Heart Hunting Game: His Hot Sweet Wife

Thinking Sansa Ran was playing dumb, Dean Lan became even angrier and repeated, “You and Dan.”

Sansa Ran looked at the questioning in Dean Lan’s eyes and somehow got angry inside because of this feeling. Negatively, she said, “Yes, I just like him, you give me back the phone.”

Sansa Ran’s words were like a complete break in Dean Lan’s heart, but there was still a glimmer of hope at the bottom of his heart and he questioned, “Sansa Ran, do you dare to say that you have no feelings for me at all? Never had a heartbeat? Can you not always deceive yourself like this?”

Dean Lan’s words kept echoing in Sansa Ran’s heart. In fact, even she herself did not know what kind of feelings she had for Dean Lan. But now she didn’t want to give in and said, “I’m not lying to myself, we’re just not right for each other. Now give me back the phone, I want to go back.”

Dean Lan, who could not give up on Sansa Ran’s words, threw the phone out of the window to keep it out of Sansa Ran’s hands.

Sansa Ran looked at Dean Lan’s behavior and became even more angry, directly cursing, “Dean Lan, are you crazy? What makes you think you can throw my phone out?”

Dean Lan looked at Sansa Ran with a fond look on his face, “Because I don’t want you to go.”

Dean Lan’s words left Sansa Ran with nowhere to vent the fire in her heart, “Jeffrey is waiting for me at home, so I’ll go first.”

After saying that, he walked towards the hidden door without looking back.

Dean Lan, feeling helpless at Sansa Ran’s stubbornness, got out of bed ahead of her and deadlocked the door behind her. “Don’t you go tonight.”

Sansa Ran looked at the closed door and felt panic in her heart. She reached out to push Dean Lan to get out and said involuntarily, “Dean Lan, get out of the way, Jeffrey is home alone.”

Dean Lan simply did not want to hear Sansa Ran angle skimming foot excuse, retorted: “Jeffrey will be fine, if you are worried I can call someone to guard him, you stay here tonight, okay?”

Dean Lan’s words blocked all back roads for Sansa Ran, and she didn’t know what excuse she was making, and the danger in the air terrified her.

Sansa Ran looked up into Dean Lan’s eyes, and she was like the prey, unable to escape or avoid. sansa Ran wanted to leave now, pursed her lips and said, “I have to prepare my work materials, and I have to go to work tomorrow.”

“That’s okay, I’ll ask Lynn Mo for your leave.”

Dean Lan’s words gave Sansa Ran no more excuses to leave the place, except that she didn’t know how to stay and spend the night with Dean Lan, and struggled to open the door, cursing under her breath, “Dean Lan you bastard, you let me go!”

Dean Lan looked at the little woman in front of him who still did not want to give in and somehow found it cute. He directly hugged Sansa Ran and blocked her chattering mouth, moving his feet step by step towards the bed.

Sansa Ran was panicked by Dean Lan’s sudden kiss and kept struggling to push Dean Lan away, but that petite strength was like a cat’s scratch for Dean Lan. Slurring his words, he cursed, “Dean Lan, you … bastard.”

The delicate strength of his chest stimulated Dean Lan’s most primitive desire. Dean Lan’s lips released Sansa Ran and looked at Sansa Ran with a deep face and said, “Yes, I’m an asshole.”

The kiss was then deepened even more.

Sansa Ran resisted, but gradually fell under the kiss, and her hand was also holding Dean Lan.

Sansa Ran felt the change in Dean Lan’s body and felt scared.

Dean Lan knew it wasn’t time yet and reached out and rubbed Sansa Ran’s hair haphazardly and said, “Don’t be afraid, just let me hold you for a while.”

Sansa Ran’s eyes were closed tightly and she was still in Dean Lan’s arms, not daring to move a muscle.

Dean Lan felt some amusement at the fear of the little woman in his arms, hugging her tightly and looking at the woman he hadn’t seen in days and nights.

Dean Lan’s heart misses Sansa Ran like the waves of the river, unending. Every minute without Sansa Ran’s corner makes him feel the length of time.

Long time exhaustion, alcohol anesthesia let Dean Lan can no longer hold on, not long after the hand weakly hanging in Sansa Ran’s waist and belly gradually relaxed strength.

Sansa Ran felt the change of Dean Lan and opened his closed eyes, only to find that Dean Lan had fallen asleep. The breath with the smell of alcohol came towards Sansa Ran, and for some reason, Sansa Ran felt at peace at this moment.

Dean Lan unconsciously tightened his strength in his sleep, and Sansa Ran felt the force that encircled her in her loins and belly only wanted to escape at the moment.

Sansa Ran tried to turn over Dean Lan’s large, wide hands and finally regained his freedom.

Sansa Ran grabbed her bag and wanted to leave. She was afraid that Dean Lan would wake up in the middle and she wouldn’t be able to leave, not wanting to go through what had just happened.

Only when her feet reached the door she stopped, looking at Dean Lan lying unconscious on the bed she hesitated. Her footsteps stopped there for a long time, and finally she came back the way she came.

Sansa Ran put the bag aside and touched the water she had just received and found it was cold. sansa Ran took the basin back to the washroom and put the hot water back on and carefully scrubbed Dean Lan.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Sansa Ran touched Dean Lan’s forehead but found it hot, “Why do you have a fever?”

Looking out the window, Sansa Ran knew she couldn’t get any medicine now. Fortunately, she had lived in the villa before and knew where the first aid kit was, so she found a fever-reducing patch and put it on Dean Lan’s forehead.

Dean Lan was not yet awake, but subconsciously she wanted to keep Sansa Ran, and her hand was tightly holding Sansa Ran’s hand, unwilling to let go.

Sansa Ran had no choice but to put aside the things in her hands and let Dean Lan take her hand, while everything that had just happened kept coming back to her mind. What had just happened was unanticipated, except for the kiss that made her subconsciously touch her already red and swollen lips.

At this moment, Sansa Ran was distracted, her heart was torn with feelings for Dean Lan, and her own subconscious hugging of Dean Lan just now made her feel shameful.

Dean Lan still retains a smile in his sleep because of that kiss, not feel like muttering, “Sansa Ran, I really like you, you stay here, okay?”

Sansa Ran looked at the man who had called his name in his dream for a while and didn’t know how to react, subconsciously ignoring the words. He reached out and touched Dean Lan’s forehead and found that his fever had gradually subsided, so he was relieved.