The Whole Internet is Waiting For Master Fu To Fall In Love

The room is spacious and shrouded in orange lights, creating a somewhat warm atmosphere.

Yu Wenfan leaned over to put the person in his arms on the bed, and when he was about to stand up straight, a hand grabbed his cuff suddenly, his fingers were slender, and his nails were lovely pink.

The weak strength is not worth mentioning, as long as he uses a little force, he can shake off her hand, but Yu Wenfan didn't do that, his deep eyes reflected her drunken little face.

"I have no ulterior motives, why do you keep misunderstanding me..."

Yaya closed her eyes and muttered in pain, "I've tried my best not to like you, why do you still say that about me, Yu Wenfan, you bully people."

Yu Wenfan looked at her with a little smile in his eyes. He bent down and sat on the edge of the bed, and stretched out his hand to brush her hair sticking to his face.

Under the light, her face was flushed with drunkenness, her black brows were slightly wrinkled, and there were specks of water vapor at the end of her eyes, making her look a little pitiful, which made people feel a little pity for her.

Yu Wenfan pinched her face, and a chuckle escaped from his lips.

Try not to like him?

Oh, dreaming.

...

In the middle of the night, a heavy rain fell without warning.

"Boom boom boom—"

Thunder God was deafening, a bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, and white light passed through the curtains and flashed across the room.

"no, do not want……"

Yaya woke up suddenly, she sat up suddenly, her eyes opened with fear.

She hastily reached out to turn on the bedside lamp, her forehead was covered with thin sweat, and she was panting for breath.

"What's wrong?"

The low voice of smoke hooked her mind, like a ray of light in the abyss, pulling her out of the darkness.

Yaya immediately raised her head, looking at the man's approaching figure, her face showed astonishment.

Her tone seemed a little surprised, "You, why are you in my room?"

Yu Wenfan walked to the edge of the bed, looked down at her from a high position, the corners of his lips curled slightly, "Look carefully, whose room is this?"

Hearing this, Yaya's expression froze for a while, and she looked around back and forth.

Although the suites in the hotel are roughly the same, her suitcase has always been placed next to the wardrobe, and now there is nothing in the wardrobe.

This is not her room.

Yaya reacted slowly, and looked at Yu Wenfan in disbelief, "Is this your room?"

Yu Wenfan nodded kindly.

After getting the confirmation, Yaya seemed to be frightened and stuttered, "You, what did you bring me to your room for?"

As she spoke, she suddenly thought of something, and lowered her head to check the clothes on her body.

A man's hoarse voice came from above her head, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in drunks."

Yaya froze, a trace of unnaturalness flashed across her face, she raised her head, cleared her throat, "Thank you for taking me back."

She threw off the quilt and hurriedly wanted to leave, but before she could find her shoes, Yu Wenfan pushed her back on the bed, "Where do you want to go in the middle of the night?"

Her shoulder was pressed by his warm palm, Yaya couldn't move, she turned her head to avoid his gaze, and said softly, "I'll go back to my own room."

"Just sleep here." Yu Wenfan pulled the quilt over her, reached out to touch the sweat on her forehead, and frowned slightly, "Woke up by thunder?"

Surprised by his actions, Yaya was startled, and subconsciously shook her head when she heard his words.

"Having a nightmare?" he asked again.

Yaya didn't speak, remembering the situation in the nightmare, she couldn't help but clenched the quilt tightly.

Yu Wenfan noticed all the subtle movements, he rubbed her head, and his tone was barely gentle, "Go to sleep, I'm outside."

Yaya blinked her eyes, looking at Yu Wenfan with strange eyes.

Is he a fake Yu Wenfan?