She was confused and felt that the sound was strange, as if she was tickling and moaned involuntarily, and she felt itchy in her heart.

She pressed her ear to the door and listened, and her moan became clearer. Luo Yanan moaned like crying and complaining, as if she was so sad, and as if she was so happy that she felt so happy. The strange feeling resonated with her.

Just like cold water was poured on the head, Wang Ying woke up suddenly, hurriedly covered her mouth, her whole body became hot, and she quickly turned her head and ran away.

"Bang!" She hit the railing next to her and made a muffled sound.

The moan stopped abruptly, and then the door opened. Fang Han came out of the room with his upper body naked, as if a gust of wind came to Wang Ying.

Seeing that it was Wang Ying, Fang Han smiled: "It doesn't matter, right?"

Wang Ying rubbed her knees, blushed her head.

Fang Han's face seemed nothing, without any embarrassment, and smiled and said, "Do you want to drink some drunken soup in the kitchen thermos?"

Wang Ying was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to raise her head, and hurriedly whispered: "I understand, I'm going."

Seeing Wang Ying rushing downstairs like she was running away, Fang Han shook his head and smiled, and turned back to the bedroom.

Luo Yaman shrank into the thin quilt, her face blushed like a rose, her eyes were filled with brilliance, and she looked at her and asked with a red face: "Is it Wang Ying?"

"Yeah." Fang Han agreed to get into the quilt, his big hand climbed up to her round buttocks, and his lower body gently penetrated into the warm muddy garden.

Luo Yanan pounded his chest lightly: "Come back!"

Fang Han kissed her moisturized lips: "Don't you like it?"

"You are going to be tortured to death!" Luo Yanan said angrily, looking up at the clock: "It's already!"

Fang Han smiled and sealed her red lips again, slowly thrusting her lower body, and soft moans came from her handsome nose, sometimes high and sometimes low.

Fang Han's movements slowly accelerated, getting faster and faster. Luo Yanan suddenly stiffened, his body bowed back, trembling constantly, and suddenly collapsed.

Fang Han could feel the violent contraction and nibbles, which was hard to say. He gently stroked her smooth back in his arms.

After a while, Luo Yanan sighed: "You really killed me!"

Her voice was a little hoarse, and she felt lazy and satisfied.

Fang Han stroked the back of her hand with a big hand and said softly: "Are you really not a host?"

"Well, I'm not suitable to be a celebrity." Luo Yanan nodded slightly and sighed: "Now is my ideal life. Stay in such a villa and write quietly. You and Wang Ying are by your side. When you are bored, you will find them to play with you and when you are interested, you will write. There is no pressure and comfortable."

Fang Han smiled and said, "I have no ambitions."

"Why do I have such great ambitions for me?" Luo Yanan shook his head and said, "I want to live a simpler life, I don't want to pursue so much, I'm too tired!"

Fang Han said: "Well, this is great, should I get a car?"

Luo Yanan moved his body, letting his breasts press against his chest, feeling safety and warmth: "I can't be without pursuing anything. I'm going to buy a car with the royalties for this book."

Fang Han patted her pink back: "I am ambitious. When I am not here, I will ask Li Chunlei or my teacher's wife if I have something to do. I have the energy to run errands. I don't have to be polite to them."

"Yeah, I understand." Luo Yaman wrapped her jade arms around his body, her body tighter, and she sighed quietly.

Fang Han smiled bitterly, vaguely guessing what she thought, but couldn't make any promises. At this time, he felt that he was indeed not a good person.

———

The next morning, Wang Ying lay on the bed and didn't want to get up. After Song Yuya got up, she was surprised to see her staying in bed. Wang Ying was very diligent and got up the earliest in the dormitory.

She put on her clothes and came to the bed and smiled, "What's wrong, I haven't woken up last night's wine?"

"Wake up." Wang Ying replied in a muffled voice.

Song Yuya smiled and said, "Won't you get up yet?...Let's go run and see how the scenery is around you?"

"Did Luo Yanan get up?" Wang Ying asked.

"No, right?" Song Yuya shook her head: "She may have drunk too much last night."

"Hmph!" Wang Ying's face turned red and she curled her lips.

"What's wrong?" Song Yuya smiled.

"You didn't hear any strange sounds last night, did you?" Wang Ying blushed and didn't dare to look at her.

Song Yuya said lightly: "It's them who are trying hard, right?"

"You heard it?" Wang Ying was surprised.

Song Yuya said: "How come the two of them are honest? There is no fuss, you heard it too?"

"I've heard that I'm going to drink water. It's so embarrassing!" Wang Yingxiu's face was blushing.

Song Yuya said lightly: "That little thing between men and women is very common. There is no need to make a fuss. Let's go and run!"

"...Okay." Wang Ying nodded.

She put on her clothes and got out of bed. The two of them quietly left the villa, not wanting to wake up Fang Han and Luo Yanan. Wang Ying knew that they would not wake up so easily after they had been tossing for half a night.

The two girls ran east out of the villa, ran around the villa area, and found out the whole situation. They felt that the scenery was good and the air was good, which was indeed a livable place.

There is only one disadvantage: it is a bit far from the school, so it is not possible to have no car.

They ran around and came back with an unsatisfactory feeling. Luo Yanan was working in the kitchen. She was radiant, as if she was emitting light.

"Where is Fang Han?" Wang Ying asked.

"He left in advance." Luo Yanan replied while cutting vegetables, his movements light and flexible.

When Wang Ying heard that Fang Han was not here, he eliminated the embarrassment and discomfort and snorted: "Can you still get up? I really admire your physical strength!"

Luo Yanan smiled with a pursed lips: "What did you hear?"

"Hmph, I'm going to die alone there!" Wang Ying said angrily with a red face: "You can really hold on, do you want to take a rest?"

Luo Yaman shook her head.

Song Yuya said: "You want to live here in the future?"

"Come here occasionally." Luo Yanan said: "I usually stay in the dormitory."

"The environment here is very good, the air is fresh and quiet, and the public security situation is also good. It's a bit far from the school and requires a car." Song Yuya said.

Wang Ying said: "Don't let me."

Luo Yanan said: "Please use Wang Ying's first, and then buy it if you have money."

"Don't let him buy it?" Song Yuya smiled.

Luo Yanan shook her head: "I will do it myself if I can."

"It's good to have a chance." Song Yuya nodded.

Luo Yanan said, "You can choose your own room and come here to live together."

"Of course." Wang Ying smiled: "Or we'll move here. Anyway, there's a car. I'll go to the dormitory to rest at noon and come here at night."

Song Yuya shook her head and said, "It's so troublesome. Our classes are different, and we have different time. There are not enough cars."

"It's okay." Wang Ying said: "Just drive in the morning and evening. When you arrive at school, you go to the dormitory or study in the dormitory without classes. If you have classes, you can come back together after class in the afternoon."

Luo Yanan nodded: "This is OK."

"That's all!" Wang Ying laughed and said, "It's so quiet and comfortable!"

Song Yuya said: "You are too homeless. If you continue like this, you won't be able to find a boyfriend!"

"I don't want a boyfriend!" Wang Ying ran to pick his room.

———

When Fang Han came to the Jiang family villa, Jiang Xiaowan was practicing sword in front of the woods. The sword light flashed very quickly, and the sword technique was a little bit of an introduction.

Fang Han came up on foot from the foot of the mountain and did not notify Jiang Xiaowan, so he had no car to pick him up, but he didn't expect Jiang Xiaowan was there.

Master Jiang Cheng was not there, only Jiang Xiaowan was practicing swordsmanship. Fang Han watched for a while, but Jiang Xiaowan didn't notice it and was still immersed in his sword light.

Fang Han smiled and patted his hands. Jiang Xiaowan stopped sword light and turned to look at him. He looked heroic and cool in white silk practice clothes.

"Why don't you call?" Jiang Xiaowan returned the sword lightly and came to him: "How is my sword technique?"

“Very progressive.”

"Of course!" Jiang Xiaowan said proudly: "The main attack on swordsmanship has been happening for a while!"

Fang Han said: "I practiced too fast."

"Hmm-?" Jiang Xiaowan frowned and said, "Is it good to be quick?"

Fang Han shook his head: "At the beginning, you should practice slowly like practicing Tai Chi, master the force and remove clumsy strength. The key to swordsmanship is to be agile and not use force."

"Oh..." Jiang Xiaowan waved his hand: "You are the same as my dad, it's boring!...You said you are going to the United States?"

Fang Han nodded: "What are the instructions for Miss Xiaowan?"

When he called Jiang Xiaowan and said that he was going to the United States for a year, Jiang Xiaowan asked him to come here no matter what, and told him if he had something to do.

"Get into the house." Jiang Xiaowan twisted his waist and walked towards the villa.

Fang Han followed her and walked side by side: "Sister Xiaowan, what's the big deal?"

"I have a friend over there." Jiang Xiaowan said: "Introduce you to meet me."
To be continued...