Chapter 112

As soon as Yan Beichen kisses her lips, the soft lip petals make him sink into them. The palm of his hand holds the back of Ji Zitong's head to deepen the kiss.

Ji Zitong whimpered and resisted his kiss. However, he didn't take any action. Instead, he collapsed in his arms.

Yan Beichen was more excited by Ji Zitong's cry.

Hold the back of her head with a big palm to deepen the kiss.

But Ji Zitong still has no response.

Then Yan Beichen heard an even breath.

Yan Beichen

Yan Beichen stops kissing and removes Ji Zitong in his arms. His eyes stare at Ji Zitong's sleeping appearance.

She fell asleep.

Yan Beichen sighed with chagrin.

Well, what does he care about with a drunkard.

Thinking of this, he picked up the drunken Ji Zitong in his arms and steadily went upstairs.

Put Ji Zitong on the mattress of her room, tuck in the quilt for her, lower her head, brush away the broken hair on her forehead, peck her forehead and then turn away.

……

On this night, Ji Zitong slept sweetly.

She had a sweet dream.

In her dream, she and Yan Beichen were together, and her grandmother was still alive. Their family helped their 20-year-old brother celebrate his birthday together.

This dream is so sweet that she doesn't want to wake up.

However, the dream is always to wake up.

When the dawn of the East cuts through the darkness and shines into her room, she slowly opens her eyes.

All the good things in the dream disappeared, and she came back to reality.

With a sigh, Ji Zitong sat up slowly.

People in reality can not get things, always full of imagination in the dream, imagine all beautiful into reality, but wake up, just let people more disappointed.

She scratched some disheveled hair and patted the sour, swollen temples.

I really drank too much last night. My mind is still aching. The hangover is terrible.

When her head was no longer heavy, she frowned and looked around.

If she remembers correctly, she was drinking at the bar last night. How did she wake up and go back to her room? How did she... Come back?

Why does she have no memory?

I was so drunk last night that it broke.

Vaguely, Yan Beichen's face flashed through his mind.

Last night... Yan Beichen sent her back to her room?

This is the only result of thinking about it.

After all, when she went to drink last night, Yan Beichen was still in the study. Maybe he found her drunk at the bar, so he mercifully sent her back to the study?

She got up and opened the door.

As soon as I got to the railing beside the stairs, I saw the servant shouting to Yan Beichen who had just come back in the morning: "young master."

Yan Beichen is wearing a white sports short sleeve suit. The exposed calf and forearm muscles are slightly shiny because of the juice. The short hair on his forehead drips a drop of sweat. He looks sexy and charming.

Early in the morning in the face of such a man temptation, season purple pupil feel a little heart can't bear.

Yan Beichen took the water cup from the servant. He just looked up and drank. When he looked up, he saw Ji Zitong standing above the stairs. Yan Beichen's eyes were fixed.

"Awake?"

Ji Zitong pulled the corner of the mouth slightly awkwardly.

"Well, wake up."

The rest of her eyes swept the bar. It was clean and there was no trace of her drinking last night.

"I asked my servant to prepare you a wake-up soup. Come down and have a drink!"

Ji Zitong

Yan Beichen said that Ji Zitong was more embarrassed.

However, the season purple pupil or obediently come down from the upstairs, go to the kitchen to carry the servant to prepare for her sober soup.

Just wake up the first burst of lethargy, drink some sobering soup can also wake up.

After drinking the hangover soup, Ji Zitong sees that Yan Beichen is still in the hall.

"By the way, last night..." Ji Zitong sincerely thanks Yan Beichen: "thank you for sending me back to my room."

Yan Beichen low voice, staring at her eyes, a word: "you're welcome, my honor!"

Ji Zitong

Early in the morning eyes so hot, season purple pupil heart by the impact that is wave after wave.

She coughed and turned her head.

"Well, grandma hasn't got up yet. I'll go up and wake her up."

After that, Ji Zitong wants to cross Yan Beichen's side.

Ji Zitong hasn't gone yet. Yan Beichen suddenly holds Ji Zitong's wrist.

Yan Beichen's power is not only powerful, but also imprisoning.

Ji Zitong was surprised.

"Mr. Yan, what else can I do for you?"

Yan Beichen fixed his eyes on Ji Zitong's face, and the look in his eyes was never serious.

"Zitong, if you have anything sad, you can tell me."

Ji Zitong looked up warily to Yan Beichen: "Mr. Yan, after I was drunk last night, did I say something?"

Yan Beichen did not answer the rhetorical question: "what do you think you would say?"

"Mr. Yan, no matter what I said, please forget. I don't have anything sad. I'm very good, very good!"

Yan Beichen's eyes coagulate Ji Zitong's eyes and want to measure something from her eyes.

However, the season purple pupil will own mood cover up too well, yesterday her eyes that full of pain, up to now has not seen at all.

Ji Zitong will release herself only when she is drunk. However, sober, she is like a hedgehog covered with thorns, hiding all her vulnerability under those thorns.

Yan North Chen light nod: "good, I won't ask again."

Season purple pupil relaxed tone, clench hands also closely follow to loosen.

She was afraid that Yan Beichen would continue to ask, and she could not control herself to rush into his arms to seek warmth.

These years, she is really too tired, all disguised strong, in the face of Yan Beichen, feeling always easy to collapse, but she does not want to show her vulnerability in front of Yan Beichen, she does not want to let Yan Beichen sympathize with himself, more do not want to let Yan Beichen know all her unbearable.

Therefore, she can only close her heart in front of Yan Beichen, keep her cold side, let him not have any illusions about himself.

In front of Yan Beichen, she has a deep inferiority complex in her heart. If she can be under the same roof with him, she will be satisfied and dare not ask for more.

At this time, Mrs. Yan's voice suddenly came from the top of the stairs.

"What's the matter with you two? Beichen, are you bullying your sister while I'm away again? " Old lady Yan quickly steps down the stairs, pulls Ji Zitong, and protects Ji Zitong behind her like a hen protects a chicken.

Ji Zitong coughed lightly and said to Yan Beichen, "grandma, it's not him who bullies me, it's me who bullies him."

Mrs. Yan, get out of the way.

"Oh, I don't see anything. I'll see what's in the breakfast."

Yan Beichen

Is this grandma?