Don’t Provoke Me

He Yi was about to laugh at this little fairy.

However, what could he do? He had made the promise, and he had agreed to it. Therefore, he could only do as he was told.

After Ji Lan tormented He Yi for a moment, his attention had shifted to her entirely. He had temporarily forgotten Ren Hao's words.

His heart was warm. Ji Lan protected him, but a sense of inferiority welled up in him.

He Yi was an orphan. Ever since he was young, he had tasted the cold and warmth of the world. He had experienced hardships that ordinary people would not experience. He had struggled at the lowest level of society, using his blood and sweat to earn a way out for himself.

No one had ever liked Ji Lan. Facing the criticism and disdain of others, she fought back and used her petite body to protect him.

Ren Hao, the third person in this house, felt like he was ignored by the two of them as he was trying to interrupt them.

However, when Ren Hao opened his mouth several times as he wanted to say something, he did not know what to say to Ji Lan.

He tried to hold it in, but he still could not do so. "Ji Lan, I'll prove to you who is the most suitable person to be your husband."

After saying that, Ren Hao turned around and left.

When Ren Hao reached the door, he was still anticipating that Ji Lan would come out and stop him from leaving. However, Ji Lan did not do so as she completely ignored him. Instead, Ren Hao's departure made her sigh in relief.

The annoying person had finally left the house.

"He Yi, shall we have a drink?"

"Sure." He Yi would not ask Ji Lan what she wanted to do, but he would not deny it either.

As for the fact that He Yi was still having an erection, he selectively ignored it.

The sound of a bottle being opened rang out. Ji Lan poured wine for the two of them. The two clinked glasses and drank in silence.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Ji Lan flushed. She was so beautiful that her face was glowing red. She stared at He Yi's chest and fixed her gaze on his crotch.

"Do you need help?" Ji Lan did not say it out loud, but He Yi knew what she meant.

"No need," He Yi replied with an awful expression. He turned around and wanted to leave.

"He Yi, don't go." Ji Lan stood up and staggered. She used her small hand to grab the corner of He Yi's shirt. "Don't go..."

Her voice was weak, and He Yi unconsciously stopped in his tracks. It was this momentary delay that allowed Ji Lan to seize the opportunity. She took advantage of the opportunity and hung her hands around his neck.

Their gazes met, and they were less than an inch apart. They could feel each other's breath, and the atmosphere was romantic as the temperature around them rose bit by bit.

"I came back to look for you. Don't leave me behind..." Ji Lan said those words while she was drunk, but the meaning in her words caused He Yi to have mixed feelings.

Did they know each other before? Why did he not remember anything?

By the time He Yi came back to his senses, Ji Lan had already squatted down, and her eyes were misty as she looked at his erected penis. She touched his penis, and she could feel that area was slightly wet. It was caused by the fluid oozing out of He Yi's penis.

"Enough." He Yi held Ji Lan's hand and could not help but say in a low voice, "Don't provoke me."

He did not know when it started. To the woman in front of him, his heart was no longer as pure as before. He was puzzled, but he did not know why?

Ever since He Yi was young, he had been used to growing up by himself, and he was used to the cold looks and disdain of others. No one had ever taught him why Ji Lan could make him feel complicated.

"But I want it." Ji Lan raised her head. Her slightly wet eyes and the beautiful red glow on her cheeks were like alluring poppies.

The fragrance of wine emanated from her body, making He Yi feel drunk and a little absent-minded. "What?"

He heard himself ask a question.