"Why, Yan Yan, didn't you just tell me that Han Lin would understand you?" Mei Beichen bowed his head and lips gently close to junle Yan's cheek, with an ambiguous and bewitching attitude. "We're together, isn't it? In fact, you can't let me go for so many years, can't you? Otherwise, you won't be with me again."

Looking at the face close at hand, junle Yan was in a trance and couldn't let go... Yes, she couldn't let him go, she couldn't let him go all the time.

"You... You let go of me first. I have something to say to Han Lin." she tried to calm her mood.

"What else to say? You're with me. It's such a simple fact that I think he should already know." Mei Beichen said, obviously not going to let go.

It was as if he had deliberately made such an intimate move in front of Han Lin, as if he wanted to prove something.

Since there was no way to move Mei Beichen, junle Yan could only turn his head and said to Han Lin not far away, "Lin Lin, will you go back first?"

Han Lin narrowed his eyes and said, "Yan Yan, are you really willing? He didn't coerce you what?"

Mei Beichen sneered, "coercion?" his fingers gently stroked her face, "Yan Yan, why don't you tell your good friend, did I intimidate you?"

Junle Yan took a deep breath and said to Han Lin, "no, everything is voluntary."

Han Lin's eyes darkened... After a while, he said, "well, I'll go back first. If... Anything, call me."

He knew that staying here would only make her more embarrassed. He might as well leave first.

Just before leaving, Han Lin stared straight at Mei Beichen, "don't hurt Yan again. She's hurt enough!"

Mei Beichen said coldly, "it's not up to you to tell me what's going on between me and her."

After Han Lin left, Mei Beichen looked down at Jun Leyan, "it seems that he really cares about you, but the person who really hurt people is you."

Junle Yan didn't start. His eyes gave her an invisible sense of oppression, "well, I hurt you, but since we spent a year together, should we write off the gratitude and resentment of these past events?"

He stared at her. A moment later, the corner of his lips raised, "you're right," he said, and then released his hand.

She was free. She took out the key from her bag and opened the door. "It's late. Go back first."

"Won't you let me in for a cup of tea?" his hand was first against the door of the apartment.

"I'm just afraid my tea doesn't taste like yours," she said.

"No, my taste hasn't changed much over the years," he said. "What's more, since I decided to stay with me again, don't even want me to go in?"

Junleyan hesitated for a moment, and finally let Mei Beichen enter the house and go to the kitchen to make tea for him.

He walked into the room and looked around. The simple decoration was different from her previous princess dream style. There were many photos of various styles on the wall of the living room, and some photographic equipment were also placed in the living room.

The sofa of cloth art and the furniture of log color make this simple room also have some light warmth.