rose with lily

Chapter 11

At this moment, Yan Hong's mind exploded. Her body was stiff and her hands were holding the cardboard box. Her slightly parted lips because of being too surprised gave Mu Yuyao a chance to sneak in. Mu Yuyao's tongue quickly inserted into her mouth, brushed her teeth, and finally curled her tongue to suck gently.

Mu Yuyao's magnified face was in sight, her eyes were closed, her thick eyelashes fluttered slightly like a small fan, her skin was smooth and delicate, Yan Hong could even see the fine hairs on her cheeks clearly.

After being dazed for nearly a minute, Yan Hong reacted belatedly and pushed Mu Yuyao away suddenly. The lingering kiss made her feel suffocated. She gasped, her eyes were reddish and she stared at Mu Yuyao: "Do you know what you're doing?"

"Why didn't I know?" Mu Yuyao licked her lower lip, biting her lip, and she looked seductive, "It's because I knew that I did this, and... we are lovers, aren't we?"

With a word that startled the dreamer, Yan Hong almost forgot that she had agreed to Mu Yuyao's request for a relationship. Although she didn't want to admit it, they had indeed confirmed their relationship.

Yan Hong was immediately blocked by Mu Yuyao's words, and was silent for a few seconds. She turned her eyes and said awkwardly, "Don't you think this progress is too fast?"

"I don't think so at all." Mu Yuyao looked at Yan Hong seriously, with a sense of helplessness in her words, "All these years of hard work are just to make you no longer reject me so much. I'm the worst failure of all."

"You're trying hard!" Wen Yanhong retorted forcefully, "You're basically harassment, veritable harassment, why would you call me all the time to ask me if I had eaten, if I was full, and if I was still hungry? !"

"It turns out that you don't like my hard work on the phone, so I will work hard in actual actions from now on." Mu Yuyao bent over and leaned closer to Yan Hong. Because her hair was wet, she tied the original The long black hair in a ponytail was all scattered over the shoulders, and the ends of the hair brushed Yan Hong's arm, feeling a little itchy.

Yan Hong looked up at Mu Yuyao, and Mu Yuyao also looked at her innocently and innocently, blinking her big eyes, like a beautiful elf who didn't know much about the world.

Yan Hong watched the approaching face vigilantly: "What do you want to do again? Let me tell you, kissing is absolutely not allowed! Once a day is enough, and the rest will come slowly."

God knows how hard it took her to suppress the strong discomfort of kissing a woman. Although she has never really liked boys, she is not interested in women with the same organs as her.

"I'm working hard with practical actions." Mu Yuyao blinked her eyes innocently, and moved closer to her, her warm breath blew on Yan Hong's cheeks, making her very uncomfortable.

"Enough is enough, enough is enough! I know you have worked hard, you don't have to do this anymore." Yan Hong said in a panic, and suddenly raised her hands to block Mu Yuyao's progress.Just kidding, one kiss is already beyond her limit, is there a second or third time?

Mu Yuyao stopped moving, she didn't speak, and stared at Yan Hong strangely.

It seemed that the resistance had worked, Yan Hong breathed a sigh of relief, and just as she was about to put her hands down, she suddenly found that her hands were placed on a place that she should never touch—on Mu Yuyao's chest.

No wonder Mu Yuyao's expression suddenly became so strange. At this moment, Yan Hong had the embarrassing urge to slam her head against the wall to die. The soft touch in her hand constantly stimulated her nerves, and Yan Hong froze on the spot for a while. She couldn't move, her brain was completely stuck.

Who can tell her what to do in this ambiguous atmosphere? !

What should she do? !

Just when Yan Hong was at a loss, Mu Yuyao raised the corner of her mouth and smiled slightly, leaned forward again, her lips almost touched Yan Hong's cheek, and the feeling in Yan Hong's hand became clearer.

please!She Yan Hong is not a man, but she has no hobby of touching women's breasts.

Yan Hong's face was full of horror, and his body moved back a little. Just as he was about to put his hands down, Mu Yuyao suddenly pressed Yan Hong's hands quickly and pressed her hands to her chest.

"You, you, you, what do you want to do?" Yan Hong struggled a few times, but Mu Yuyao was too strong, the more she struggled, the more she could feel the shape of the thing under her hand, Yan Hong stammered, her face was so red It's like dyed red paint.

"You see that I am already like this, what do you think I want to do?" Mu Yuyao said lightly, her big beautiful eyes staring at her for a moment, "I am doing what lovers should do."

Yan Hong was so excited that his voice became sharp: "Our progress is really too fast! Don't come here! We can't do this!"

Mu Yuyao was taken aback by Yan Hong's overly violent reaction, and stopped in the next moment. She stared blankly at Yan Hong for a long while, sighed, and stepped back to put a distance between Yan Hong and Yan Hong.

"Are you just resisting me like that?" There was deep disappointment in the words.

"I..." Yan Hong couldn't speak for a moment, she was indeed very resistant, what woman who obviously doesn't like the same sex would happily accept the touch of the same sex?

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Finally, a knock on the door broke the silence: "Xiaohong, I have something to discuss with you."

It's Lan Lan.

Yan Hong rushed over to open the door as if he had been redeemed. Lan Lan stood outside the door with a pile of documents and said, "I have seen more than ten good hospitals and private clinics in Lincheng. The condition is relatively clear, you can see which one you will go to tomorrow."

"Okay." Yan Hong said, "Sister Lan, come in."

As soon as Lan Lan walked in, she saw Mu Yuyao sitting at the table with a gloomy face, and her funny face in tight clothes.

Seeing Lan Lan's expression of wanting to laugh but holding back in pain, Mu Yuyao's face darkened even more.

"Mr. Lan, you're here too." Lan Lan tried her best to suppress her smile, thinking that Mu Yuyao came here because of Yan Hong's allergy, and said respectfully, "I'll take care of Xiao Hong's matter, please. Boss Lan is worried."

Mu Yuyao nodded expressionlessly, and said, "Then you guys talk, I'll go first." After walking a few steps, Mu Yuyao turned around and said to Lan Lan as if remembering something, "By the way, I'll see you off later." Bring a set of clothes to my room, next door to yours."

"Pfft——" Lan Lan couldn't help it now, burst out laughing, it wasn't that she didn't have enough patience, but that her boss, who had always respected and admired her, suddenly appeared one day wearing a suit that was obviously much smaller in size In front of her, that scene was really...horrible...

Anyway, no matter what, Mu Yuyao's tall and stalwart image in Lan Lan's heart was partially collapsed.

The next morning when Yan Hong went to look for Lan Lan at the agreed time, he stood at the door of Lan Lan's room and raised his hand before knocking on the door, the door of the next room was opened.

Mu Yuyao stood at the door refreshed in a white sportswear, and waved: "Morning."

"It's getting late, it's already almost ten o'clock." Yan Hong said.

"Are you looking for Lan Lan?" Mu Yuyao asked.

After one night, Yan Hong has let go of yesterday's ambiguity a lot, she nodded: "Today we are going to the hospital to see if my allergies can be cured."

"But Lan Lan left a long time ago." Mu Yuyao said regretfully, "It seems that one of her actresses has some problems, and she is in a hurry to go back and deal with them."

It's normal for a manager to bring multiple celebrities in the entertainment industry, but Lan Lan just left the matter unresolved and ran to see another celebrity, and left without even telling her. This somewhat made Yan Hong feel a little disappointed and uncomfortable.

"So that's how it is..." Yan Hong lowered his head dejectedly, turned around and prepared to go back to his room, "Then I'll make a call and ask her when she will be back."

"Wait." The hand was caught suddenly, and when she turned her head, Mu Yuyao's pretty face with a smile came over, "I'll go with you."

Just talk when you talk, why do you have to get so close every time.

Yan Hong frowned, stepped back subconsciously, and said, "But you don't know my situation."

"How do you know that I don't know?" Mu Yuyao saw Yan Hong's actions and raised her eyebrows without approaching her again, "Actually, I understand many things about you more thoroughly than yourself. It's just that you don't know."

Mu Yuyao's blatant words made Yan Hong's face blush suddenly, and he thought that Lan Lan had left anyway, and I'm afraid he won't be back in a short time, if Mu Yuyao was to accompany her, it would be regarded as a companion.

"Alright then." Yan Hong said, "I'll go back and get the materials from those hospitals."

"No need to take it." Mu Yuyao took Yan Hong's hand, who was about to leave, and said, "I know a hospital that can treat your allergies."

Yan Hong was puzzled: "Which one?"

"You will know when you go."

Lincheng is not a metropolis like Mihua City. On the contrary, Lincheng is filled with a kind of classical charm. It is called a beautiful ancient town, but it is a relatively large and modern ancient town. That's all.

Mu Yuyao was not in a hurry to go to the hospital, but just took Yan Hong along a path beside the river in a leisurely manner.

Yan Hong asked Mu Yuyao, who was walking in front and looked relaxed, "You seem to be very familiar with Lincheng?"

"Well, I come here often." Mu Yuyao paused for a long time before continuing, with a gentle tone, "Lincheng is my mother's hometown, and my mother lived here before she married in Mihua City."

Yan Hong, who seldom heard Mu Yuyao mention her family, was a little puzzled: "Then aunt should come back with you often, right?"

This question caused Mu Yuyao to be silent for a long time. She stopped, turned around and stood on the fence by the river, her black hair was blown by the breeze blowing over the river, her eyes were blurred, and she said in a low voice: "My mother He died a long time ago, when I was in junior high school, and was forced to death by my father."