Chapter 192

"I want to marry you."

Short 6 words, Qiao Aiyun pupil shrink, a face of consternation.

Standing in the elevator, old lady Yan almost lost her chin, and her sight was almost the same as that of Qiao Aiyun. They were all scared out of their wits.

"Uncle Yan's mother..." Qiao Aiyun never thought that she could be proposed when she was 40 years old.

Moreover, the suitor was one of the people she was most afraid of in the first half of her life. She was cold faced, drunk and smashed by his mother. She lived for more than 40 years and felt ashamed for the first time.

His face was flushed with shame.

"Or go upstairs first." Old lady Yan suggested that the hotel lobby is really not a place to talk.

What's more, Yan Wangchuan is a bit delirious at the moment. He is clubbing like a log, which makes him lose his old Yan family. His father was a bit dull when he was young, but he is not like him.

"Good." Qiao Aiyun's wrist is held by him, trying to break free and get into the elevator, but someone is not willing to let go.

This made her so angry that she led her into the elevator.

The atmosphere suddenly became very awkward.

Old lady Yan stood in the rear, and the two stood in front, holding hands.

Qiao Aiyun and song Jingren's marriage existed in name as early as when she found out that he was cheating, which is why there is only one child between them.

Many elders of the Song family are very conservative and feel that they have to have a boy, but Qiao Aiyun already thinks that he is very dirty, even if he is sick in the same bed, let alone having another child. Even if song Jingren wants a boy in his heart, he doesn't dare to force her.

There is little intimacy between them. Most of all, I join hands with people at activities. Qiao Aiyun's face is very red.

His palms were hot and sweaty, so he would not let go half an inch.

"Elder martial brother..." Qiao Aiyun's voice is weak, "can you loosen up a little?"

Yan Wangchuan stares at her and says nothing. He obviously doesn't want to.

"Your palms are sweaty. It's hard."

Yan Wangchuan released her hand and relieved her wrist. She breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Guang saw Yan Wangchuan take out the tissue from his pocket, repeatedly wipe the palm of his hand, and then reach out to her, "no sweat."

Joe Ai Yun mouth a smoke, this is a what operation?

After a great shock, Mrs. Yan felt very comforted, but she was enlightened. How could she be so rigid in speaking and doing things.

Yan Wangchuan has been holding out his hand, making Qiao Aiyun nervous.

The elevator had reached the floor. She stepped out first, her wrist was hooked, and the next second she fell into the hot palm.

Her face was red, and she was ashamed of herself.

"What do you want?" He is so serious at ordinary times. How can he drink too much? He is such a rascal, and there are still elders.

"Hand in hand." He's right.

"Elder martial brother, I don't think it's suitable. I..."

"I want to marry you. There is nothing wrong with it."

Joe Aiyun's pupils dilate, get married?

"Wangchuan, go back to your room first." Old lady Yan was very relieved and couldn't close her mouth with a smile.

Old lady Yan and Yan Wangchuan did not live together. When they arrived at the door of the room, the old lady was leaning on crutches and holding her glasses. "Wangchuan, where's the gate card?"

"Pocket." Yan Wangchuan held Qiao Aiyun tightly with his fingers for a moment.

"On which side?" The old lady reached for her room card.

Someone is not happy, "ask her to take it."

The old lady can't tell what it's like from the bottom of her heart. As a mother, she can't touch it?

This makes Qiao Aiyun nervous, can only stretch out the other hand to his pocket to touch the room card, open the door, the old lady with a huff, "I'm old, really sleepy, Aiyun ah, our home Wangchuan to you, I go to sleep first."

"Aunt --" Qiao Aiyun was so anxious that her forehead was sweating. Why did she run away? What about her?

Yan Wangchuan has a lot of strength. She can't get rid of it, so she has to follow him back to her room first.

**

He lives in the standard big bed room of the hotel, which is very clean. There are computer files on the desk, and they are collected properly. Even the suits hanging on the hanger are ironed, which shows how restrained he is in his daily life.

Qiao Aiyun once fell in love in her life. She met a scum like song Jingren. Apart from him, she had never been alone with the opposite sex. Besides, she is still in a hotel.

"Elder martial brother, you can let go now."

"I'm not your elder martial brother." Yan Wangchuan corrected her seriously.

"You are not my elder martial brother. What are you?" Qiao Aiyun chuckles.

"I don't want to be your senior brother."

Qiao Aiyun is chatting and laughing. After that, if anyone gives him more wine, she will be anxious with anyone.

Usually it's not like this at all. How can I drink too much and dare to say anything.

"You let me go first. I'm in the house. I can't run."

"You promise to marry me first."

"I..." Qiao Aiyun was so angry that he couldn't beat him. How could he be such a rascal.

Then she thought, why do you compete with a drunkard, just follow his words, "OK, I promise you."

"Really?"

"Really, you can let me go now."

Yan Wangchuan seems to be a little reluctant, "another minute."

Qiao Ai Yun sighed tone, have no way, can only let him lead, so a hand in hand, don't know how many a minute passed.

Later, she coaxed her for a long time, and someone released her hand and took off her clothes and went to bed.

He is used to restraint. Even when he is drunk and his fingers are shaking, he has to fold his clothes neatly before lying on the bed smoothly. Even his sleeping posture is standard and restrained.

Alcohol effect, he lay down, soon fell asleep, his coat has been dirty, all wine, Qiao Aiyun slightly frown, simply take the clothes, to the fourth floor laundry to help him clean.

This kind of laundry room in the hotel, as well as the dryer, is convenient.

It's just that the clothes have been washed thoroughly for more than an hour.

After she went back, Yan Wangchuan was still asleep and her posture had not changed. She folded her clothes and helped him pour a glass of water before leaving the hotel.

Along the way, she still wanted to settle a good account with Joe Wangbei later, but he was sitting in the car and had already fallen asleep.

She lost her temper with anger.

**

Foreign snow fields

Song Fengwan was also worried about Duan Linbai's eyes. After returning to the house, she checked a lot of information about snow blindness. She didn't sleep all night. It was about five o'clock. When Huaisheng got up to chant scriptures, she put on her clothes and went to Fu Shen's room.

This is a hotel, also a B & B style. You don't need to swipe your card or password to unlock it. After entering the room, you just need to lock the door from the inside.

Fu Chen often changes Duan Linbai's ice bag at night. The door is unlocked. Song Fengwan turns his finger and pushes it open.

The room was dark, only the curtain opened a slit, the snow color came in, and the furnishings in the room could be seen clearly.

Duan Linbai was lying on the bed, still asleep, while Fu Shen was sitting on the chair beside the bed, with light on his back. He couldn't see his face clearly, so he probably fell asleep.

Song Fengwan walked to Fu Shen quietly, bent down to pick up the blanket that had slipped from his leg, covered him gently, and then stared at Duan Linbai for a long time. When he turned to leave, his wrist was pulled.

"Late, late." Fu Shen was hoarse and stood up directly.

Song Fengwan turned his head. With the color of snow, the light was so dark that he could hardly see people. He could only vaguely see his eyes, dark and bright, and his mouth was slightly pursed.

"Get up so early." Fu Chenyu glanced out of the window. The night was dim and the street lights were still on.

"I can't sleep. Is brother Duan OK?" She lowered her voice for fear of waking him.

"It shouldn't be a big problem. Maybe we'll be blind for a while. At dawn, he and I took the earliest cable car to the hospital and checked in the local area first. It's no big problem. I'll send him back to Beijing. This time I can't take you home." Fu Chen moved half an inch to her side and got closer.

"It doesn't matter. It's important to see him."

"I was afraid of yesterday?" Duan Linbai suddenly snow blind, who are unprepared, Fu Chen did not have time to comfort her.

"I was scared before, but now it's OK."

"Come here a little." Fu Shen has a deep voice.

"Well?"

"Your voice is too small to hear clearly."

Song Fengwan was afraid of disturbing Duan Linbai, so he moved a little towards him

Fu Shen's eyes are more and more gloomy. I'm afraid it will take a long time to see this separation. He bends down slightly and his head falls down

The size of the distance, two people's breathing ambiguous entanglement, song wind night breath disorder, with a trace of sweet and greasy, Fu Shen body also scattered a light smell of sandalwood, heavy clear, all pervasive.

There are still people in this room. Song Fengwan subconsciously wants to hide.

Fu Chen's eyes tighten

"Brother Duan is still here." Song Fengwan's fingers are slightly clenched, and the surroundings are so dim that she can't see Fu Shen's look clearly. They are entangled with each other in beautiful breath.

At the moment, her mind was hooked by him. The tip of his nose rubbed against her, and her thin lips were already floating around her lips

This kind of ambiguity is the most grinding.

Song Fengwan's heart was trembling, his lips were numb, and his body was a little soft.

"Don't do that. You'll wake brother Duan up." She was in a state of confusion, only her voice reluctantly resisted.

Fu Shen, with a low smile, reaches for her chin and aims at

Kiss directly.

Song Feng didn't have time to exclaim in the evening, and his voice was completely sealed.

Fu Chen put his other hand around her waist and held her in his arms. Song Fengwan pulled his clothes on his chest, hoping to tear the light sweater to pieces.

"Don't move. Keep your voice down. It will disturb Lin Bai." Fu Chen held her lips, gently sucking and slowly licking.

It made her numb.

Song Fengwan reaches out his hand to push him, but someone's strength is too strong to shake.

"Well, don't move. I'll give you a kiss."

"Let's keep it down."

The Song Dynasty was so shameless at this time.

Fu Chen completely imprisons her. Song Fengwan can't get rid of her and doesn't dare to struggle. He can only accept his tender and passionate kiss

She felt that she was going to be driven crazy by Fu Shen. There were still people in the room. She was afraid that Duan Linbai would wake up. Her heart would hang in her throat and her heart would be so nervous that her whole mind would be in a mess. Fu Shen took the opportunity to attack the City and seize the land. She wanted to take her breath away

She could only rely on Fu Shen for support.

Until she couldn't bear it, Fu Chen let go a little.

But did not completely leave, lips and lips gently touch, as if to leave.

"Brother Duan is still here, how dare you..." Song Feng was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and he was scared out of his mind.

Fu Chen put his hand around her, thin hot lips, close to her ear, voice low ambiguous, "tasted once, want to go crazy."

"You..." song Fengwan's eyes closed and his body trembled, "you are playing a hooligan."

"Well." Fu Chen did not deny, "if you are willing to cooperate with me next time, I will be more happy."

Song Feng was so angry that she wanted to kick him, but she did. She raised her foot and stepped on Fu Shen's instep

Fu Chen took a cold breath, but held him closer.

"I'm bold!"

"You deserve it."

Fu Chen chuckled, holding her hand and going out, "let's go. It's almost sunrise. The sunrise in the snow field is spectacular."

Song Fengwan can not attack in this room, can only let him lead himself out.

**

As soon as they left, the man on the bed breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lying trough, almost suffocating me."

"I didn't find that Fu San is such a rascal before. He has a small mouth and eats tofu everywhere."

"And treat me like a dead man? I don't even dare to breathe. "

Duan Linbai subconsciously reached out to touch his mobile phone. He was surprised that he couldn't see it. Now in this society, he can't play with his mobile phone, so he can't live.

I don't know how long later, Huaisheng touched his room.

"Uncle Duan, are you awake?" Duan Linbai can feel him climbing into bed.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Are you bored, or shall I read you a passage?"

Duan Linbai took a puff from the corner of his mouth. When his eyes were ready, he wanted to break the little monk into pieces, steamed and braised, and then fried.