After realizing that the person who came was not Yan Yichen, Xia Yanzheng breathed a sigh of relief, still sat on the bed, and replied lazily, "I don't want to drink, just pour it out."

Hearing Xia Yan's answer, the servant was a little embarrassed, "Young Mistress, this is what Eldest Young Master asked you to drink."

Xia Yan couldn't help but hold her forehead.

That's right, in the Yan family, Yan Yichen is the king who commands the world, and whoever dares to disobey him.

Thinking of this, Xia Yan could only get up helplessly, opened the room, and saw a servant standing respectfully at the door.

Xia Yan glanced at the tea in the servant's hand, picked it up, and walked into the room.

Seeing her reaction, the embarrassing words came from her back again, "Young mistress, this is what the young master asked you to drink."

Being reminded by the servant again, Xia Yan felt a little annoyed, "Young Master! Young Master! What are you, Young Master!"

As she spoke, she was about to pour out the tea angrily.

Seeing her actions, the servant immediately burst into tears, "Young Mistress, please drink a little more, if you don't drink, the young master will definitely blame me..."

The servant was sobbing at the end, Xia Yan calmed herself down, and looked at the servant again, and saw that the servant was only a girl in her early 20s, who had to bear Yan Yichen's big burden at a young age. The majesty of the devil.

After thinking about it, Xia Yan sighed helplessly, then picked up the teacup, and gulped down all the tea.

After drinking, Xia Yan handed over the teacup again, "I've finished drinking, you can go back and report."

Seeing this, the servant was overjoyed, and quickly thanked: "Thank you, young mistress! Thank you, young mistress!"

After speaking, she took the teacup in a panic, breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly turned and left.

Seeing how the servant staggered away, Xia Yan felt very speechless. Now that she is in a very difficult situation, how can she still have the mood to care about others?
Thinking about it, she shook her head and closed the door again.

In the study, after Yan Yichen finished drinking the milk, his mouth felt more and more parched, so he asked a servant to bring another cup.

After drinking such a cup, he immediately felt that something was getting worse in his body, and the figure of the girl could not help appearing in his mind.

In the countless nights before, when the girl lay on his body and the two of them hugged each other to sleep, he felt satisfied.

But now...

Yan Yichen immediately sensed that there was a raging flame burning in his body, which was constantly eroding his calm mind, making it increasingly difficult for him to concentrate on the affairs at hand.

After a while, Yan Yichen couldn't sit still after all, stood up abruptly, ordered the housekeeper to prepare his clothes, and then went into the bathroom, ready to take a cold shower to calm himself down.

The cold water kept pouring down towards his body from above, but it couldn't drench the flame in his heart in the slightest.

Yan Yichen can sensitively realize that he misses the girl more and more times. For a while, his mind is full of the girl's delicate and clear cherry lips like jelly, which are smooth and flawless. The egg-like skin of the shell, the slim and graceful figure...

After realizing that he was delusional, Yan Yichen immediately shook his head violently.

Damn it, what the hell is he thinking? He hasn't forgiven that woman yet, so how could he think of that!
Yan Yichen turned off the water, dried her body with a towel, and walked out of the bathroom.

Just about to go back to the study, when passing by the room, he couldn't help but stop.

Did she... sleep?

After hesitating for a while, Yan Yichen couldn't help holding his hand on the doorknob, opened the door, and glanced inside.

No one was there, but there was the sound of running water in the bathroom.

She's taking a shower too?
Thinking of his feelings just now, Yan Yichen frowned and walked in slowly.

The bathroom door of the room is made of frosted transparent material, so people standing outside can vaguely see the figures in the bathroom.

Although it was hard to see, just seeing that vague petite figure, the desire that was hard to suppress in the man's body could not help but surge up again.

In the bathroom, Xia Yan turned on the water to the maximum, hoping to wash away the restlessness in her heart with cold water.

Strange, all right, why did she suddenly have such a strange feeling.

But the more she was washed like this, the more uncomfortable she felt in her heart, as if something was tickling her inside her body, making her mind become more and more blurred involuntarily.

She didn't know how long she had been washing, but Xia Yan felt that her skin was almost turning red from being scratched by her, so she didn't dare to wash it any longer.

Wrapping her body in a towel, she opened the bathroom door and walked out.

He just took a step, and suddenly saw a man appearing in the room at some point.

When she saw Yan Yichen's face clearly, the fear of him in her heart came up involuntarily, Xia Yan couldn't help but took two steps back, but because her feet were still stained with water, Xia Yan was alone. Without paying attention, he couldn't help but leaned back.

Seeing this, Yan Yichen hurried forward and helped the girl's waist in time, preventing her from falling.

"Thank you..." Xia Yan was helped up by him, and only then did she realize that the two of them were very close. The man only wrapped his lower body with a bath towel at this time, making the skin on her exposed shoulders squirm from time to time. It just wiped past the man's skin, making her awkwardly not knowing where to place her eyes.

Seeing that the man didn't respond, Xia Yan couldn't help but raise her head and asked, "Have you finished your work?"

Perhaps it was because of the heat in her body, when the girl said this, her tone became a little vague, and when it fell into the man's ears, it turned into an almost ambiguous murmur.

Xia Yan suddenly noticed that Yan Yichen's breathing suddenly became much heavier, she blinked and looked at Yan Yichen puzzled.

The man was already feeling uncomfortable, seeing the girl's originally clear deer-like pupils were covered with a layer of mist for some reason, so he couldn't help tightening his hand holding the girl.

"Yan Yichen, it hurts a little..." Xia Yan frowned lightly, wanting to pat off Yan Yichen's hand holding her waist.

But just as she struggled, the man suddenly stretched out a hand, squeezed her chin, and forced her to look up.

As soon as Xia Yan came back to her senses, the man's face suddenly enlarged in front of her.

Then, the man's thin and cool lips suddenly covered hers.

Xia Yan's eyes widened, and she subconsciously wanted to push the man away, but when her hand touched the man's fiery chest, she hesitated for an instant.

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