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Chapter 2 The Artist

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    Liao Yan didn't seem to hear, her eyes were like spring water, and there was a mandala-like fatal smile on the corner of her mouth: "Brother Li Yan, do you want a date"

    Hearing these words, Li Yan gave a low laugh twice, holding the newly made curly hair on the back of her head with her palm.

    "Little boyfriend can't satisfy you? Does he know that you like promiscuous dating.

    Liao Yan's plump and moist red lips were so delicate and charming that they surrounded his lips, and she was just exhaling like a blue begging for invitations when they touched his lips.

    Seeing her approaching, Li Yan's smile that didn't enter his eyes was restrained: "How many people have you kissed? I think it's dirty."

    Liao Yan suddenly stopped on his lips, paused for a second, then began to chuckle softly: "Even if it's dirty, Brother Li Yan tasted it half a year ago."

    Her lips were slightly pouted, and her eyes showed a little pride and showing off, as if she was taking this matter as a trophy.

    Li Yan was walking towards the outside of the temple with a stern face. Before getting into the car, he raised his hand and wiped away the redness from the corner of his lips with his thumb.

    Liao Yan turned to look at him with her head tilted, the evil and charming smile never receded from her lips.

    Back in the car, the old lady was still waiting in the car. Seeing that Li Yan had returned, she asked, "Why is it taking so long?"

    Li Yan acted as if nothing had happened, and sat down beside the old lady: "Are you going home?"

    Mrs. Li hummed.

    The driver closed the car door, and after the door was closed, the car started to leave.

    Liao Yan stood in the temple and watched the cars outside leave, then turned and left.

    After the day's schedule was over, Liao Yan returned to her room, but after returning to her room, she received a text message. After reading the text message, an extremely secretive smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

    At ten o'clock, she went out, drove away by herself, and said something to the servant at home. She came to a hotel. Before arriving at a hotel, she took the card and went directly to the five-star hotel  upstairs.

    Arrived in a suite, someone was taking a shower in the bathroom, and there was the sound of a shower.

    Liao Yan took off her high heels, and skillfully took off her stockings beside the bed.

    She kept listening to the back, and after the sound of the water stopped, the man came out of the bathroom, saw her figure, and sat down on the sofa.

    Liao Yan walked over, consciously sat on the man's lap and acted like a baby, her voice was as sweet as honey: "Brother Chen Yan."

    Li Yan touched her newly curly hair, which was brown and wavy, and his eyes were teasing: "What style does your new boyfriend like?"

    He pretended to be an innocent girl in front of him, but now his little boyfriend pretends to be a royal sister, which is quite good at playing.

    Liao Yan approached and leaned against his ear: "Do you like it?" Then, she planted strawberries on his neck.

    Li Yan raised his hand mercilessly, pinched her chin and raised her face: "Don't leave me with evidence, I have a girlfriend."

    Liao Yanliang's pouty lips curled up, as if she was happy or unhappy, and then there was a watery smile in her eyes wearing colored contact lenses, and she seemed to be happier in an instant. She tilted her head pretending to be innocent and ignorant: "She  Are you happy to serve you?"

    Li Yan was unsmiling, but looking at Liao Yan at this moment, he hummed in his chest, but there was no smile on his face. His serious and sharp face has never been such a relaxed person.

    Liao Yan simply put her arms around his neck, she fell into his arms, and tentatively touched his lips with the lips he thought dirty before: "Then I'll stay here."

    Li Yan frowned at first, when she kissed it mischievously and cautiously.

    Li Yan bit her tightly.

    Liao Yan pushed him, and their lips became entangled.

    The next morning, Liao Yan was taking a shower in the bathroom. There was no one in the room, and the room was half-lit and ambiguous. After taking a bath, Liao Yan walked out of the carpet with bare feet. Her mobile phone vibrated on the table.  Then, Liao Yan walked over and picked up the phone. When she saw the incoming call reminder, she was still frowning happily, with a hint of frown and hesitation.

    However, after a few seconds of hesitation, her face returned to normal, and she sat down on the chaise longue sofa, revealing a pair of slender and round legs under the bathrobe.

    She answered the phone: "Hello."

    A slightly nervous male voice came from inside: "Yanyan, are you back?"

    Liao Yan took the bathrobe, picked up the underwear on the chaise longue and put it on, while replying: "Yes, Ah Dan."

    The male voice inside became more nervous: "Then, Yanyan, let's meet."

    Liao Yan put on the snow-white clothes and gave him an address after thinking about it.

    Obviously they were very familiar people, so they didn't exchange pleasantries, and the two quickly hung up the phone.

    Almost half an hour later, the doorbell rang outside the suite,?? Yeah.  "

    She pretended to be interested and asked immediately: "Brother Li Yan has a girlfriend? Which one did you find?"

    Seeing her curious question, the aunt replied, "I don't know. I met him once. I heard that he is an artist."

    Someone next to me asked, "What background?"

    Aunt Liao Yanna replied: "I don't know the background, but the Li family has to be a special one to be worthy, let alone Li Yan."

    Then Aunt Liao Yan said a few words, wanting to quickly end the topic, lowered her voice: "Don't talk about it, the Li family is not something we can talk about easily."

    What it means is self-evident. Although the Li and Liao families are aristocratic families, in fact, the Li family has always been a high-level member of the Liao family.

    However, Liao Yan had three words hovering in her heart, artist.

    It's his taste, she smiled.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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