He went to the bedroom and took a clean bath towel and handed him a white shirt. There was no woman’s clothes in the apartment, so Xia Lan would change after taking a shower.

Yan Xiong didn’t tell the truth. Xia Lan’s back is a little broken, and you can see her white skin with a little movement.

That piece of jadelike white can lead to crime. Yan Xiong’s blood vessels are roaring upside down. If it weren’t for his strong willpower, he would have turned into a wolf.

Xia Lan took it cheerfully and said, thank you, Uncle Yan.

She should have always regarded him as an elder, and she didn’t take precautions.

When I came out of the shower, I didn’t shy away from it. I wore long black hair and a white shirt, and I wandered around the living room with a pair of white legs straight and slender.

Yan Xiong was noisy in his eyes, nose and heart, and he didn’t see anything.

Xia Lan was injured. When she applied ointment herself and couldn’t reach her back, she was generous enough to ask Yan Xiong to help.

The little girl seriously lifted her clothes and lay down on the sofa, and Yan Xiong felt that she was breathing a warm breath and her nose was bleeding again.

It’s killing me

That night Xia Lan slept soundly next door, and Yan Xiong took three cold showers.

Later, with the passage of time, the contact between the two became more and more frequent, and occasionally Xia Lan would talk to Yan Xiong about some small emotions.

Including her new company, there are boys who want to chase her and she doesn’t like classes very much.

Yan Xiong tried to hide his eagerness to move and pretend to be an elder. Follow Xia Lan.

Such a day is a year.

In a blink of an eye, Xia Lan’s 24 th birthday is coming next summer, and Xia Zhengguo just went to Europe on business. There was a sudden strong convective weather and the plane took off, which also led to Xia Lan’s birthday, and Xia Zhengguo couldn’t come back.

The master is worried about his daughter’s injustice. After all, his mother died early, and he was alone at home outside. It’s normal, but there is no key. It’s sad to think about it without company on this special day.

So Xia Zhengguo called Yan Xiong and said that if Xia Lan had an appointment with her classmates to spend their birthdays together, Yan Xiong would take care of it. After all, he trusted Yan Xiong and didn’t worry about Xia Lan’s safety.

This thing YanXiong naturally promised.

When Yan Xiong called Xia Lan, Xia Lan meant his home.

Yan Xiong Xia Lan made an appointment with a friend. He bought a gift and a cake without thinking.

As a result, when I knocked on the door, I saw that Xia Lan was alone in the swing building of Xia Jia Villa.

There is only a dim floor lamp on in the living room, and the air is full of strong wine smell.

Look at Xia Lan. It’s already drunk and blurred, and there are still tears on her cheeks.

Anyone who encounters such a thing can turn steel into soft fingers.

The man who has been wandering in the bloody rain for many years was at a loss at that moment.

Until Xia Lan gently called him Yan Dage.

Brother Yan? Not Uncle Yan?

Yan Xiong felt calm for a moment before he customized a birthday cake for Xia Lan and put it on the coffee table and wished her a happy birthday.

Xia Lan smiled like a child before sweeping away the haze and pulled Yan Xiong’s arm to let him light the candle.

Yanxiong’s heart beats faster. Xia Lan is too close. He can smell her unique girlish breath and mix it with wine in the air. He is already a little drunk.

Fingers trembled, and the process of lighting candles went smoothly. I came to the cake shop and presented a handful of Yan Xiong with nine sticks.

The number nine is very special to China people, but the longevity of nine can last forever.

And Yan Xiong both hope.

A happy birthday song was sung from Yan Xiong’s dumb voice. Xia Lan was a little out of tune, but she applauded hard.

Xia Lan closed her eyes seriously when she wished to blow out the candles.

She said, I hope my secret love comes true!

Xia Lan’s gentle voice brushed Yan Xiong’s heart like a feather, but his face was sluggish, and a hot flame instantly burned in his heart, making him breathless.

My little girl is finally in love.

Or unrequited love

He was madly jealous of the man who hid Xia Lan’s heart, jealous that he could take Xia Lan’s love away with a quiet breath.

When Xia Lan opened his eyes again, Yan Xiong looked straight aside and his face had recovered.

Xia Lan looked at him in a serious way and couldn’t help laughing. She picked up the broken hair in her ear and asked him, Brother Yan, don’t you have anything to say to me?

Yan Xiong thought of Xia Lan’s wish to be silent for a moment and said, If you wish, it won’t work.

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Xia Lan bent her lip angle and hummed, It’s good if he can hear anything.

Hum your eyes and sweep them from Yanxiong’s face.

Yanxiong slightly avoided that look.

That night, Xia Lan wore a moonlight nightgown V to lead her to bend over and blow out candles, and her body needed to be slightly tilted to Yan Xiong’s height to see the beauty in front of her.

That red mole is delicate and charming, and it burns Yan Xiong’s eyes like rich blood.

When the candle went out, the whole room was dark

Yanxiong in situ eyes emerge a piece of red blood.