MTL - The Whole Internet is Waiting For Master Fu To Fall In Love-Chapter 851 Is it fake Yuwenfan?

  Chapter 851 Is it fake Yuwen Fan?

  The room is spacious and shrouded in orange lights, creating a somewhat warm atmosphere.

  Yu Wenfan leaned over and put the person in his arms on the bed. When he was about to stand up straight, a hand grabbed his cuff suddenly. His fingers were slender and his nails were lovely pink.

  The weak strength is not worth mentioning, as long as he uses a little force, he can shake off her hand, but Yu Wenfan didn't do that, and her drunken little face was reflected in his deep eyes.

   "I have no ulterior motives, why do you keep misunderstanding me..."

  Yaya closed her eyes, and muttered in pain, "I've tried my best not to like you, why do you still say that about me, Yu Wenfan, you bully people."

  Yu Wenfan looked at her with a little smile in his eyes. He bent down and sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out to brush her hair sticking to her face.

  Under the light, her face was flushed with drunkenness, her black eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and there were specks of water vapor at the end of her eyes.

  Yu Wenfan pinched her face, and a chuckle escaped from his lips.

   Try not to like him?

   Oh, dreaming.

  …

   In the middle of the night, a heavy rain started without warning.

   "Boom boom boom—"

  Thor was deafening, a bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, white light passed through the curtains, and flashed across the room.

"no, do not want…"

  Yaya woke up suddenly, she sat up suddenly, her eyes opened with fear.

  She quickly reached out to turn on the bedside lamp, her forehead was covered with thin sweat, and she was a little panting.

"What's wrong?"

  The deep smoke hooked her mind, like a ray of light in the abyss, pulling her out of the darkness.

  Yaya immediately raised her head and looked at the man approaching with a look of astonishment.

  Her tone seemed a little surprised, "You, why are you in my room?"

  Yu Wenfan walked to the edge of the bed, looked down at her condescendingly, the corners of his lips curled slightly, "Look carefully, whose room is this?"

  Hearing this, Yaya's expression froze for a while, and she looked around back and forth.

  Although the suites in the hotel are roughly the same, her suitcase has always been placed next to the wardrobe, but now there is nothing in the wardrobe.

   This is not her room.

  Ya Ya reacted slowly, and looked at Yu Wenfan in disbelief, "Is this your room?"

  Yu Wenfan nodded kindly.

   After being confirmed, Yaya seemed to be frightened and stuttered, "You, what did you bring me to your room for?"

   As she spoke, she suddenly thought of something, and lowered her head to check the clothes on her body.

  A man's hoarse voice came from above her head, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in drunks."

  Yaya froze, a look of unnaturalness flashed across her face, she raised her head, cleared her throat, "Thank you for taking me back."

  She threw off the quilt and hurriedly wanted to leave. Before she could find her shoes, Yu Wenfan pushed her back on the bed, "Where do you want to go in the middle of the night?"

  His warm palm pressed her shoulder, Yaya couldn't move, she tilted her head to avoid his gaze, and said softly, "I'm going back to my own room."

   "Just sleeping here." Yu Wenfan pulled the quilt over her, reached out to touch the sweat on her forehead, and frowned slightly, "Woke up by thunder?"

  Surprised by his actions, Yaya was startled, and subconsciously shook her head when she heard his words.

   "Had a nightmare?" He asked again.

  Yaya didn't speak, remembering the situation in the nightmare, she couldn't help but clenched the quilt tightly.

  Yu Wenfan noticed all the subtle movements, he rubbed her head, and his tone was barely gentle, "Go to sleep, I'm outside."

  Yaya blinked, looking at Yu Wenfan with strange eyes.

   Is he a fake Yu Wenfan?

  (end of this chapter)