Ling Yiran shouted softly, and in the blink of an eye, he was pulled into the hotel elevator by Yi Jinli.

"Which floor and room number do you live on?" he asked.

She said the floor and room number, and his finger pressed directly on the elevator floor.

When the elevator door closed, she looked at the people in front of her and felt that the air pressure around her seemed to be lower.

"Ajin, if you have any misunderstanding, I can explain it," Ling Yiran said. She did not expect that Gu Lichen would drive behind her taxi.

Looking at her with dark peach blossom eyes, he softly uttered, "I didn't misunderstand anything?"

Is there really no misunderstanding? She expressed doubts, after all, his expression at the moment and the low pressure around him.

When the elevator door opened, he took her hand and walked out of the elevator quickly and came to the door of her room. "What's the password?"

She obediently reported the password, and the next moment, the door opened and she was taken into the room by him.

"If you really didn't misunderstand anything, then why did you..." Before she could finish her words, his lips had already pressed heavily on hers.

The hot kiss was so impatient that she could hardly react and could only passively bear the kiss.

Her body was pressed against the wall by him, and his arms pressed against the wall, imprisoning her in his arms.

Her nose was filled with his breath.

I don't know how long it took before the kiss was over.

"I didn't misunderstand. I know that the person you love is me, and you won't do anything to Gu Lichen." A cold voice, a bit hoarse, sounded in her ears.

She looked up at him. At this moment, his beautiful peach blossom eyes reflected her face. The long black eyelashes were trembling slightly. Under the straight bridge of his nose, there were sexy thin lips...

But there seemed to be a hint of uneasiness in this handsome face.

"Are you feeling uneasy?" she asked in a low voice.

A trace of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then he understood.

Yes, she may be the person who knows him best in the world, so how could she not see his uneasiness?

"...Hmm." The word escaped from his thin lips, acknowledging his uneasiness.

She raised her hand and gently pressed it against his cheek. The warm hand made him rub his cheek fondly against her palm.

"Ajin, since you know that I won't have anything against Gu Lichen, why are you still uneasy? What do you want me to do to make you feel at ease?" she asked, as long as she could make him feel at ease, she would do anything.

"Maybe I'm afraid that one day you will sympathize with him and feel sorry for him, or maybe we have been separated for five years after all. Even if you are back with me now, for me, there is still a feeling of sadness from time to time.

I feel unrealistic and I am afraid that one day you will leave me." He said in a low voice.

Ling still understood that his uneasiness actually originated from his childhood, almost buried deep in his bones and blood, and it had only been more than a year since she actually returned to him.

Maybe it takes time for him to truly feel at ease.

Maybe in five years... ten years... or even twenty years, she could finally make him feel at ease.

But at least now, he has learned to trust her and her feelings! This is considered progress, isn't it?

Thinking of this, Ling Yiran smiled unconsciously, "Maybe I will sympathize with Gu Lichen, but I won't feel reluctant to leave. I just hope that Gu Lichen can also find someone with whom he can spend his whole life. And -"

She paused, stood up on tiptoes, and kissed him on the lips, "Ajin, I will never leave you again. I will be tied to you for the rest of my life."

Even though she had said this to him many times before, she still said it to him again now.

His eyes flickered, and she pushed him to the sofa aside.

Her tall body fell down on the sofa, and she pressed on top of him. She stared at him with a smile, "Why, don't you believe what I said?"

"I... believe it." His throat moved and he said hoarsely.

Ever since he knew that she was willing to use her own life to save his, he understood that this woman was really, as she said, the person in the world who loved him most!

How could he not believe her?

"So good." She raised her hand and touched his face again. Well, the skin is so good, smooth and delicate, just like before.

Yi Jinli blushed for a rare moment. What she said now reminded him of her usual praise to the children.

She couldn't help being surprised when she saw the blush on his face, and then her eyes narrowed even further, "Wow, so cute!"

"..." He was suddenly speechless.

"Hey, even your ears are red, Ajin, what should I do? You are so cute!" She said, couldn't help holding his face, and started kissing him wildly.

Yi Jinli looked conflicted. Although he enjoyed her kissing her very much, why she was in this state reminded him of her kissing her children.

It seems that every time she kisses the children, she says "so cute" and then picks up Xiao Jin and Xiao Mo for a kiss. Of course, she will also hold Xiao Ci and kiss her like this, but every time Xiao Ci is

After the kiss, both of them looked expressionless, unlike Xiao Jin and Xiao Mo, one of them would return the kiss while the other would blush with embarrassment.

"In your eyes, do I look like a child?" Yi Jinli asked.

Ling Yiran was stunned for a moment, and then realized why he said that, and immediately said, "How can it be!" She said and kissed his lips, "I will not kiss a child like this, and...you are in my eyes.

, but never a child."

"But didn't you treat me as your younger brother before?" he said.

His words brought back memories from a long time ago. Thinking of everything back then, Ling Yiran couldn't help but feel nostalgic at the moment, "Yes, at that time, I regarded you as my younger brother, and because you were by my side at that time, I became even more fond of you."

There was a feeling that I wanted to live a good life, and that period was actually quite good."

Although there is sadness, tears and pain.

But if she hadn't brought him home, treated him as a younger brother, and truly devoted herself to him, then maybe there wouldn't be any of the following stories.

"Speaking of which, you haven't called me sister for a long time. I really want to hear you call me sister again," she said.

"Do you really want to hear it?" he said.

"Yes." She nodded, "Come on, be good, Ajin, and shout." She seemed to be blaming her aunt for tempting an innocent child.
Chapter completed!