Jing Shao is infertile, but his nanny is pregnant with his child.

Lu Yan didn't move away from him at all; instead, she moved even closer, her beautiful fox-like eyes appearing even more alluring in the dim light.

"Mr. Zhou, I came here to keep you company because I was worried you'd be bored after Dr. Zhu left."

The girl's face was inches away, and her unique fragrance wafted into Zhou Yanchen's nose, making him feel hot all over.

Zhou Yanchen had nowhere left to retreat. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and he tilted his head back as far as he could, speaking in a sarcastic tone.

"I'm not like you, needing someone to accompany me to watch a movie."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yan lowered her head and laughed, her chest trembling slightly.

Suddenly, she raised her head, placed her hand on the armrest of the chair, stood up slightly, leaned close to Zhou Yanchen's face, and winked at him.

"Yes, I need someone to keep me company. Can you come with me?"

At that moment, Zhou Yanchen's blood boiled, rushing to a certain part of his body.

Hot breath sprayed on Lu Yan's face, and Lu Yan leaned closer, so close that they almost kissed when they spoke.

"Mr. Zhou, why aren't you saying anything? Am I too far away to hear you?"

Zhou Yanchen felt like he was about to explode.

He dared not move, for fear that any movement would offend her.

But this woman, oblivious to her own mortality, was so bold and unafraid of him.

He parted his thin lips slightly, his voice low and restrained, "Sit back down!"

When He Yuejin couldn't help but look back, he saw Lu Yancheng's posture as she pressed down on Zhou Yanchen, like a female hooligan forcibly taking an innocent man, completely different from the Lu Yancheng he knew.

This scene pierced He Yuejin's eyes; he felt he would suffocate if he looked at it any longer.

He Yuejin turned his head sharply, his eyes fixed on the screen in front of him, but the scene from just now was still playing in his mind like a movie.

Lu Yan remained completely still.

The two were locked in a stalemate when Zhou Yan took a deep breath and began to lecture, "What kind of behavior is this if others see us? Be mindful of your image!"

Does she even know what she's doing?

Lu Yan didn't care at all: "Everyone's watching a movie. Besides, so what if they see me? They don't know me."

Zhou Yanchen closed his eyes weakly, seemingly at his wit's end. "My legs are like this, where else can I go if I don't stay with you?!"

There was an unconscious indulgence in his voice.

After saying that, Lu Yan smiled triumphantly, obediently sat back down, and said smugly, "That's true."

With nothing in front of him, Zhou Yanchen felt a void in his heart. He slowly sat up straight and glanced at Lu Yan out of the corner of his eye.

The girl covered her mouth and yawned, her voice drowsy, "Why did Dr. Zhu leave?"

Seeing her struggling to keep her eyes open, Zhou Yanchen remained constantly vigilant to prevent her from bumping into the back of the chair in front of her.

Lu Yan didn't get a reply from him, and leaned her head on Zhou Yanchen's shoulder.

Zhou Yanchen's body stiffened instantly.

A sweet and soft fragrance quickly enveloped him, and Zhou Yanchen's body slowly relaxed.

Zhou Yanchen looked down at the girl who had fallen asleep in a second, not understanding why she had this habit.

Lu Yan slept more and more soundly. She sniffed, as if she had found a source of warmth, and buried her cheek in Zhou Yanchen's neck.

The hot, moist breath sprayed onto Zhou Yanchen's neck, making him feel as if that spot was about to catch fire.

"Lu Yan".

Lu Yan did not respond.

"Lu Yan".

Zhou Yanchen called out again.

Lu Yan grumbled in dissatisfaction, reached out and hugged Zhou Yanchen's waist, then buried her head in Zhou Yanchen's chest.

Fearing she might fall, Zhou Yanchen quickly leaned back to make her more comfortable.

Zhou Yanchen was wearing a black leather jacket today, with the zipper undone and his chest open. Lu Yan seemed to feel that the leather on the outside of the jacket was a bit cold, so she naturally lifted his leather jacket with both hands, wrapped her arms around his waist, and rubbed her face comfortably against Zhou Yanchen's chest.

Zhou Yan took a deep breath and let it out. His hands froze in mid-air for a few seconds. He looked down at the girl's full forehead, hesitated for a long time, and finally pulled her into his arms.

Lu Yan seemed very satisfied with his "bed" and slept soundly.

Last time at the movie theater, Zhou Yanchen only felt tormented, but today, Zhou Yanchen felt like an irresponsible beast.

He was destined not to bring happiness to Lu Yan, and he shouldn't have responded to her advances.

Rationally, he told himself that he had to do something extreme to make Lu Yan back down.

But seeing her trying so hard to get closer to him, he couldn't bring himself to say anything harsh, much less send her away.

He even had the despicable thought of holding her face in his hands and kissing her incessantly chattering mouth until it was swollen, so that she could never marry another man.

But that would be too selfish.

Zhou Yanchen closed his eyes weakly, but held the girl in his arms even tighter.

Just this once.

He'll indulge himself this once.

Fortunately, Lu Yan was asleep and knew nothing.

The last time Zhou Yanchen hugged Zhou Nuannuan was when she was 5 years old. After that, he joined the army, and since then, he has never hugged any female comrade.

He didn't know if all lesbians had figures as soft as Lu Yan's, unlike him who was as hard as a steel bar.

Lu Yan is very strong, but with such a slender waist, he can easily wrap his arms around her waist. It's hard to believe that such a soft body can accumulate so much energy.

Zhou Yan's heart softened beyond belief, and he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss the top of her head.

He touched her briefly and then left as if he'd been electrocuted.

Lu Yan has a lot of hair, so he didn't kiss her skin, but Zhou Yan's lips were burning hot.

A storm raged in Zhou Yanchen's eyes as he desperately tried to control his emotions, pretending that he hadn't noticed anything.

Zhu Jingru sulked outside for a while, unable to bear seeing Zhou Yanchen wallowing in self-pity.

He really wanted to leave, but he was worried that he wouldn't be able to take good care of Lu Yan and He Yuejin, so he came back.

The screening room was too dark, and Zhu Jingru was still angry. He walked forward with his head down. Just as he reached his seat and was about to sit down, Zhou Yanchen uttered two loud noises.

Zhu Jingru was puzzled, looked down, and was startled.

Zhu Jingru seemed unable to believe what he was seeing. He rubbed his eyes and opened them again to take a look.

No, who is Zhou Yanchen holding in his arms?

Zhu Jingru looked back ahead, but Lu Yan was nowhere to be seen beside He Yuejin.

Zhu Jingru chuckled softly.

He pointed at Zhou Yanchen and said nonchalantly, "No wonder you made me leave in anger. So you wanted me to make room for her. You should have said so earlier."

Zhou Yanchen gave him a cold look and said, "Get lost!"

Zhu Jingru quickly rolled to the front and sat down in Lu Yan's seat.

Lu Yaguang blinked. "Uncle, this is my mother's seat."

Zhu Jingru said to him without batting an eye, "Your mother switched seats with me; she asked me to stay here with you."

Lu Yaguang knew that his mother liked to fall asleep while watching movies, so he didn't say anything more.