A certain apartment building.

The elevator door opened, Shen Xingnan lowered his head to look for the key while walking out of the elevator.

When she found the key, she looked up and was stunned.

A tall figure was leaning on the wall at the door of the house.

Looking up, the man looked at her.

With eyes facing each other, Shen Xingnan took the lead in opening his sight.

Bite her lower lip, she came over and opened the door with the key.

The man followed her in and closed the door.

Putting the shoulder bag on the shoe cabinet, Shen Xingnan bent over to change his shoes.

Suddenly, my back became warm.

The man hugged her and kissed her lips.

After struggling for a while, Shen Xingnan closed his eyes.

The clothes were torn apart, and the man picked her up and walked towards the bedroom in a familiar way.

From the gate to the bedroom door, the clothes of the two of them were winding all the way.

...

Two hours later, the man let her go and leaned against the head of the bed to smoke.

Shen Xingnan held his sore waist and stood up and went into the bathroom.

Soon, she walked out and said to the person on the bed, "Are you leaving?"

Turning his head to look at her, the man smiled and said, "Go? Where to go?"

With a sneer, Shen Xingnan's eyes looked cold, "If you don't leave, do you still want to spend the night with me?"

"Oh!"

Get up and the man walked up to her.

He looked into her eyes with the smoke-smelling fingers pinched her jaw.

"I ask you, what is our relationship?"

"Relationship?" Shen Xingnan whispered lightly, saying: "It's a relationship in bed. What else can it be besides this?"

"You woman." His eyes turned ruthless, and the man let her go, "I underestimated you."

"Under the truth?" Shen Xingnan laughed softly.

"Can you still look up to me?" The woman's eyes looked cold, completely different from the carefree girl on the surface.

The man narrowed his eyes and squeezed her jaw with a smile, "Don't think I don't know the little thoughts you played."

Shen Xingnan's expression remained unchanged and he said "Oh" softly.

He leaned over and approached her, "Deliberately approached Mo Xiyu, what's your idea?"

His eyes flashed, and Shen Xingnan blocked his hand, "I don't. Xizi and I are just friends."

"Oh? Friend? Is a friend who is silently calculating her behind his back?"

"What do you mean! Zhou Changlong! Get out of here!"

Zhou Changlong smiled even deeper, "This is so angry that he is embarrassed."

Shen Xingnan raked his hair irritably and glared at him, "This is my home, get out of here!"

"Get out? I don't know, I'll do something else."

After Zhou Changlong finished speaking, he grabbed Shen Xingnan's wrist and pulled her towards him.

"asshole!"

But just such a woman, what can make him feel at ease?

Under her mask, there was only a cold and ugly heart.

He pulled her hair back and forced her to raise her head.

"I tell you, Zhou Yanchen doesn't even look at a woman like you, because he will only feel disgusted with you!"

"Shut up!" Growing low, Shen Xingnan's voice was shattered in the next second.

At around 3 a.m., the door was thrown over with a "bang".

Shen Xingnan shrank and hugged himself.

Tears rustled down and she burst into laughter.

Why?

How could she not compare to Mo Xiyu?

Why can she get so much?

Not willing to give up.

But what can she do?

...

Zhou Family.

Zhou Yanchen walked into the living room and saw Old Mrs. Zhou Yanxi and Wang Ruoqing sitting on the sofa talking.

The phoenix eyes swept, and the sword eyebrows sterned.

Zhou Yanchen strided over. As soon as he approached, he heard Zhou Yanxi laughing and said, "Come on, don't look at it, your little wife is in the kitchen."

With his eyes closed, he sat on the single sofa on one side.

Wang Ruoqing answered, "That's right, what's Xixi busy with? It's almost an hour since she got in?"

Zhou Yanxi nodded: "It's almost done."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure walked out of the kitchen holding something.

Seeing Zhou Yanchen, Mo Xiran smiled and said, "Achen, you are back."

Zhou Yanchen's eyes fell on the white porcelain bowl in her hand and said "um".

Zhou Yanxi waved to Mo Xiran and asked, "Xi Xi is here, what are you holding in your hand?"

Mo Xiran came over and said embarrassedly: "I asked Aunt Gui to stew the tremella red date soup for me."

"This?" Zhou Yanxi and Wang Ruoqing were very familiar with each other when they heard this.

"Isn't this beauty soup?" Wang Ruoqing smiled, "Xixi is so young, why did she drink it?"

"I..." Mo Xiran stammered for a moment, her cheeks flushed.

Old Mrs. Zhou hurried out to help her, "Just drink it, don't care about age. Girls drink some of this for their skin and health."

"Since you've stewed it, don't enjoy it alone." Zhou Yanxi joked, "Give us a bowl?"

"Okay, I'll go and serve it now." Mo Xiran breathed a sigh of relief, put the bowl on the coffee table, and got up and was about to go.

As soon as you move, your arm is held.

"Achen?"

Holding the bowl in one hand and holding Mo Xiran in the other hand, Zhou Yanchen looked at Zhou Yanxi, "You want to drink it and serve it yourself."

"Oh, do you feel sorry for your wife so much?" Zhou Yanxi teased.

Zhou Yanchen's ears were slightly red, he pursed the corners of his lips, pulled Mo Xiran and walked upstairs.

The bedroom door was closed and he handed the bowl to Mo Xiran.

Mo Xiran took it and subconsciously spoke: "Achen, do you want to drink it?"

Zhou Yanchen was stunned and frowned and looked at her.

Mo Xiran stuck out her tongue and smiled cutely.

After drinking the soup himself, he went into the bathroom.

Soon after drinking the soup, he came out of the bathroom.

Mo Xiran put down the empty bowl and walked towards him.

"Achen, I have something to tell you."

Rubbing his hair, Zhou Yanchen sat on the big bed, raised his phoenix eyes and looked at her, "Say."

Mo Xiran stood in front of him.

"Achen, didn't you ask me if I want to go to Zhou's family with you?"

"Yeah." He responded casually.
To be continued...