Heart Hunting Game: His Hot Sweet Wife

Looking at Sansa Ran, who had just been busy trying to wash the dishes, suddenly stopped for some reason, making Dan feel very strange.

Isn’ t it true that Sansa Ran used to always do that thing to the end? It never said anything about halfway or not concentrating or not being serious or anything like that.

“What’s wrong with you? Is something suddenly on your mind? Now that Jeffrey and I have made up, is there anything else you should be upset about?” Dan felt strange and asked the question.

That one sentence made Sansa Ran, who was just staring at something dumbfounded, come back to her senses in a flash: “No … nothing.”

Anyone can hear that Sansa Ran is lying. Well, Sansa Ran is not much of a liar, so what she said was immediately obvious that it was a lie.

“Well, then I will not ask more questions, anyway, ask so much you are not in a good mood, I do not want to answer.” Dan could hear that Sansa Ran is not in a good mood now, and did not want to ask more questions, otherwise it would be difficult for both sides.

It didn’t take long for the dishes to be washed clean and spotless all at once, and the light felt like it was shining.

“It’s getting late, I have to get back, I’ll come back and cook for you next time, okay.” Dan walked out of the kitchen and said goodbye to Jeffrey.

Now who can not let go of each other, after all, also just good on also not long, see so soon, and to say goodbye, hit the heart and feel like losing a friend.

“So when will you come next? I’m looking forward to your next visit to my house.” Jeffrey’s big, bright eyes couldn’t resist his curiosity.

But Dan didn’t answer his question, perhaps because Dan himself didn’t know when he was next coming.

Sansa Ran also followed, and when she heard that Dan was leaving, she was also a little bit sad, which cannot be described in words.

“Leaving so soon, then next time you can teach me how to cook delicious dishes, next time I’ll cook for you instead.” Sansa Ran smiled and said goodbye to Dan.

He walked further and further away and gradually became invisible. The mother and son soon lost sight of him, so they finally gave up the struggle and walked back to the living room.

While bidding farewell to his best friend, Dean Lan is now at the bar drinking unbecomingly, as if he were a tortured half-dead animal.

“Do you want to drink that much more? It’s just a stinky woman, is that necessary??” Dean Lan’s buddies couldn’t look away, but it was as if no amount of persuasion was going to help.

He didn’t care about anything, he just took his drunken body to the waiter: “Waiter, another case of beer!”

Buddy can only watch him continue to drink case after case of those beers, now no matter what to do, it is meaningless and useless.

“What do you mean, a stinky woman? He’s the only woman I’ve ever loved deeply, woman heh.” Dean Lan is drinking while answering the question his buddy just asked.

Maybe the buddies just asked a random question and didn’t think about what his answer would be, but Dean Lan, although now drunk, took that question as a serious matter …

They didn’t know what Dean Lan had in mind for that woman, but they knew one thing, Dean Lan really loved that woman.

“I just asked a question, do you have to answer so clearly and precisely?” A buddy couldn’t stand the sight of Dean Lan half dead and half alive now.

Those buddies are trying to provoke Dean Lan, let him know how to let go, let him know what it means to love after it will be more painful, more tired, more helpless.

“If you like her so much now, why don’t you dare to go to her? It’s not because you’re too timid.” Buddy grabbed his tie and questioned him.

The drunken Dean Lan was indeed angered by this statement: “What do you mean I’m timid? Do you all not believe in my strength? I’ll prove it to you now.”

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed Sansa Ran’s phone number directly between the daze, that phone ringing, that was his new beginning, right?

“Hello? Why are you so free to call me now?” Sansa Ran was first puzzled when he received the call, after all, where does a white-collar man like him have all this free time.

“What, are you not willing for me to call you?” Dean Lan listened as if he was more irritated, making a phone call for a good reason and feeling that someone was perfunctory.

The other party first hummed and laughed, and then continued, “No le, I am feeling that you are too busy to visit me and so on, and now you are actually free to call me.”

The two were silent for a while longer and Sansa Ran continued, “Hurry up and tell me, what did you want to ask me for this time when you called or what happened?”

Hearing this question, Dean Lan felt as if he had received a little comfort in his heart, well, she was actually willing to care about herself now.

“I just want to tell you that I love you, and I’ve always loved you forever and ever.” Dean Lan said these words while drinking.

It seemed like a sweet scene, but Sansa Ran felt strange when she heard it: “Now you actually have time to come to me and confess to me?”

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“I just can’t see you for so long, to confess to you, what’s wrong with that? Have you always thought I was timid?” Dean Lan continued.

He seemed to think that what his buddy said was all in Sansa Ran’s true mind, and always created the illusion that he was being tricked.

“You’re getting so drunk talking and it’s so noisy on your end on the phone right now, honestly, where are you now?” Sansa Ran launched into question.

Those buddies heard here, but feel shocked and puzzled. Could it be that the two of them now have that slightest possibility?

Indeed, the two of them have never broken off their relationship and have always had that love, strong, intense love for each other.

“Are you concerned about me? Who told you I was drunk? I’m sober as hell right now.” Dean Lan answered her, perhaps he was too drunk to know what he was doing right now.

In the past, Dean Lan would have answered whatever Sansa Ran asked him, but this time there seemed to be an exception. “What? Don’t you want to tell me? Has the relationship faded over time?”