Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 708: [Yan Jian Side Story] 15, Just Want to be Reckless in Your Home (3 more updates)_2
Little Ben finally let a smile slowly spread across his face, walked up, and nudged him with his shoulder: "Let’s go, board the plane. I told you, I’d accompany you to fulfill every one of your dreams."
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Thinking of this, James sighed and sat down on the railing of the corridor.
At this moment, thinking of Little Ben was much simpler.
They had been together for years, familiar with each other, and even if there were any problems between them, they wouldn’t become too difficult to solve; but between him and Tang Yanjian, it was completely different.
Between him and her, from the very beginning, there was hatred, hostility, and distrust.
He didn’t even know how he allowed a relationship built on such a foundation to take one step after another, and, moreover, how he increasingly couldn’t bear to sever it.
He sighed, looked up towards the flower-paned window: "Since you’re already here, come out. The words I’ve said, the things I’ve done, you have seen them and heard them, say whatever you want. Anyway, this is your Tang Family’s place, your little domain."
Yan Jian lightly furrowed her brows, having no choice but to come out.
Actually, it wasn’t her own will to come, it was her brother who inexplicably grabbed her and had her come in this direction. She came over only to find James was making things difficult for Shi Nian.
After all, James was considered "invited" by her, she couldn’t sit by and watch him bully Shi Nian and do nothing, so she deliberately appeared by the flower-paned window. But, she didn’t want to be alone with him in her own house, fearing her family might discover something.
She furrowed her brows and came out, glanced around, seeing no family nearby, she lowered her voice: "I don’t understand what you’re thinking, why did you come to my house to intentionally make things difficult for Shi Nian? If I had known you were like this, I wouldn’t have..."
Saying this, she couldn’t help but bite her tongue.
He then understood, narrowed his blue eyes: "You wouldn’t have what? You wouldn’t have invited me to your house, right?"
In fact, there was never any "invitation." She stumbled upon the situation, was caught in a dilemma; he, on the other hand, used both hard and soft tactics, nothing more than taking advantage.
He laughed bitterly: "Today at your Tang Family’s, I truly am an uninvited guest. Your whole family must be fed up with me, and you’re the first in line, you’re the most eager to throw me out, right?"
Yan Jian took a deep breath.
Although it wasn’t as serious as he said, she couldn’t deny it.
After all, today was a family matter of the Tang Family, it had nothing to do with him, James, and even more so because he was from the Ford family.
James couldn’t help but laugh, ha, she doesn’t deny it at all.
Malice arose suddenly from his ribs, he unexpectedly reached out and grabbed Yan Jian’s arm.
Yan Jian’s petite body lost its balance and fell toward him. He took the opportunity to wrap her onto his knee.
An inexplicable hatred, an inexplicable desire to find a foothold for himself, made him crazy to get close to her in the world of the Tang Family.
He arrogantly held her chin, wrapped her small waist, and kissed her hard.
The taste was indeed as wonderful as he had imagined.
Kissing her at the Tang Family’s, blatantly bullying their beloved little granddaughter, this feeling made him want to scream in delight!
He kissed indulgently, deeply and thoroughly.
He closed his eyes, amidst the scent of sandalwood, under the ancient eaves of the traditional architecture, cherry blossoms rained and flew up into the sky.
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As they were deeply kissing, unexpectedly, beyond the wall of the corridor, the plantain leaves lightly trembled.
He was the first to release her lips, his fingertips still pinching her chin, but he coldly questioned: "Who?"
This was an instinctive alertness, not because he was willing to let her go.
Yan Jian was even more panicked, embarrassed to tears, wanting to break free from his arms.
Someone walked out somewhat awkwardly from under the tall plantain leaves.
It was Yan Yu.
Among the Tang Family’s grandchildren, Yan Yu had the best temperament. Comparatively, she was also the least alert and active.
Yan Jian used to joke that the taste of desserts overwhelmed Yan Yu’s other senses, turning Yan Yu into a big piece of dessert herself, soft and sweet to everyone.
If it were someone else from the Tang Family, even a James lost in a deep kiss might not have noticed.
Yan Yu stared at the two still entwined together with a pale face, raising her hand in shock to point at them: "What are you two doing?"
She was too shocked, too shocked to think.
How could Yan Jian be with the youngest son of the Ford family?
Shouldn’t it be with Little Sound? No, not Little Sound, she meant, shouldn’t it be any guy besides Little Sound?
In any case, it shouldn’t be with someone from the Ford family!
