Thin-hearted president, don't be too bad

He calmed his mood and felt that there were still some people who looked a little alike in the world. It was just about Wen Xinting that made him a little excited.

Wen Xinling, sitting in the co driver's seat, may have been too frightened and didn't say anything. The car was very quiet. The atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

Du Yan'an doesn't know what to say to comfort her. A woman will inevitably feel afraid when she meets something like that.

Later, the silence was broken by the smell of Xinling.

"Thank you very much today. I soiled your clothes. You didn't blame me. Other people would have been angry, but you saved me. I really feel very grateful to you."

"It's all right. I'm just doing something today. You don't have to take it too seriously."

Du Yan'an also felt that he was really abnormal today, just because he looked like Wen Xinting, who he once liked, so he was a little concerned about Wen Xinling.

Unconsciously, Wen Xinling's home arrived.

"I'll go up by myself, thank you." Wen Xinling said and got out of the car.

But when Du Yan'an turned away, she just got off the bus. It seemed that her feet were unstable, and her body smiled violently and fell behind her.

Seeing this, Du Yan'an quickly got out of the car to help her, "I'd better help you into the house."

Wen Xinling obediently leaned against Du Yan'an's arms and led Du Yan'an home.

For other women, Du Yan'an listened to the sound of the door being closed. Wen Xinling, who was still very weak, immediately recovered her normal appearance and stood up from the sofa. Her gentle eyes turned into anger.

After sending Wen Xinling home, Du Yan'an drove home. He cared about the familiar things in Wen Xinling's home all the way. He certainly remembered those things correctly. They were familiar to him. As long as I recall those things, the past events buried in my memory for a long time suddenly fly to him like countless flying fragments, so that he can't ignore them. However, the closer to home, Du Yan'an suppressed his doubts. If LAN Ziting knows, she doesn't know what will happen, and Du Yan'an also knows that Wen Xinting is Wen Xinting, and no one will replace her. With this in mind, Du Yan'an got out of the car with a worried face.

Du Yan'an got out of the car. Originally, LAN Ziting should have rested long ago, but when he stood downstairs, he saw the bright light, and his heart was warm. Knowing that lanziting didn't rest, she was still waiting for him to go home. Some strange feelings calmed down a lot. Du Yan'an took a big breath of the cold air at night, woke up and went upstairs. As soon as I entered the door, I saw LAN Ziting sitting on the sofa, looking downstairs from time to time. I knew it was waiting for him to go home.

When people think about him like this, someone leaves a lamp for him no matter late at night. This feeling makes Du Yan'an feel very comfortable. It feels like a person who has been wandering for many years and suddenly has a home.

When she heard someone open the door, LAN Ziting knew that Du Yan'an had come back. She turned her head and saw that it was him. LAN Ziting smiled with her eyes bent, just as bright as two new moons. Because she was pregnant, she was always very tired. LAN Ziting just sat on the sofa and almost fell asleep. But as soon as he saw Du Yan'an coming back, he seemed to be driven away.

LAN Ziting went up, took Du Yan'an's suit, smiled and asked, "how was the reception? Was it going well?"

Du Yan'an took a look at LAN Ziting, kissed her on the forehead, and said painfully, "what's the matter at the reception? Why don't you go to bed first and wait a long time."

"I want to wait for you to come back."

LAN Ziting looked at Du Yan'an gently. She felt that there were a bay of water waves in her eyes. As long as she touched it gently, she could see the heartbreaking waves of beauty. Du Yan'an looked down at LAN Ziting's eyes and couldn't help being attracted by this tenderness. If he hadn't just drunk some wine, he would have put LAN Ziting's red and bloody lip flap in his mouth and have a good time. Because LAN Ziting was pregnant, Du Yan'an restrained himself all the time. He just hugged LAN Ziting and said, "I'll wash the smell of wine first. Go to bed."

LAN Ziting nodded until Du Yan'an went into the bathroom, and the corner of her mouth that had been smiling suddenly fell down. The sound of hot water in the bathroom added a little noise to the quiet room, masking the sudden acceleration of LAN Ziting's breathing. Du Yan'an lay in the bathtub. The hot water dissipated his fatigue of the day. Du Yan'an picked up a piece of hot water and slapped it on his face. I can't tell LAN Ziting about meeting Wen Xinling today. Originally, pregnant people's mood will be more volatile. Du Yan'an doesn't want LAN Ziting to think too much, which affects their mood and destroys their rare stability these days. And in Du Yan'an's heart, he didn't see Wen Xinling in particular, but he felt a little trance about her looking like Wen Xinting and the things in the room.

But what Du Yan'an doesn't know is that outside the door, LAN Ziting holds his suit and sits on the sofa with a decadent face. LAN Ziting gently stroked the suit with her fingertips, her eyes were sad, and she didn't believe what she had just thought. After a while, LAN Ziting finally put her suit and coat close to the tip of her nose. The strange and unfamiliar perfume flavored in Du Yan's suit, told the blue Zi Ting, when Du Yanan was holding her, the perfume smell she had smelled was not an illusion.