Chapter 89 A Long Night

  Lorin is a very worrisome person, at least to Jiang Yan. She has a feeling that Lorin is always busy with one thing after another, and his hands are always full of things to do. People who don't know him well would think he's just idle all day, but in fact, Lorin's vision is far-sighted, farther than anyone else's. For example, when he went to the Caesar Palace for no reason, outsiders would definitely think he was a rich second-generation heir with nothing better to do, but in reality, he was planning something that would greatly benefit his company, and if successful, could even bring benefits to many people.

  This kind of person, generally no one can truly understand him. Of course, he doesn't need anyone's understanding and can stubbornly persist on his own. This kind of person is really pitiful, at least they live a very tiring life, yet they never complain about their fatigue. Thinking about this, thinking about how Lorin usually has a cheerful appearance, I feel even more that he is a man who is both pitiful and reliable to depend on and trust.

  It has to be said that Jiang Yan is one of the few people in this world who can slightly understand Lorrain.

  Perhaps out of sympathy, perhaps out of worry, or perhaps it was truly out of her sense of justice. After a long period of contemplation and deep thought, Jiang Yan gave Lorraine a resolute gaze: "Alright, I'll agree to it. But you must grasp the right measure, looking at your confident appearance, do I need to teach you how to grasp the measure?"

  "Uh-huh."

  Lorraine nodded and smiled: "Thank you, Yansister."

  "Cut, thank me? Not interested." Jiang Yan, with a knife-like mouth and tofu heart, pretended to be disdainful. "I'm worried about you, this kid. If you mess up again, won't I have to clean up after you? I'm taking the initiative myself, just in case, to prevent you from causing more trouble."

  Luoluo didn't say a word, her eyes fixed tightly on Jiang Yan's face, and a hint of emotion quietly seeped into her gaze. To think about it, Luoluo felt that she was truly very fortunate. In the previous life, Jiang Yan had no connection with her at all, but in this life, she became such a sincere "sister", always helping her without expecting anything in return. Although Luoluo didn't say it out loud, she was deeply moved in her heart.

  In this world full of selfish desires, Jiang Yan is indeed a rare good woman, at least for Luo Lin.

  Noticing Lorraine's sudden silence and seriousness, Jiang Yan was slightly stunned, discovering that Lorraine's eyes were now fixed on her own, very focused, completely devoid of the usual hint of teasing.

  "Hey, I'm telling you, little ghost, you've been staring at me all night, aren't you satisfied yet? There are flowers on my face?" Jiang Yan said with a faint red face, suppressing the hidden joy in her heart and pretending to be calm.

  "What I see is your heart." Lorin suddenly raised his hand and pointed to Jiang Yan's full and upright chest, "In this world, beautiful women are divided into two kinds. The first kind is beauty in appearance, the second kind is beauty in heart."

  "You mean I belong to the second type?" Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow with interest.

  "Neither, you belong to the third kind." Lorrin's expression remained very serious, "Beautiful in appearance, even more beautiful in heart."

  "Ah-choo!! ~~" Lorin's praise made Jiang Yan's heart bloom, and she finally couldn't hold back her anger, her face red as she pinched Lorin's cheek, "You agreed to help me just because I'm kind-hearted? And you're really good at this~~~ You young man, with a mouth full of sweet talk, who did you learn it from?"

  Lorraine shrugged and smiled: "Firstly, I'm telling the truth. Secondly, I've always been self-taught."

  "Got what you wanted, huh?" Jiang Yan smiled and gave Luo Lin a white eye, seemingly aware that her previous action of pinching Luo Lin's face was somewhat ambiguous, and she felt a bit embarrassed. She shifted her body slightly to one side, and her plump and elastic buttocks rubbed against the edge of the sofa. In fact, this was already the second time tonight that she had pinched Luo Lin's face.

  However, Lorraine didn't feel uncomfortable about it. Instead, she felt that after being out of touch for several months, they suddenly met again in a way that seemed like fate, which brought the distance between their hearts closer. At least, in the past, Jiang Yan wouldn't have made such intimate gestures towards her.

  "Ah..." Lorin yawned and stretched lazily, "Alright, it's getting late. Yan Jie, get some rest early."

  She slightly regained her composure and nodded, asking: "Where did I sleep?"

  Luo Lin stood up, casually throwing on a bathrobe, his tall and majestic figure looming over Jiang Yan on the sofa. The dim blue light cast a romantic glow, faintly illuminating Luo Lin's broad shoulders, highlighting his chiseled features, and accentuating the V-shaped neckline that revealed a hint of his chest muscles, which seemed even more robust in contrast. His entire being exuded a strong masculine aura, tinged with a hint of refinement. The softness on his face was well-concealed by the dim light, giving off an air of mature masculinity.

  At this moment, Jiang Yan looked up at Luo Lin's eyes and felt a little dazed. ... In a trance, she seemed to have forgotten Luo Lin's age, if the man in front of her was her husband, and this place was her home, she would even feel an urge, that is, she could stand up like a sleepy kitten and lean on Luo Lin's broad chest...

  Jiang Yan, who had never experienced romance before, still yearned for that kind of heart-pounding feeling between men and women. It has to be said that Luo Lin was the first man to unintentionally stir her heartbeat, although she was very unwilling to admit it.

  "You can sleep in the guest room, it's usually kept very clean, no need to tidy up. The quilt is in the bedside cabinet, just take it out and use it." Lorin pointed to the room directly opposite the living room sofa.

  "Hmm..." Jiang Yan nodded slightly.

  Lorraine looked at Jiang Yan's somewhat dazed expression, thinking she was missing her parents at home. She gently patted Jiang Yan's fragrant shoulder: "Sister Yan, don't think too much about it. Get a good night's sleep and your mood will improve after one night. Tomorrow when you go back, talk to your uncle and aunt in a gentle tone, and they'll definitely understand their child as long as you don't put on an unyielding and stubborn attitude."

  Jiang Yan paused for a moment, nodded again, and looked up at Luoluo Lin. Her eyes sparkled with a hint of moisture: "Mm-hmm, I understand. You should get some rest too... As for the Caesar Palace, when are we going?"

  Lorraine smiled slightly: "I'll call you later, go to sleep first, Sister Yan, goodnight."

  "Cut it out! What tone is that? I'm six or seven years older than you!" Jiang Yan gave Luo Lin a white eye, stood up, and walked into the guest room Luo Lin pointed to with her plump buttocks swaying. "I won't argue with you anymore, going to sleep, goodnight." As she said this, she closed the door behind her. In the moment it took for the door to close, she turned back and said, "Let's make one thing clear, if you get lonely in the middle of the night, don't come disturbing me, or else I'll..." Jiang Yan raised her hand, opening and closing her index and middle fingers in a scissor shape, pretending to threaten, "I'll give you the death penalty!"

  "Hmm."

  Jiang Yan's room door was closed from the inside.

  Lorraine smiled and touched her nose, feeling more and more affectionate towards this policewoman sister. On the one hand, she was kind-hearted, on the other hand, her personality... although sometimes it seemed very fiery, but that was just on the surface. In reality, she was a pure and innocent girl, a complete contradictory body. Although she looked like a woman who had never experienced emotional baptism, she would say some slightly open words, as if to tell others that she was very experienced and mature.

  There's a phenomenon that's quite interesting, and even very common: the more casual and promiscuous a woman is, the more innocent she appears when facing men. In reality, it's all just an act. Some women put on such an exaggerated show that they can make you believe they're naive and silly; on the other hand, some single women who have been alone for a long time, or even never had their first love, often pretend to be experienced and worldly, as if they know everything. In reality, these women are actually very conservative at heart, and might even consider kissing to be forbidden behavior.

  This principle also applies to men when viewed from a different perspective.

  It's just like, men who are inwardly lecherous and think of sleeping with beautiful women the moment they see them, often put on a gentlemanly appearance, especially when facing their ideal woman, to the point of being hypocritical. They pretend to be indifferent to beautiful women, but in reality, they have fantasized about many women. On the other hand, some men who appear to be carefree and playful, calling out "beautiful woman" with a smile whenever they see one, often have a relatively kind heart, at least they won't toy with emotions.

  As Lorraine said: Everyone else is pretending to be serious, so I'd better pretend to be unserious.

  …………

  One night passed, the man and woman lived in separate rooms, peaceful and uneventful.

  As usual, although the school was on winter break and didn't need to go to class, Lorraine still maintained her good habit of getting up at 6 o'clock every day. After taking a shower and washing up, Lorraine put on a set of winter sportswear and left home for the park, where she did some simple physical exercises and practiced Tai Chi. Then she bought some soy milk and fried dough sticks to bring back home.

  Back home, Lorrain put the breakfast on the dining table in the dining hall and found Jiang Yan's door still closed. She walked up to knock a few times, and after a while, a lazy voice came from inside: "Today is a holiday... why are you calling me so early?"

  "Sister Yan, have you had breakfast?"

  Hearing the sound outside Lorin's door, Jiang Yan, who was comfortably curled up in bed and having a sweet dream, suddenly opened her eyes, sat up with a start, gently rubbed the sleep from her eyes, blinked, and looked around the bedroom decor for half a day before reacting: "Ah, I remember now, I stayed at Lorin's house last night..."

  Last night, Jiang Yan had some beer and although she wasn't drunk, her behavior, words, and even the decisions she made were all somewhat affected by the alcohol. Realizing that she had given her first experience of staying out overnight to Lorin, a young rascal like him, her face flushed with embarrassment, and strange scenes flashed through her mind, as if they were from a dream she had just had.

  On the screen, a little guy grinned at himself, rubbing his hands together in an evil manner as he approached: "Go ahead and shout, you're shouting but no one will pay attention to you, hahaha~~~"

  ……

  "Oh my!~~~~ Hallucination!! Hallucination!! Absolutely hallucination!!" Jiang Yan's heart was racing, her face flushed red as she shook her head violently, trying to shake off and forget these strange dreams. "How embarrassing!!!~~~ Jiang Yan, how could you have such a messy dream?!~~~~"