"Qiao An'an, have you learned badly?" Luo Beiyuan seemed to have guessed her intentions, he leaned lazily on the sofa, and spoke dangerously.

Qiao An'an was actually embarrassed and a little disturbed. Hearing what he said, she subconsciously reached out and pinched a corner of the towel to prevent it from falling.

"Luo Beiyuan, I figured it out, I... I want to be with you, that kind of togetherness." Qiao Anan was afraid that he would not understand and it would be difficult to speak, so she hinted.

Luo Beiyuan snorted and smiled.

Qiao An'an's beautiful eyes froze, her pretty face flushed: "What are you laughing at? I'm serious."

"Idiot." Luo Beiyuan couldn't help scolding her: "You are so eager to give yourself to me, aren't you afraid that I will regret it halfway?"

"You won't." Qiao Anan's heart skipped a beat: "I believe you."

Luo Beiyuan originally wanted to hit her, but her sincere eyes and firm tone made his heart sink.

"Even if you believe me, don't throw the bottom line so easily. If you don't guard against me, you have to learn to guard against others." Luo Beiyuan got up and walked towards her: "To be honest, I really want you, but not now."

"Then... when was that?" Qiao An'an's pretty face was hot, she was so ashamed, how could she ask such a shameful thing?

"When this matter is over, let's be together." Luo Beiyuan didn't want to take advantage of the fire. This is not what a gentleman does. Besides, he also has patience. Beautiful things always need restraint and waiting before they can be more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Okay." Joan was so embarrassed that she wanted to drill a hole in the ground.

"Go to sleep in the master bedroom. I'll sleep in the guest room. Good night." Luo Beiyuan has tried his best to restrain his desire. If she doesn't stay away from his sight, he is afraid that he will push her down.

Joan Ann nodded, turned around and entered the master bedroom, but she didn't close the door.

Luo Beiyuan let out a low breath, then turned and entered the guest room.

Joan Ann lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, she no longer knew how to define a man.

In the early morning of the next day, Qiao Anan followed Luo Beiyuan back to the city. As soon as she came home, she was shocked that her mother came back. Moreover, she was wearing a mask and her eye sockets were swollen. "Mom..." Qiao Anan looked at her nervously: "When did you come back?"

"Just came back, where have you been? Today is Saturday, you don't have to go to class." Zhang Xiuzhu asked her with a strange face.

"Oh... I went out to buy some things." Qiao An'an felt guilty. She had just separated from Luo Beiyuan in the elevator. Fortunately, her mother didn't bump into her, otherwise, her mother would be angry again.

"Oh, I'm exhausted. Is there anything I can eat?" Zhang Xiuzhu looked exhausted. She took off her mask, which shocked Qiao An'an again.

"Mom, your face..." Qiao An'an's whole body is not feeling well, and her mother really...has plastic surgery.

"What's wrong with my face? Doesn't it look good? It's just that the swelling hasn't gone down yet. The doctor said that if the swelling goes down, I'll look better." Zhang Xiuzhu said firmly, then took out a small mirror, looked left and right at my face, and seemed very satisfied: "My face has moved a few places, and it cost me nearly a million. An'an, when my mother becomes more beautiful, I will also become a woman like a fairy. Hmph, I want to make Qiao Dawei regret divorcing me."

"Mom, don't torment yourself. Plastic surgery is risky. You looked good before." Qiao An'an was shocked by her mother's trendy thinking. How much stimulation and shock did her mother suffer, and she became so open from a conservative woman.

"I used to have a bitter melon face. What's so beautiful about it? Isn't it because of her good looks that your father came to Qin Rourou? I will never lose to her." Zhang Xiuzhu gritted her teeth and said bitterly.

Qiao Anan knew that her mother had gone mad, and she couldn't listen to what she said at the moment, so she had to stop talking.

"Mom, take a good rest, your face is still swollen." Qiao Anan cared about her in a low voice.

"An'an, let me ask you, have you separated from that man surnamed Luo?" Zhang Xiuzhu stared closely at her daughter.

"Mom, you can't deny all men just because Dad is a man, Luo Beiyuan is much better than Dad." Qiao An'an has already started to speak good things for Luo Beiyuan.

"What does he have? He must have taken a fancy to you as the daughter of the Qiao family, and he wants to take money from you." Zhang Xiuzhu didn't know Luo Beiyuan's identity at all. He just felt that he was a little boy who wanted to eat his daughter's soft food, so he treated her so well.

"Mom, you made a mistake. He is very rich himself, and he doesn't like my little money." JrNovels.com