C11 You're Not Allowed to Look at Those Things Anymore

She moved closer and closer to Wen Yiyan's face. She moved closer to his ear and sang along with the rhythm of the music.

Fannxing could feel Wen Yiyan's body trembling. She leaned down seductively and licked Wen Yiyan's earlobe with her warm lips.

Wen Yiyan stood up and stared at Fannxing.

She looked at Wen Yiyan who was so restless and wild with joy in her heart. She thought to herself, those big brothers' moves were indeed effective. She had to put in more effort.

Fannxing continued to tempt Wen Yiyan. She was pleasantly surprised that he did not stop her. Her hand reached into his clothes and he acquiesced.

She suddenly became excited. Perhaps Wen Yiyan's illness would be cured very soon. She still wanted to continue, but her hands were suddenly tightly bound by him.

Fannxing looked up at him.

Wen Yiyan narrowed his eyes, and his overflowing voice was hoarse.

"Who taught you?"

Fannxing smiled proudly, "I know this myself."

Wen Yiyan tried his best to calm down and returned to his usual indifference. "Someone as stupid as you?"

Fannxing's face turned red. "I'm not stupid. I saw that the main characters in those movies did that..."

"You're not allowed to watch those messy movies in the future."

"That's an enlightenment movie, why can't I watch it?" Fannxing pursed her lips. "It's all because you don't teach me."

Wen Yiyan's eyes darkened, but his brows were tightly furrowed.

He didn't say anything else. He let go of Fannxing's hand and strode out of the study.

Did she say something wrong?

The next day.

Fannxing didn't want to talk about what happened last night.

In any case, she had done many things since she was young to offend Wen Yiyan.

Fannxing hastily finished the breakfast that Wen Yiyan had prepared. She was going to see the depressed female patient later.

After she changed into her casual outfit, she wanted to go downstairs and prepare to go out.

Wen Yiyan looked at Fannxing, who was bending over and wearing white sports shoes. He said lightly, "Be careful in everything."

Fannxing nodded and said goodbye to him with a smile.

In an ordinary teahouse in A City, there were two people sitting. One of them was Fannxing, and the other was the female patient who came to the hospital last time.

After Fannxing closed the curtains in the room, the female patient slowly took off her sunglasses, revealing her bruised right eye.

Fannxing frowned, "He hit you again?"

The female patient touched her right eye. The pain made her suck in a breath of cold air.

She bit her lower lip and said, "He came back drunk yesterday and beat me up without saying anything."

Fannxing frowned even more tightly.

The female patient cried in a low voice, "When he first beat me up, he would apologize to me and say that he did not control himself well. But later on, he hit me more and more frequently... "

She cried in grief.

Fannxing saw this and poured her a cup of West Lake Dragon Well.

"Have you thought about going home to rest for a while? This will also help with your illness."

When she heard this question, Ms Lo's eyelids jumped.

She smiled bitterly and shook her head. "I don't want to trouble them. My mother is old and her heart is not good. I am afraid she will be stimulated."

Fannxing thought about it. If she stayed in the suppressed environment, it might aggravate her condition.

But hearing the female patient say so, she seemed to be helpless.