Chapter 897: Jiang Lan Listen, it's just men and women

name, Wen Man felt a love slowly flowing through her blood.She still wants to play the piano.Perhaps Ho Shaw-ting's suggestion was right; after everything was over, she should go to England to study....When Jiang Lan got out of bed, the tips of her ears were slightly red.

As he cooked red bean porridge, he couldn't help but think that when it came to being a ruffian, Huo Jiao was even better than him. However, for some reason, he didn't feel any aversion to it; instead, he found it rather interesting.

The more he thought about it, the more he regretted it, and the more he yearned for that relationship.

He knew Huo Jiao was alone, and even without anyone around, she didn't seem to consider being with him... Was it because she had truly let go

Jiang Lan's mind was wandering, and the porridge had become too thick. Usually, he wouldn't have the patience to cook it again.

But Huo Jiao seems to really want to eat.

She's bleeding so much, she must need to make up for it!

Jiang Lan sounded like the embodiment of filial piety, having cooked congee for Huo Jiao and personally served her. ...Huo Jiao didn't want him to feed her; she scooped a spoonful into her mouth and savored it. It was very sweet and fragrant with the aroma of red beans.

She wore a look of complete satisfaction, her expression tinged with a touch of coquettishness.

Jiang Lan listened and asked her, "Just a bowl of red bean porridge, and you're this happy"

Huo Jiao lowered her head to look at the porridge, and smiled faintly: "We've been together for several years, you've never cooked a bowl of porridge for me... Think about it, it's better to break up!"

Her words held a hint of sadness.

It seems she hasn't let go completely.

Jiang Lan's personality was hard to describe, and she couldn't bring herself to say those cloying words every day. But he looked at her intently, and in a soft voice, he said, "If I could do it all over again, I would do better than before!"

Huo Jiao smiled faintly, she didn't have that kind of mind for the time being.

She lowered her head and sipped the porridge in small mouthfuls, her delicate appearance contrasting sharply with the rough words she had spoken before... But this kind of contrast made her even more alluring, leaving Jiang Lan longing to have her again.

He didn't press her, after all he was proud too, having been rejected by Huo Jiao many times already.

Later, they got along alright.

Most of the meals were cooked by Huo Jiao, while washing clothes and cleaning was done by Jiang Lan. They lived in this small house like a married couple...even watching the stars together in the mountains at night.

When she was watching, she lay in his arms.

Everyone knows this relationship is temporary. Once they get out of the mountains, they will be parting ways as strangers, with no further connection to each other. What happens in the mountains will be forgotten like a passing cloud.

A week later, they actually slept together.

At night, through the glass roof, we were talking and looking at the stars. I don't even know who started it... But by the time I came back to myself, we were already holding each other and kissing.

As the lips parted, their eyes locked with an intense gaze.

Jiang Lan still respected her: "Are you sure"

Ho Jiao wasn't being fussy, it was just a physical thing, after all. They had no one around them anyway, so even if they did something, there wouldn't be any psychological burden... She didn't speak, she lifted her body and kissed his chin, little by little. She always knew how to ignite him.

That night, they came four or five times...

Once upon a time, there were countless times. Later, she simply let go, coming every night... It was even more frequent than when they first got together. Huo Jiao rubbed her waist and thought, wondering if Jiang Lan could hear the sound of a pile driver.

They were addicted to the pleasures of the body, yet they remained clear-minded with each other.

But over time, it can give people the illusion that they have rekindled their old flame.

At least that's what Jiang Lan thought.

So when the car came to pick them up that day, he thought they would start over, at least he would have a chance... But Huo Jiao took her luggage and got in and out of the car swiftly.

As she got out of the car, Jiang Lan reached for her hand. He asked, "Where are you going Not to the apartment"

Huo Jiao gave him a sweet smile. "Of course, I'm going back to my own home! Jiang Lan, listen, you wouldn't think we're back together, would you These days we've only been physical, just taking care of each other, don't take it seriously!"

Jiang Lan's face was extremely ugly!

What did she take him foro, then I won't go!"She knew her compromise was simply to avoid an argument.She couldn't argue anymore.She now has too much to worry about, Mianmian's illness, Baiqi's illness... and the future child....