the future.

Yan Beicheng returned to the car. Not long after he left with Lin Chu, Shao Huai came back to wait. He was on the way back to Tripod City.

Yan Beicheng unconsciously touched his lips and couldn't help but laugh.

After a while, he took out his phone, unlocked the screen, and opened WeChat. He wanted to send a message to Lin Chu, but he saw that the 8864 group chat was especially lively.

He clicked on it and saw that Wei Zilin had sent a photo. It was that afternoon at the entrance of Sheng Yue, when he kissed Lin Chu. And the angle was not just good. Lin Chu's back was facing the camera, so he couldn't see her face. She was just being hugged by him. Her long hair matched with her long white coat made her look especially graceful and elegant.

But his face could be seen clearly. When he lowered his head to kiss Lin Chu, he was facing the camera.

He heard Wei Ziqi say, "Oh, you've really found spring."

Han Zhuoli: "Yan Beicheng can even find a wife. What right does he have!"

Chu Zhaoyang silently lit a candle for Han Zhuoli.

Wei Zhiqian: "I'm going to flood my friends' circle!"

When Yan Beicheng saw this, he didn't continue looking and directly opened his friends' circle. In the end, he saw that it wasn't just Wei Zhiqian. The others all posted the same photo. Even the accompanying words were exactly the same: Yan Beicheng, is your wife?

Yan Beicheng decisively replied to each of them: My wife, what's up!

Then he sent a cool emoji wearing sunglasses. He had never felt so proud before!

He finally knew how satisfying it felt when Qi Chengzhi and Qi Chenglin showed off their love.

At this moment, at the Yan family's old house, Old Madam Yan had just hung up Old Madam Han's call. She immediately opened WeChat and saw that Old Madam Han had sent her the photo of Yan Beicheng kissing Lin Chu.

Yan Beicheng and the others were sly and sly. They didn't want to add old men and old women as friends. But Han Zhuoli wasn't paying attention and was caught by Old Madam Han. But Han Zhuoli usually blocked Old Madam Han's messages. So when Old Madam Han added him, it was as if she didn't. For a while, she mistakenly thought that her grandson didn't use WeChat. Later, after listening to Old Madam Yan's analysis, she realized that this grandson was sly.

But this time, Han Zhuoli forgot and was seen by Old Madam Han. She immediately called Old Madam Yan.

Old Madam Yan wore her presbyopic glasses and called Old Master Yan. "Quickly come over and take a look. Grandson has a girlfriend."

Old Master Yan was originally in front of the French window in the living room, tending to his plants. When he heard that, he ran over. "Let me take a look."

Old Madam Yan passed the phone to Old Master Yan. Old Master Yan was disappointed. "I can't see her face. I don't know what she looks like."

Old Madam Yan seemed to have thought of something. She looked at the photo on the phone with a face full of worry. "Do you think our grandson is going to learn from those rich young men and look for those young models or celebrities? This girl is a dutiful person, isn't she? "

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