32 Catch, catch, catch! The president is here to catch the canary!

Jiang Lai fell asleep curled up on the sofa.

She woke up again because she heard the sound of someone prying the door open. Jiang Lai thought it was someone with bad intentions, and she broke out in a cold sweat. She subconsciously picked up her phone to call Shen Hean. The moment her finger paused on the contact interface, the door opened.

At the moment her heart stopped beating, Jiang Lai looked up and saw that the person standing at the door was Shen Hean.

His face was very ugly, his chest was heaving violently because of his eager breathing, and his patience made the veins on the back of his hand bulge. Jiang Lai had never seen Shen Hean so angry that he seemed to have completely lost his mind. She was stunned for a moment, and even subconsciously felt a little scared in her heart.

She wanted to call him, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something and she couldn't make any sound.

But for some reason, he just stood at the door, as if he was deliberately suppressing some emotions, just tracing her figure with his eyes, and burning her cheeks with the warmth of his eyes.

Jiang Lai subconsciously grabbed the little bear in her hand. Before she could say the word "you", she saw the door was closed, and then a tall figure approached her. Before Jiang Lai could react, one of the man's legs had bent and knelt on the sofa.

Jiang Lai's body was forced to the corner of the sofa in an instant, and her chin was held by a hot big hand. With her whimper, a storm of kisses fell.

Shen Hean had hardly kissed her so fiercely - it was more like chewing, biting, and deliberately hurting her. Jiang Lai felt the hot breath sprayed on her face and the pain of her lips being bitten, and felt the overwhelming anger that was about to drown her.

The moment before she was about to feel suffocated, Shen Hean finally let go of her lips, but the next second she was lifted up like a chick and turned over. The back was instantly cold, and a big hand pulled down her pants, followed by two slaps on her butt.

Jiang Lai's eyes instantly turned red from the pain, and she subconsciously tried to struggle, but she heard the man's unusually stern voice: "You still dare to hide?"

Jiang Lai subconsciously felt guilty and dared not move, and only said "it hurts" in a wronged whisper.

The man behind her did not make any more moves, and Jiang Lai could not help but look back at him in silence. She saw that the anger on Shen He'an's face was much less than when he just entered the room, and

he seemed to have returned to his usual calm appearance. Jiang Lai was picked up by Shen He'an again, and this time he

stuffed her into his arms. The warm and dry big hands gently stroked the red marks on her buttocks. Jiang Lai leaned her head on Shen He'an's chest, and the familiar and pleasant smell wrapped her. Jiang Lai sniffed, and the tears she had been holding back all night fell.

She was really useless. She had clearly decided to leave Shen He'an, but she was sad because he was not around just now, and now she was crying because he was in his arms.

She heard Shen He'an sigh softly: "Did it hurt?"

Jiang Lai said "hmm" in a muffled voice, with a heavy nasal tone, sounding so pitiful that it couldn't be more pitiful.

So the big hand began to comfort her as usual, stroking from her neck to her coccyx, making her whole body soft and turning into a small ball of cartilage. She could only curl up in Shen He'an's arms and cry softly.

"I was really worried about you." Shen He'an's voice was low, apologizing to her: "I hit you too hard just now. I apologize to Guai Guai. But Guai Guai, you have to promise me that no matter what happens next time, you will not reply to messages or answer calls, and you can't let me lose you, okay?"

Can't let him lose her? But she was leaving him, why would he look for her?

Jiang Lai didn't respond, and she was evasive as usual. Shen He'an knew her best, and immediately held her chin and asked her to look at him. He lowered his eyes and looked at her, his expression was so calm that it could be called gentle, just like when he was patiently coaxing her to discuss things with him: "Okay, dear?"

Jiang Lai finally said "um" with a trembling voice. As soon as she agreed, Jiang Lai knew that all her efforts had been wasted.

She saw Shen Hean touching her forehead with his lips lovingly, and then sighed softly: "Why are you crying? Didn't you want to come here? Why are you crying now, Xiaoman?"

Jiang Lai couldn't help but pout when she heard Shen Hean call her "Xiaoman" in such a gentle voice, and her tears fell even more fiercely.

Shen Hean seemed to be still a little angry. He cursed her in a low voice as a "little bastard", but softened his voice when he raised his hand to wipe the tears from her face: "Is there no pink carpet in our house? You tell me...what do you want, when have I not given it to you?"

It's not like that. Jiang Lai felt that her throat and heart were blocked together. She couldn't speak, and could only cry and shake her head.

"Why are you shaking your head?" Chen He'an raised his hand to wipe the tears from her face, but her tears kept falling like a faucet that had been opened, and no matter how he wiped them, they wouldn't be wiped away.

Chen He'an saw her red eyes and nose, and even though he was still angry, he couldn't bear to be angry with her at this moment. He just rocked Jiang Lai, who was sitting on his lap, like teasing a child, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Whatever you want, dear, I'll give it to you, right? Why do you have to run here? What's so good about this place..." Jiang Lai

still shook her head, and Chen He'an kissed her red lips lovingly, and whispered: "Then tell me, what do you want that I won't give you?"

Jiang Lai couldn't say it. She had already made plans. She didn't want to be the one who asked for "love", she wanted everyone to love her, she didn't want to wag her tail and beg for mercy, she wanted to have a lot of love.

But Chen He'an looked at her like this, and asked her what she wanted so gently, she almost said "love" out loud.

Jiang Lai opened and closed her mouth, and finally, in front of Shen He'an's eyes that were faintly filled with expectation, she said in a crying voice: "I don't want to go to school tomorrow."

Shen He'an was silent for a second. Then he shook his head helplessly: "Okay. If you really don't want to go, just take a day off. It's not a big deal, we can talk it out, right?"

She didn't know if it was Jiang Lai's illusion, but she always felt that Shen He'an's last sentence seemed to have a hidden meaning, as if he was hinting at her something.

Jiang Lai pretended not to understand, because she really didn't want to care about so many things now. She was so tired and sleepy. The party with friends tonight had already consumed all her energy. Without Shen He'an to make her sobering soup, she now felt a rare headache after being drunk. Jiang Lai really didn't want to care about anything at the moment, she just wanted to have a good sleep.

"Go home." Chen He'an saw her discomfort, and after saying go home, he couldn't help but scold her: "Wine is not a good thing. Have you ever felt comfortable after drinking?"

Jiang Lai frowned, and Chen He'an sighed softly: "Okay, I won't say anything. Go home first, okay?"

"Just sleep here." The secret base was discovered by Chen He'an, and Jiang Lai simply broke the jar. She was so sleepy that she didn't want to care about anything, just wanted to have a good sleep.

But Chen He'an insisted in a gentle voice: "Let's go home. There are no ingredients for sobering soup here. Go home, ok?"

Jiang Lai was a little impatient: "Then order takeout... If it doesn't work, you don't have to drink. I didn't drink much tonight."

"Be obedient." Chen He'an was persuading her, but he didn't have any tenable reasons. He just asked her to go home in a gentle voice, saying that it was comfortable to sleep at home.

Jiang Lai wanted to say that they were all quilts, so what was the difference between comfortable and uncomfortably, but when she raised her eyes, she met Chen He'an's dark eyes.

Her heart skipped a beat in panic for no reason.

Jiang Lai was still wondering how she could sneak out and even have a secret base so easily. The moment she met Chen Hean's eyes, Jiang Lai finally realized that it was not that it was revealed, but that Chen Hean had been enduring.

As for why he was enduring and what he was enduring, Jiang Lai did not have the energy to delve into it.