Chapter 2750 I’ve Loved You for a Long Time, but I Haven’t Loved You for a Long Time

Lan Yu felt that it was difficult to communicate with her. He coughed lightly: "What about me? Am I not good-looking?"

Qin Chen bit her lip and leaned over to look at him.

She was really deadly tonight. The word naive had nothing to do with her before, but now she grasped it very accurately...

Lan Yu's pupils slightly dilated.

Qin Chen kissed his chin: "It's also good-looking."

His heart seemed to be at peace. It was really embarrassing to compete with young handsome men at such an old age.

If Qin Chen hadn't been drunk, he would never have done this.

Qin Chen kissed his chin and then kissed his lips. Suddenly, Lan Yu remembered something very serious.

He frowned, held her chin to stop her from moving, and asked her seriously: "Have you kissed him like this?"

He knew that she and Pei Jingyu were hype relationships, but he still cared about them.

Qin Chen frowned and thought hard: "It seems so."

At this point, Lan Yu almost exploded, "You let him kiss you?"

"It seems I kissed him." She said honestly.

Isn't it normal for a woman who is almost thirty to take advantage of others?

Lan Yu went crazy, pinching her chin with his fingers, and said in a very flat tone: "I think you are tired of Mrs. Lan."

"It's Mrs. Rong. I am Mrs. Rong." She began to be confused and started to talk nonsense.

Lan Yu turned his back in anger. He originally thought she was cute when she was drunk, but now he felt even more angry.

He let go of her and sat aside.

He didn't want to pay attention to her at all.

He ignored her, but she came to provoke him, leaning against him and asking softly: "Do you like me so much? So you stay at my house?"

Lan Yu's eyebrows moved, and he turned his head to look at her face close to him, and his mouth twitched slightly, "Do you know who you are talking to?"

"Lan Yu!" She said as a matter of course, still looking at his face: "You stay at my house all the time, and I can't drive you away."

She looked at herself and suddenly said: "Wait for me."

Lan Yu looked into her eyes and didn't say anything, and she quickly ran back to the bedroom.

Lan Yu sat down slowly, and his mind was blank.

After the blank, he understood that Qin Chen had always remembered him in her subconscious, but she just didn't want to remember it subconsciously.

He was worried that her memory would be problematic. It seemed fine at ordinary times, but it was a little confused after drinking.

He smoked hard and was a little confused.

Just when he was confused, Qin Chen came out.

She was only wearing a black shirt and her long hair was tied up.

It was very beautiful, but what shocked him most was that this shirt... was his.

It was the one he wore when he held her and made love on the piano that night, and it was also the one in the painting.

She still kept it?

Maybe it was left unintentionally, but it was still here.

The cigarette butt on Lan Yu's fingertips trembled, almost burning himself, and his voice was hoarse as he spoke: "Where did the clothes come from?"

She didn't answer, but walked over wearing only this damn shirt, and she knelt beside him.

After a long time, he asked: "You came here, do you want to sleep with me?"

This was their past conversation, and now that she said it, he actually felt bitter.

He suddenly hugged her into his arms, his face pressed against hers, squeezing her face without a gap.

His voice was so low and hoarse, trembling, "Chenchen, I feel that I have loved you for a long time and I feel that I haven't loved you for a long time."