Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

Chapter 132 Hug one more time

Yan An stood up and held Gu Ling's shoulders.

"Sister Gu Ling, it's all my fault. I made you work so hard. You're almost hallucinating. Did you get too excited just now?"

Gu Ling rubbed his eyes and looked at Yan An’s bed.

Two layers of quilts were casually spread on the bed, and there was a big doll covered under the quilts.

She knew that Yan An liked to sleep with dolls as tall as a person.

It can't be that the doll moved.

"How can I blame you? If I have to blame anyone, it's that damned Yan Feng who has evil intentions! I'm a little confused. If you can't sleep, I'll be your baby and sleep with you."

She squinted her eyes and pretended to lie down on the bed.

Yan An hugged her waist and carried her out.

"No, I'm afraid you'll kick me if you're not well in your sleep. I just got up to go to the bathroom."

"You really don't need me to sleep with you?"

"real."

"Okay." Gu Ling yawned loudly, "Then go to sleep quickly. I'm going back."

Yan An nodded, watched her leave with a smile, then closed and locked the door.

Yan Xichen, hiding under the quilt, trembled his eyelashes and closed his eyes.

When Yan An lifted the quilt, he saw someone barefoot, curled up, and sleeping soundly.

Fell asleep in just a short while?

Yan An expressed his doubt, "Yan Xichen?"

Yan Xichen didn't move, and his breathing became lighter.

Now, Yan An was sure that he was pretending to be asleep.

She deliberately said coldly, "Sleep on the floor or leave. Don't even think about asking me to sleep on the floor."

Yan Xichen opened his eyes, sat up speechlessly, and accused with his eyes.

Who wants her to sleep on the floor...such a wide bed.

Yan An waved his hand, motioning him to go to the floor that belonged to him.

Her room was covered with carpets and sometimes even had quilts as cushions, so it was actually okay to sleep on the floor.

Yan Xichen frowned, got out of bed, and sat under the bed. When he turned his head, he saw a big pink panther leaning against the edge of the bed.

The Pink Panther looked at him with a smile, and the next moment it was carried away by a white and tender hand.

Yan An put the Pink Panther on the side of the bed, let it rest on the pillow, and covered it with a quilt.

The corners of Yan Xichen's mouth twitched a few times.

Dolls are treated better than humans!

Yan An then took out a quilt and pillow from the cupboard and gave them to Yan Xichen. He went to the bathroom to brush his teeth again and lay on the bed to continue writing his essay.

Yan Xichen took off his grey knitted cardigan, lay down and asked, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Yan An, "If you want to sleep, go turn off the headlights. I'll turn on the desk lamp on the other side."

Yan Xichen lifted the quilt and stood up to turn off the light. The room darkened for a moment, and Yan An turned on the bedside lamp on the other side.

Yan Xichen lay back down, his eyes falling on the corner of the pink quilt hanging down on the side of the bed, and then looking at the cream-colored quilt covering his body.

The warm yellow light of the desk lamp surrounded them, as if they were the only two people in this small world.

I really like this feeling.

in case……

But it would be even better if he could turn into the Pink Panther lying next to Yan An.

Yan An finally finished writing a short essay of nearly a thousand words, saved it, and went to bed.

There was a sound of rapid breathing coming from the bedside. Yan An crawled over and saw someone sweating profusely, as if he was having a nightmare.

Yan An tried calling him twice but failed to wake him up, so he took a tissue from the tissue box on the bedside and wiped his sweat.

His wrist was suddenly grabbed, and Yan An was caught off guard and was pulled down and fell on Yan Xichen.

Fortunately, there was no melodramatic dialogue.

She tilted her head and her chin hit Yan Xichen's shoulder.

The person under her groaned, but he hadn't woken up yet. His hand holding her wrist just tightened.

Yan An, “…”

Will I fall into the same nightmare that I couldn’t wake up from again?

Since I have overcome the psychological problem and stood up, why is it like this again and has relapsed?

Many thoughts flashed through Yan An's mind, and he even wondered if it was because she made him sleep on the floor that it brought back some bad memories for him.

will lead to such a result.

At this moment, Yan Xichen felt the warmth on his body, and his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

If possible, he really wanted to rub her face. That feeling must be very good and soothing.

At first, he was having a nightmare. He dreamed that those people not only wanted to break his legs, but also wanted to hurt Yan An.

It wasn't until Yan An fell on him that he woke up and immediately reacted and pretended to be asleep.

I never thought before that his reaction speed would be so strong that he wanted to hold her for a while longer...

If he confessed his feelings, would she accept it?

But he treated her badly before...

Yan An thought so much and suddenly felt that this action was not very pleasant.

If someone wakes up, they might think she is going to do something beastly, and she won't be able to wash herself clean even if she jumps into the Yellow River.

So Yan An tried to push the man away, and luckily he managed to remove his arms and hands.

Yan An put the Pink Panther back, turned off the desk lamp and went to bed.

It was a dreamless night. Before dawn, I vaguely heard Yan Xichen say that he had left. Yan An looked at him half asleep and half awake, and vaguely instructed, "Don't disturb my agent."

After saying that, she fell asleep again.

Yan Xichen felt mixed emotions, feeling that even the agent she had just met was more important than him, which was very depressing.

After pulling the quilt for Yan An, he quietly left the villa with Dawson's help.

The next afternoon, Gu Ling received a call from home and hurriedly found Yan An to ask her if he could go back to his hometown with her right away, as something happened at home.

Yan An recently found Zhang Shuyu and couldn't leave.

Gu Ling told her to be careful and not to open the door casually and buy a ticket and leave in a hurry.

In the evening, Yan An posted the emo essay online.

Some people realized that something was wrong and made her strong, but more people told her to just go to hell and stop making trouble.

The comment section is simply unbearable to read, the hostility is extremely strong and there are a lot of foul language.

Qian Lai also used technology to prevent Gu Ling from receiving any updates from Yan An, for fear that Gu Ling would come back.

After staying in the villa for another two days, Yan An opened his mobile phone and saw a push notification about a homestay.

This B&B not only has a beautiful environment, but also has various group purchase discounts recently, which include various gifts such as food, entertainment, and tickets to scenic spots.

Such a big discount is like pie in the sky.

Qian Lai called and said that this B&B was where Zheng Wanfu was going to attack her.

This push notification can only be received on Yan An’s mobile phone.

Yan An ordered a group purchase online, packed up a small suitcase, and booked a ticket to the B&B.

While waiting for the flight, she sat there fully armed and playing with her mobile phone. After a while, several people came over looking at her.

Those people looked at Yan An and huddled together, talking in low voices.

Finally, a girl came over and asked directly, "Are you Yan An?"

Yan An looked up, adjusted his sunglasses, and said in a strange tone: "Sorry, Yan An - is it broken?"

The girl said sorry, stepped back and left with her companion.

Yan An lowered his head and continued playing with his phone.

A light whistle sounded beside me.

A sweaty man sat down on the chair next to her.

"Beauty, you look familiar. Why are you wrapped up so tightly? Are you a celebrity?"

"Oh, I don't know." Yan An covered his nose, "The mud smells a bit, I have rhinitis."

As she spoke, she covered her face with her mask, looking as if she couldn't stand it.