Heart Hunting Game: His Hot Sweet Wife

Sansa Ran stood up and was about to leave when she realized that Dean Lan had been holding her hand and tried to wrench it away, but her grip was getting tighter and tighter, and Sansa Ran felt helpless and sat down again, realizing that it was already 5:00 a. m. Sansa Ran fell asleep on the edge of the bed, exhausted from the almost all-night care.

It was dark until dawn, and the sun with its passion and enthusiasm shone in through the curtains.

Dean Lan opened his eyes to see the warm sunlight and hurriedly reached out to block it. He turned his head to the other side and found Sansa Ran by the bedside, looking at the towel that he was still holding in Sansa Ran’s hand. The corners of his mouth involuntarily arced, “I knew you would stay, I knew it.”

The words seem to be addressed to Sansa Ran in her sleep, but also to herself.

Dean Lan’s fingers were rubbing against Sansa Ran’s hand, and the real touch let him know it was not a dream. The sunlight outside the window was getting hotter and hotter, and Dean Lan let go of Sansa Ran’s hand to get off the bed and close the curtains.

Dean Lan looked at Sansa Ran’s somewhat red and swollen lips and recalled last night. Yesterday, when he kissed Sansa Ran, he was really afraid that he would push himself away and would not leave any room for complete rejection. But everything seemed to be under Dean Lan’s control. Last night Sansa Ran hugged Dean Lan at the end so that Dean Lan could feel Sansa Ran’s response, and he was now sure in his heart that Sansa Ran had himself in his heart.

All this gives Dean Lan hope for his relationship with Sansa Ran, and he decides that he must work harder to get Sansa Ran’s approval soon.

Looking at Sansa Ran, who was sleeping soundly by the bed, he felt at ease and carefully carried her to the bed. Gently running his hand through the broken hair on Sansa Ran’s forehead, he said to himself, “Sansa Ran, I like you. You are the first woman I have ever liked, and I will never let you leave me, never.”

The empty room was only lonely, and no one responded to Dean Lan’s words.

Dean Lan felt something strange on his forehead, reached out and touched it and found something taped to his forehead. Looking at the first aid kit that was placed aside and not yet closed, Dean Lan had a guess in his mind.

Stand up to the washroom mirror, looking at the light blue fever patch on my head Dean Lan felt a warmth in her heart, a feeling she had never had before. Many, many because Sansa Ran happened for the first time, for the first time like people, for the first time learn to spoil people, for the first time feel warm inside …

Sometimes life is like this, not so good for everyone, just happens to meet a heartthrob, that person happens to be you.

Dean Lan placed the fever-reducing patch carefully next to him, and his hand gently touched the mark on his forehead that was left because of the fever-reducing patch. I can’t tell what I feel in my heart, since I don’t want to wash it away. “Sansa Ran, I like you more and more, what should I do?”

Dean Lan doesn’t feel a little ridiculous at all, probably just because that person is Sansa Ran.

After a long struggle, Dean Lan washed up in the toilet and changed into a casual home outfit. Returning to the bedroom to check the time on his phone he found it was eleven thirty, looking at the woman still sleeping peacefully in bed Dean Lan went to the kitchen.

For some reason, he wanted to show Sansa Ran a different version of himself today, to let Sansa Ran know more about himself, and Dean Lan chose and washed the dishes himself, choosing each ingredient carefully to give Sansa Ran a better one.

The other side in Dean Lan’s bedroom, Sansa Ran slowly opened his sleepy eyes, the sun outside the window was as hot as ever but there was a growing sense of intensity. The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.

Sansa Ran patted her hand on her clothes under the covers and said thankfully, “It’s okay, it’s okay.”

And facing the empty bedroom Sansa Ran remembered Dean Lan, who had a fever late last night, and worried that something had happened to him, he put on his shoes and got out of bed.

Sansa Ran saw that the door to the bedroom bathroom was still open and went in. Looking at the fever patches stacked in one place, Sansa Ran knew that Dean Lan had done it and went downstairs to look for him, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

Sansa Ran searched the rest of the villa but couldn’t find Dean Lan, then Sansa Ran heard a sound in the kitchen and looked for the sound. Sansa Ran almost dropped his jaw when he saw Dean Lan cutting vegetables in the kitchen.

The movement coming from behind him made Dean Lan head not knowing it was Sansa Ran, “You’re awake, last night …”

Sansa Ran blushed with shame thinking about last night and didn’t want to mention it much, changing the subject and saying, “What happened last night … last night? I don’t remember anything.”

Dean Lan did not know that Sansa Ran was pretending. He put down the kitchen knife and looked at Sansa Ran with a teasing look in his eyes, “Where were you thinking? I just wanted to thank you for taking care of me last night.”

Sansa Ran heard Dean Lan’s words knew she thought wrong, forced a smile and said, “No … no thanks, after all I also want to thank you for helping me and Jeffrey and Justin before.”

Dean Lan, who was inexplicably upset by Sansa Ran’s outlook on him, looked at Sansa Ran standing in the kitchen doorway with a fond look on his face and said, “Jeffrey and Justin are my children, and I am supposed to take care of them. And you are the mother of my children, I should take care of you even more.”

Sansa Ran called that mouth didn’t know how to face Dean Lan’s piece of deep love, just softly said, “Sorry.”

Dean Lan, who believed that Sansa Ran had a heart for himself and that one day she would open up and accept him, said, “I’m sorry for what happened, go get Jeffrey. Jeffrey! I’ll let you guys try my cooking today.”

Sansa Ran pursed her lips, skipped the topic and said, “No, I don’t think so! I’ll just go back and cook dinner for Jeffrey.”

Dean Lan solemnly approached step by step towards Sansa Ran, Sansa Ran looked at Dean Lan’s figure walking towards himself step by step backwards. The mouth can’t help but say, “What do you … you have to do?”

Dean Lan looked at Sansa Ran’s fear and said with a teasing smile, “You’re afraid of me.”

Sansa Ran stopped dead in her tracks and said defiantly, “No, how is that possible?”

Dean Lan laughed, not breaking it down. “You’ll have trouble cooking at home by yourself, so go pick Jeffrey up and we’ll eat together. I haven’t seen him in a while, you shouldn’t say no!”NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.