Lorraine is a very worrying person, at least to Jiang Yan. She had a feeling that Lorraine had been busy non-stop, and the things on her hands were always one after another. People who don't know him well will think that he is full and has nothing to do all day long. But in fact, it was Lorraine who had a far-sighted vision than anyone else. For example, if he ran towards Caesar's Palace without any trouble, outsiders would definitely think that he was a rich second-generation dude from a wealthy family who idles around all day long, but in fact, he was planning something that was deeply beneficial to his company. And, if successful, it could even benefit a lot of people.
Generally, no one will really understand this kind of person. Of course, he does not need anyone's understanding to be able to persevere tenaciously. This kind of person is very distressing, at least he is very tired from life, but he never complains about his fatigue. Thinking about this, and then thinking about Lorraine's usual cheerful appearance, I feel more and more that this is a man who is heart-warming and worthy of reliance and trust.
It has to be said that Jiang Yan is one of the few people in the world who can understand Lorraine a little.
Maybe it was out of distress, maybe out of worry, or maybe it was really out of her inner sense of justice. After pondering for a long time and thinking deeply, Jiang Yan cast a firm look at Lorraine: "Okay, I promise you. But you must have a good sense of proportion. Seeing how confident you are, You don’t need me to teach you how to control it, right?"
"Um."
Lorraine nodded, smiling: "Thank you, Sister Yan."
"Tch, thank me? You're not surprised." Jiang Yan, a sharp-tongued person, pretended to be disdainful, "I'm worried about you, kid. If you make any mistakes again, won't I have to wipe your ass? ? I personally took action to take precautions and nip it in the bud, lest you do anything outrageous again."
Lorraine didn't speak, her eyes stared closely at Jiang Yan's cheek, and there was a hint of emotion in her eyes. Speaking of which, Lorraine feels that she is really blessed. Jiang Yan, who had no interaction with him in the previous life, has become such a sincere "sister" in this life, and seems to always help without thinking of anything in return. Own. Lorraine didn't say anything, but she was very moved in her heart.
In this corrupt world full of selfish desires, Jiang Yan is really a rare good woman, at least to Lorraine.
Noticing Lorraine's sudden silence and serious look, Jiang Yan was slightly startled, and found that Lorraine's eyes were very focused when he looked at her, without the usual teasing tone.
"Hey, kid, you've been watching it all night, haven't you seen enough? Is there a flower on my face?" Jiang Yan blushed slightly, suppressing the faint joy in her heart and pretending to be calm.
"What I see is your heart." Lorraine suddenly raised her finger and pointed at Jiang Yan's plump and straight breasts, "There are two types of beauties in this world. The first type is beautiful in appearance, and the second type is beautiful in heart. ."
"You mean I belong to the second type?" Jiang Yan raised the corners of her mouth with interest.
"No, you belong to the third type." Lorraine's expression was still serious, "You have a beautiful appearance and an even more beautiful heart."
"Bah!!~~" Jiang Yan was so elated by Lorraine's compliments that she finally lost her temper and pinched Lorraine's face with a blushing face, "Just because I promised to help you, you said I have a beautiful heart? It’s really a reality~~You guy, you’re young, and you’re talking all these fancy words, from whom did you learn that?”
Lorraine shrugged and pursed her lips and smiled: "First, I am telling the truth. Second, I have always been self-taught without a teacher."
"You are proud of it." Jiang Yan smiled and rolled her eyes at Lorraine. She seemed to realize that her move to pinch Lorraine's face was a bit ambiguous, and she felt a little embarrassed and moved her body slightly to the side. Move, your plump and elastic butt rubs against the edge of the sofa. In fact, this was the second time tonight that she pinched Lorraine's face.
However, Lorraine was not disgusted by this. Instead, she felt that after losing contact for several months, they suddenly reunited in a fate-like way today, which made the distance between the two people much closer to each other. At least, Jiang Yan would not have acted so intimately towards her before.
"Ah~~" Lorraine yawned and stretched, "Okay, it's getting late. Sister Yan, go to bed early."
After being stunned for a moment, Jiang Yan nodded and asked, "Where should I sleep?"
Lorraine stood up and put on her bathrobe casually. She looked extremely tall and looked down at Jiang Yan on the sofa at one o'clock. The dim and romantic blue light shone lightly on Lorraine's shoulders, reflecting Lorraine's angular and handsome face. The dark contrast was prominent, even the half-exposed chest muscles of the V-shaped neckline. He is particularly muscular, and his body exudes a strong masculine aura, even mixed with some elegance. The childishness on his face was well concealed by the dim light, giving him the appearance of a mature man.
At this moment, Jiang Yan looked up at Luo Lin's eyes, feeling a little crazy. ... In a daze, she seemed to have forgotten Lorraine's age. If the man in front of her was her husband and this place was her home, she would even have the urge to act like a coquettish cat like a sleepy cat. stood up and nestled against Lorraine's broad chest...
Jiang Yan, who had never had any experience in love, still yearned for the heart-pounding feeling between a man and a woman. It must be said that Lorraine was the first man who inadvertently stirred up her heartbeat, although she was reluctant to admit it.
"You can sleep in the guest bedroom. You keep your hygiene very good. There is no need to clean it up. The quilt is in the bedside table. You can take it out and use it." Lorraine pointed to the room facing the sofa in the living room.
"Well..." Jiang Yan nodded slightly.
Lorraine looked at Jiang Yan's dazed expression and thought she was missing her parents at home. Then she gently patted Jiang Yan's shoulder: "Sister Yan, don't think too much. Have a good night's sleep. You will be in a better mood in the past. When you go back tomorrow, talk to your uncles and aunts in a nice manner. Parents will definitely understand their children, as long as you don't act like you're in a hot-tempered manner."
Jiang Yan paused, nodded again, looked up at Lorraine, her eyes flashing with moisture: "Yes, I understand. You should also go to bed early. ... As for Caesar's Palace, when should we go?"
Lorraine smiled slightly: "I'll call you then. Go to bed first, sister Yan, be good."
"Tch!~~What kind of tone, I'm six or seven years older than you!" Jiang Yan rolled her eyes at Lorraine, stood up, swayed her plump and round buttocks, and walked into the Lorraine room. Lin pointed to the guest bedroom, "I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to bed, good night." After saying that, he entered the room and closed the door. The moment the door closed, he didn't forget to turn around and said, "Let's talk about it first, what if we can do it in the middle of the night?" You're lonely, but don't bother me, or be careful with me..." Jiang Yan raised her hand, opened and closed her index and middle fingers to make a scissor shape, pretending to be a threat, "I'll give you the death penalty!"
"Bang."
Jiang Yan's room door was closed from the inside.
Lorraine smiled and touched her nose, feeling more and more fond of this policewoman. On the one hand, she is kind-hearted, and on the other hand, her personality... although she sometimes looks very hot. Hot, but that's all on the surface. In fact, she is an innocent girl, just like a complex of contradictions. It is obvious that she is a woman who has not experienced the baptism of emotions, but she still says some slightly open words, as if to tell To others, she seems very experienced and sophisticated.
In fact, there is a phenomenon that is very interesting and even very common: the more unrestrained and casual a woman is, the more innocent she looks when facing the opposite sex. In fact, they are all pretending. Some women pretend It's so excessive that they can blow up condoms like balloons in an attempt to make others think they are stupid and naive; on the other hand, some women who have been single for a long time and have never even devoted themselves to their first love, for various reasons , often pretend to be old-fashioned, as if they know everything. In fact, from the bottom of their hearts, this kind of woman can even regard the trivial matter of kissing someone on the lips as an act of picking forbidden fruit.
Thinking about it from another angle, this principle also applies to men.
Just like the kind of men who are bored at heart and want to sleep with beautiful women when they see them, they often act like a good gentleman. When facing the woman they like, they even show off to the extreme. It's so outrageous that he looks so aloof when facing beautiful women, but in fact, he doesn't know how many women he has raped with his imagination. ... And other men who seem to be laughing and joking all day long, laughing and calling women "beautiful" when they see them, and looking cynical all day long, are often kinder at heart, at least, they don't play with feelings.
As Lorraine said: Others are pretending to be serious, so I have to pretend not to be serious.
One night passed, the man and the woman were alone, living in two separate rooms, living in peace and harmony.
As usual, although the school has gone on winter vacation and there is no need to go to school, Lorraine still maintains the good habit of getting up at six o'clock every day. After taking a shower and washing herself, Lorraine put on a pair of winter sportswear, left home and went to the park to do some simple morning physical exercises and experience Tai Chi. Then she bought some soy milk and fried dough sticks and took them home.
After returning home and placing breakfast on the dining room table, Lorraine found that Jiang Yan's room door was still closed, so she walked forward and knocked a few times. After a while, a lazy voice came from inside: "I have a day off today~~Why are you calling me so early~~"
"Sister Yan, it's time to have breakfast."
Hearing the sound outside Lorraine's door, Jiang Yan, who was curled up comfortably in her bed and having a sweet dream, suddenly opened her eyes, sat up with excitement, and gently rubbed her sleepy face with her delicate hands. He blinked his eyes and looked around the decoration of the bedroom. It took him a long time to realize: "Ah, I remembered, I stayed at Lorraine's house last night..."
Jiang Yan drank some beer last night. Although she was not drunk, under the influence of alcohol, her actions, words, and even decisions were somewhat affected. Realizing that he had given his first sleepover experience to a young villain like Lorraine, his face could not help but heat up, and strange scenes flashed through his mind. It seemed like the scene he had just dreamed about?
In the picture, a little guy looked at himself with a bad smile, rubbed his hands evilly and moved closer to him: "Screaming, you are screaming, no one will care about you even if your throat is broken, hahahaha~~"
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"Yeah, yeah!~~Hallucination! Hallucination!! It's definitely a hallucination!!" Jiang Yan's heart was pounding, and she shook her head with a red face, trying to throw away these strange dreams and forget about them, "I'm so embarrassed! ~~Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan, how could you have such a "messy" dream?!~~"