Life countdown begins, ice queen bursts into security room

Jiang Fan followed Su Yuyan into the elevator.

Su Yuyan pressed the button for the 23rd floor, retreated to the corner of the elevator, crossed her arms over her chest, and stared at the changing floor numbers.

Neither of them spoke.

The humming sound of the elevator was particularly clear in the enclosed space.

Hey~

Upon arriving at the apartment entrance, Su Yuyan entered the password and pushed the door open, walking straight inside.

Jiang Fan stood at the door for two seconds, then resignedly stepped inside and closed the door behind him.

Su Yuyan took off her suit jacket and casually draped it over the armrest of the sofa.

I kicked off my flats, stepped barefoot onto the carpet, and walked to the sofa to sit down.

His legs were crossed, his arms were resting on the armrests, and his chin was slightly raised.

"Come and sit down."

Jiang Fan walked over, glanced at the seat next to her, turned the corner, and sat down on the single sofa opposite.

The two of them sat facing each other for about ten seconds.

Su Yuyan spoke first.

"Jiang Fan, I have a question for you. Answer me honestly."

Jiang Fan straightened his back slightly.

"Between me and Shen Nian, who sings better?"

The room was silent for a few seconds.

Jiang Fan's mind raced for a moment.

No matter how you answer this question, it will be wrong.

If you say Shen Nian is nice, you won't be leaving this room tonight; if you say Su Yuyan is nice, she'll keep asking questions until dawn.

"You two have different styles, each with its own merits."

Su Yuyan stared at him, seemingly dissatisfied with the answer.

"Even a twelve-year-old like Tiger can give the answer, why can't you?"

Jiang Fan rubbed his temples.

"Tiger hasn't been through the harsh realities of life."

Su Yuyan didn't laugh; she crossed her legs in a different direction.

"And that Song Siyi."

Jiang Fan was taken aback. "What's wrong with her now?"

"When you were a child, did you say in front of the whole neighborhood that you wanted to marry her?"

"That was Yuan—I was only eight years old then. You actually believed what an eight-year-old said? We haven't been in touch for years."

I almost let it slip.

Su Yuyan didn't notice his slip of the tongue; her attention was elsewhere.

"We hadn't been in touch for years, but we've reconnected today, haven't we?"

Jiang Fan sighed.

"Su Yuyan, what exactly do you want to ask today?"

Su Yuyan stood up.

She walked barefoot to the liquor cabinet, opened the door, ran her fingers over the bottles, and finally pulled out a bottle of whiskey.

I unscrewed the cap, poured myself a glass, and drank it all in one go.

"I just want to know, what do I mean to you?"

This sentence was spoken very softly, without much variation.

But Jiang Fan could tell that she had been thinking about this issue all day at the welfare home.

From the moment Hu Zi said "Sister Shen Nian".

Jiang Fan didn't rush to answer.

He propped himself up on his knees and walked over to Su Yuyan.

The two people were less than half a step apart.

He reached out, took the wine glass from her hand, and placed it on the wine cabinet counter next to her.

Su Yuyan looked up at him.

Jiang Fan raised his hand, his thumb tracing the edge of her lips—

"You're nothing."

Su Yuyan's expression changed.

"You are you. Su Yuyan is Su Yuyan, unique in my heart. You don't need to compare yourself to anyone else."

Su Yuyan pursed her lips.

She turned her head away, avoiding Jiang Fan's fingers.

Don't give me that crap.

Where can I find a condom?

"That smooth-talking, glib talk."

Her voice was noticeably softer than before, and she realized it herself, so she turned her face away even more.

Jiang Fan's hand slid down her cheek, his fingertips touching the warm skin beneath her coiled hair.

Su Yuyan's body tensed for a moment.

"Have you finished asking your questions?"

"It's not over yet. I still have—"

The second half of the sentence was immediately blocked.

When Jiang Fan lowered his head to kiss her, he tasted the whiskey and the lipstick residue on her lips.

Su Yuyan pushed his chest with her palm twice, but not with much force.

The third time, she stopped pushing and grabbed the front of his shirt with her fingers, pulling it towards herself.

When the kiss ended, they were both panting.

Su Yuyan leaned against the wine cabinet, a few strands of her hair falling down and clinging to the side of her neck.

"The story you told today."

"Um?"

"It's really good. Why not write it down?"

Jiang Fan didn't expect her to bring this up at this time.

"What, you want to hear it too?"

Su Yuyan rubbed the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand.

"It's really captivating; those kids were completely mesmerized. If you wrote it down, it would definitely be a bestseller."

Jiang Fan looked at her, the light shining from the side, illuminating half of her face.

Her skin was flushed pink because she had just drunk alcohol.

"Okay. Let's talk about it after we're done with this busy period."

Jiang Fan scooped her up in his arms.

Su Yuyan exclaimed "Ah!" and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

"What are you doing—"

"Since you want to hear it, I'll tell you today how Sun Wukong defeated the White Bone Demon with his staff."

Jiang Fan carried her towards the bedroom.

Su Yuyan's legs swayed twice in mid-air.

"Put me down. Who wants to listen to you—"

Jiang Fan kicked the bedroom door open.

Su Yuyan was thrown onto the bed, bounced once, and her hair spread out on the pillow.

Before she could sit up, Jiang Fan had already leaned down, supporting himself with one hand on her side.

"The White Bone Demon transformed into a beautiful woman and waited for Tang Sanzang and his disciples by the roadside."

As he spoke, he reached out to unbutton the top button of her shirt.

Su Yuyan slapped his hand away.

"Tell your story, and don't move your hands around."

"Sun Wukong, with his fiery eyes, took one look—"

The second button is undone.

"Oh, so it's a fairy."

Su Yuyan bit her lip, trying hard to suppress her laughter.

"So I'm a fairy?"

"The White Bone Demon is beautiful, the most beautiful demon within a hundred miles."

"Is that all you're going to do to fool me?"

The third button is also missing.

The shirt collar was wide open, revealing the white lace trim underneath.

Jiang Fan lowered his voice.

"Then Sun Wukong raised his golden cudgel—"

Su Yuyan finally couldn't hold back her laughter and slapped him on the shoulder.

"Jiang Fan, can't you be serious for once!"

"I'm being serious. Let me finish."

He lowered his head and pressed his lips to her collarbone.

Su Yuyan's laughter was interrupted, turning into a muffled groan.

Seeing that things were not going well, the White Bone Demon transformed into a wisp of green smoke and tried to escape—

Jiang Fan's hand slid down from her waist.

"How could the Great Sage let go? He chased after him and struck again with his staff."

Su Yuyan gripped the bed sheet tightly.

"Don't try to take advantage of me with Journey to the West..."

"It's not certain who will benefit from whom."

The sound of the belt buckle being unbuckled was clearly audible in the quiet bedroom.

Su Yuyan twisted under him.

"Hmm... Great Sage... please spare this humble woman..."

Jiang Fan paused for a second and looked down at her.

Su Yuyan's face was already flushed. After saying that, she realized how outrageous it was and covered half of her face with her arm.

Jiang Fan pushed her arm away and looked down into her shy eyes.

"You audacious demon, daring to use your charms! Take this from my old Sun Wukong!"

"Waaah—"