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Chapter 392

As soon as An Lan walked out of the corner, he met Ling Yichen who was waiting for him. His slender figure stood beside the pillar of light, covered with a warm yellow halo, and a doting smile between his eyebrows, looking at her gently.

As her heart warmed, she quickly rushed into his arms and enjoyed his warm embrace. The unpleasant scene just now disappeared in his smile, and Ling Yichen was the best medicine to heal all her pain and anger.

Ling Yichen patted her back gently and asked in a low voice: "Have you handled it?"

"Yeah." An Lan whispered with a little dependence and laziness: "I want to go home."

"good."

Before he could finish his words, he had already held her hand. The two disappeared quietly from the party, without anyone paying attention. There were only a pair of deep eyes. After watching their backs disappear, they turned their eyes to Xia Ruoqi, who had just come out of the bathroom and looked slightly weird.

After returning to the apartment, An Lan took a shower and was refreshed. She leaned lazily in Ling Yichen's arms and squirted a certain sound, laughing from time to time.

"I'm very happy?" Ling Yichen lowered his head and kissed her in the ear, asking.

An Lan raised her head back, kissed her chin, and said with a hunch: "When I took out that video, she still bit her to death and refused to admit it. Later, after I exposed her, I felt that she wanted to kill me."

The hand holding her tightened slightly, Ling Yichen's black eyes flashed with seriousness, and said solemnly: "With me here, she can't hurt you."

"Well, I feel so too." An Lan smiled and continued, "She also knows my identity. At that moment, I saw surprise and fear in her eyes. She should be very scared. I showed this video to Feng Yu, and even exposed her identity."

"Do you want to tell Feng Yu the truth?" Ling Yichen asked lightly. Feng Yu was a special existence to him.

They were once good brothers, but later they became enemies. Now they are strangers, but he does not sympathize with Feng Yu.

An Lan slowly shook her head and pondered, "I did have the impulse to tell him the true face of that woman. This is not for him, but when I think of her approaching him with my identity, I feel disgusted when I think of her, I don't want to do this."

A little bit of distress flashed in her wet eyes. She was very disgusted with Mailinlin's approach. But she was indeed right. She really didn't want Feng Yu to know that she was the real An Lan, and she was afraid that the man would not know what he would do.

She dared to reveal her identity to Xia Ruoqi, but she expected that Xia Ruoqi would not dare to tell Feng Yu, which would be of no benefit to her.

Ling Yichen hugged her and comforted her softly: "I know. After tonight, I don't think she dares to act rashly anymore, don't worry."

"Yes." An Lan nodded, no longer mentioning those annoying things.

On the other hand, shortly after Xia Ruoqi came out of the bathroom, she also followed Feng Yu to leave the party.

The car was driving on the quiet road. Xia Ruoqi looked at Feng Yu next to her and thought of An Lan's threat tonight. She felt even more excited. She must completely conquer Feng Yu. She must conceive his child first!

Thinking to her heart, Xia Ruoqi leaned on her soft and boneless body, stroked her hand on his chest, and said softly: "Yu, my head is a little dizzy, a little hot, so uncomfortable."

She was wearing a slightly lower-cut evening dress, showing her curves intentionally or unintentionally, and at the same time, she wrapped her arms around his neck, and her red lips kept getting closer.

Feng Yu was a little cold in his eyebrows when he was silent. He lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him who was hinting at the strong, but he couldn't raise any desire. Her charming and passion were different from An Lan in his previous life, and the artificiality was relatively large.

When he thought of this, his eyes faded a little more, he pulled down her hand and said, "I'm a little tired."

What is the implication is that it refuses?

Xia Ruoqi's eyes opened slightly, Feng Yu's attitude was too cold! She was unwilling to give up and wanted to continue working hard. She sat on Feng Yu's thighs, rubbing against him as if nothing had happened, exhaling like orchids.

"Yu, we haven't had it for so long... Don't you want to?"

Yes, Feng Yu has never touched her until now. At most, he just kissed and hugged her. Every time he reached the last step, he retreated. Xia Ruoqi had no idea what was going on!

After hearing her words, Feng Yu raised his eyebrows almost indifferently. It was not that he didn't have any need, but he had always respected Xia Ruoqi and hoped that she would truly accept herself before she could integrate into one.

But no matter how the woman in front of her looked, she felt that she was too anxious and didn’t look like An Lan!

For some reason, he hated her appearance very much, and his face turned completely cold. He spread her hands and said coldly: "I don't want to say it again."

Xia Ruoqi looked at him in shock and resentment, while Feng Yu had already closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, not going to see her. She moved her lips, and finally gritted her teeth and sat back in her seat, feeling both hatred and anxious.

Lan Xin must be the one who made it by Lan Xin. She threatened herself on the surface, but in fact she must have done something behind her back to make Feng Yu dislike him. It must be her!
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