Mu Ye walked out of Yan's villa in a daze. As soon as he stepped out of Yan's villa, he couldn't wait to put his fingertips under his nose and took a deep sniff.

What a nice smell! It's Luo'er's scent!

Suddenly, he felt this invigorating smell flowing throughout his body along with his red blood cells. Then his blood began to boil and his whole body could not help but tremble. An intoxicated and crazy expression appeared on his face, and he looked like a pervert.

He put his fingertips into his mouth again and sucked gently. The feeling became even stronger. His breathing became noticeably heavier and every nerve in his body was tense. He felt like he couldn't wait any longer.

He suppressed his surging desire and walked into the car, but instead of sitting in the driver's seat, he sat directly in the back seat.

He could no longer endure this torment and had to release it immediately. Moreover, this hand of his was the hand that had just touched Luo'er. He narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and a hint of red gradually appeared at the corners of his eyes.

In his mind, he recalled Yan Qingluo's every smile, every move, every inch of her skin from head to toe, every expression when her love was deep, and every gasp when she could no longer control herself.

"Ah, Luo'er ... " His deep, magnetic voice echoed in the carriage. For a moment, the carriage was filled with the smell of male hormones.

How could he endure it for a month?

He was going crazy for her.

He leaned against the back seat, the curve of his chest went from violent ups and downs to gradually calming down, his breathing went from heavy to gradually steady, he squinted his eyes and rested for a while, then slowly stood up, tidied up the scene, sat in the driver's seat, and drove out of the Yan's villa.

Yan Qingluo happened to be standing in front of the window. Seeing the Maybach that had just driven away, he muttered quietly, "Hey, didn't he leave a long time ago? Why did he just leave?"

Yan Zhihan didn't hear what she said clearly, so he asked, "Xiao Si, what did you just say to get out? Do you want to chase my brother out again?"

"No, brother, I didn't say anything about you. Hehe, brother, have you eaten dinner?" Yan Qingluo turned around and looked at Yan Zhihan with a smile on his face.

"I've eaten. Have you eaten, Xiaosi? Are you hungry?" Yan Zhihan asked with concern.

"I've eaten too." Yan Qingluo hesitated for a moment. She really wanted to say, it's getting late, brother, go back and rest.

But he was afraid that Yan Zhihan would think too much and think that she just wanted to drive him away.

So he changed his tone abruptly, "But I'm still a little hungry, brother, why don't we go to the living room, I want to find something delicious."

Yan Zhihan immediately stood up and responded, "Well, let's go."

The two of them came to the kitchen. Yan Qingluo took a bottle of milk from the refrigerator and turned back to ask Yan Zhihan, "Third brother, do you want to drink?"

"No, I'm not hungry." Yan Zhihan looked at Yan Qingluo lovingly, feeling indescribable joy in his heart.

Yan Qingluo drank her milk and ate cookies at the same time. Yan Zhihan watched her silently from the side, wiping the crumbs from the corners of her mouth with his hand from time to time.

His gentle movements made Yan Qingluo dazed for a moment. She remembered that Mu Ye had once wiped the rice grains from the corners of her mouth and even ate them.

Thinking of this, Yan Qingluo was absent-minded for a moment. It seemed that Mu Ye really liked her.

A sweet smile appeared on her lips, which was seen by Yan Zhihan. He thought that Yan Qingluo was smiling happily because of him, so he became more attentive, "Xiao Si, what else do you want to eat? I'll get it for you."

Yan Qingluo came back to his senses when he heard Yan Zhihan's voice, and said with a smile, "That's enough, Third Brother. I'm afraid I'll get fat if I eat too much at night."

Yan Zhihan said seriously, "Fat? Who dares to say that our Xiao Si is fat? Our Xiao Si has the best figure. Eat whatever you want. Xiao Si, don't think too much."

Yan Qingluo pouted and said, "Third brother always thinks I'm the best. If I really get fat, I won't be able to get married."

"It's better if she can't get married ... um ... no ... " Yan Zhihan noticed Yan Qingluo's surprised look and quickly changed his words, "That's not what I meant. I meant that our Xiao Si is so outstanding, and those people are short-sighted. Besides, even if our Xiao Si really can't get married, Third Brother can support you for the rest of your life."

Yan Qingluo looked at Yan Zhihan with a smile, feeling warm in his heart.

At first, I only knew that the three Yan brothers were crazy about doting on their sisters. At that time, I only wanted to use them and deceive them. It was not until later that I knew that I was their biological sister that I realized how happy it was to have the love of my brothers.

She has always been grateful for the fact that she was able to return to her family first by accident. Therefore, no matter what she will encounter or face in her life in the future, she will not complain, because God has given her the greatest gift.

Yan Qingluo looked at Yan Zhihan's panicked explanation and thought it was adorable, so he wanted to tease him, "Does my inability to get married make Third Brother so happy? Does Third Brother just want to laugh at me?"

"No, no, Xiao Si, Third Brother doesn't want to laugh at you. Third Brother just can't bear to see you leave. Xiao Si, I'm sorry ... " Yan Zhihan explained in panic, waving his hands.

Yan Qingluo burst out laughing, stood up and said, "I know, Third Brother, I was just teasing you. I'm done eating, Third Brother, let's go upstairs and go back to rest early."

Yan Zhihan reached out and scratched the tip of Yan Qingluo's nose, then reluctantly went back to his room.

Yan Qingluo sent Yan Zhihan away and breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to go back to his room to have a good rest, he heard Yan Jingrong's voice behind him, "Xiao Si, are you back?"

Yan Qingluo was shocked. How come one comes after another one leaves?

"Well, brother, you're back. Go to bed early!"

Yan Jingrong obviously didn't want to rest early, so he walked up quickly and said, "Xiao Si, I have an appointment with Mrs. Zhou to discuss the sale of the East Bay Peninsula Hotel tomorrow. Come with me."

Yan Qingluo thought for a moment. She was afraid that Mrs. Zhou would be angry if she saw her and would raise the price or not want to discuss cooperation with Yan's.

"Brother, I won't go. You should have a good talk with her. I have other things to do tomorrow."

Yan Jingrong thought Yan Qingluo didn't want to go with him, and said a little aggrievedly, "Xiao Si, don't you want to care about my brother?"

? Yan Qingluo was shocked. He seemed to have heard this before. Who said it?

Oh, by the way, Yan Zhihan said the same thing just now.

Yan Qingluo quickly grabbed Yan Jingrong and explained hastily, "No, brother, I'm afraid that Mrs. Zhou will be angry when she sees me and won't want to talk business with us anymore."

Yan Jingrong looked at Yan Qingluo's nervous expression and felt ecstatic. It turned out that his little fourth daughter cared about him so much.

Then he smiled, touched Yan Qingluo's head, and said with a smile, "Okay, our Xiao Si is very thoughtful. Go to bed early. Good night."

"Well, good night, big brother." Yan Qingluo watched Yan Jingrong walk back to his room before he went back to his room with peace of mind.