President, you're just a spare tire

Chapter 163 The Long Road: Can't Open Your Mouth

Su Yaoyang didn't know why, he knew that the woman was no longer Chang Yihuan, but he stubbornly wanted to stay with her, even for a few minutes...

Under the darkness of night, whose heart is covered with a layer of sadness?
Whose despair sighs in the night wind?

This time, Chang Yihuan did not refuse him.

Su Yaoyang didn't know why this woman suddenly cooperated rationally, but he was very happy to see her like this.

The two got into the car one after the other, closed the door, and the car drove towards Mo Ge.

The only thing that changed was Ouyang Yu's eyes.

As soon as I entered the room, there was a burning smell, and the screaming of children——
Chang Yihuan's eardrums pricked, the voice came from the kitchen!
She hurried over, and the two children blocked the door of the kitchen. The fire was raging inside, and flames were flying high on the stove.

Tongtong heard the movement, turned around and saw Chang Yihuan, her little finger pointed to the stove and asked for help: "Mommy! Where is Mommy!"

Chang Yihuan ran over, just as her hand touched the switch, suddenly a flame burst out, and the flame rushed towards her.

She heard Tongtong and her friend Xiaolei scream "Ah!" behind her, and Chang Yihuan reflexively raised his hand to protect his face, no matter how fast the movement was, it could not match the speed of the flames.

But the speed of the other person was faster than Lie Yan. In one second, a pair of hands was covering her face, and in the next second, the fire was extinguished by some unknown method. The whole process was too fast. Chang Yihuan didn't even have time to watch it.

Take a closer look.

The soggy tablecloth was covering the gas stove, smoking.

Then Chang Yihuan realized that he was being held tightly in someone's arms.

Very tight and very close.

She had longed for this kind of warmth for a long time, but only half a month later, he suddenly seemed to be a different person, making her unpredictable.

Chang Yihuan tilted his head slightly, and saw a clear face.

Su Yaoyang faced her sideways, his hands were still protecting her face, and her whole body, her whole body, was almost clasped against his chest, every time his breathing rose and fell, it made her painful.

Su Yaoyang also turned his head to look at her, he was stunned for a moment, something flashed in his eyes, and he let her go quickly.

Su Yaoyang looked down at his hand, the back of his hand was scalded, his entire knuckles were burning hotly, he was a little dizzy in the pain.

The memory is like a roll of recording tape, turning around loudly, returning to the scene just now, in his arms, such a soft piece, like something that does not belong to him, he grabbed it and hugged it.

Su Yaoyang felt a faint sense of guilt.

Su Yaoyang was distracted.

"Are your hands alright?"

The woman's soft hand came with an urgent voice, and the flexible fingertips pulled Su Yaoyang's stiff hand. The woman was carefully examining his injuries.

The expression seemed to be distressed.

Su Yaoyang frowned, and gently brushed her hand away.

He passed Chang Yihuan, looked down at the damage of the gas stove carefully, seemed a little displeased, frowned slightly, and turned around: "How can children play here?"

Chang Yihuan really hated his tone, her voice squeezed through her teeth, "I don't know." She was also annoyed.

The child is obviously in Moge, okay?

Why do you think she is the one who did the wrong thing?
Not wanting to waste any more time with him, Chang Yihuan picked out the two children who were still in shock hiding in the corner: "Why are you playing with fire?!"

The two children were stunned by Chang Yihuan's tone, their bodies visibly trembled, you looked at me, I looked at you, neither of them spoke.

In such a scene, Su Yaoyang naturally thinks of the sentence that Tongtong asked him at noon: "I, you and my mother... came out of playing with fire?"

Ouyang Yu, look at your good deeds! ! !

Su Yaoyang calmed down his anger slowly, he walked over, it became a habit, to comfort someone, he patted the shoulder first, Su Yaoyang did this, but when he put his hand on the woman's round bare shoulder, he regretted it.

She looked back into his eyes, and also looked at his hands on her body, her eyes seemed to meet a scourge.

Didn't you want to see her with that contemptuous look just now?
Su Yaoyang let go of his hand quietly, and turned to whisper softly to Tongtong: "It's dangerous to do so, don't do it next time." He pinched the tip of the child's nose.

Tong Tong wrinkled her nose.

"do you know?"

Su Yaoyang rubbed the top of Xiaolei's head.

Xiao Lei shrinks his neck.

He played the role of a loving father. In contrast, she became an evil mother. Watching this scene, Chang Yihuan's teeth "clacked".

Buy people's hearts?He can do so well!
Should I leave here?Give him back the space?
Chang Yihuan thinks she can't do it, she sees his red hand back, and her heart tightens.

Leave here, leave Tongtong?

How could she be willing?

If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for not being up to date. When you meet someone, you are so low in the dust that there is no room for turning around.

Seeing her mother's expression, Tongtong ran to find the medicine box in the cupboard. When Su Yaoyang saw her daughter brought the burn ointment, she smiled knowingly and kissed the child's moist cheek.

Tongtong looked back at his mother, who was full of encouragement.

Tongtong calmed down, unscrewed the lid and rubbed the medicine for her father. After all, she was a child and didn't know how to do it. Chang Yihuan was sweating coldly when she saw Su Yaoyang, but the man refused to say a word. Tongtong asked, "Does it hurt?" ?” He still shook his head.

Self-inflicted, Tongtong added a little more strength to her movements, and Su Yaoyang finally gasped in a "hiss—" breath.

With his sound, Tong Tong was so frightened that he immediately spread his hand, not daring to touch it again.

Tongtong tilted her head and thought for a while, then suddenly turned her head and waved: "Mom, come here!"

With a pious and treasure-giving expression, the child said, "Mom, give him 'huhu'!" As he spoke, he did not forget to explain to Su Yaoyang, "It doesn't hurt after blowing on it, it's very effective."

The tone was so affirmative that even Chang Yihuan almost believed it when he heard it.

Heart hurt, can it be okay to "huhu" like this?
Unable to resist this playful child, Chang Yihuan took Tongtong's seat and sat beside Su Yaoyang.

Su Yaoyang didn't object, he just looked at her indifferently, as if he was waiting for her to continue, there was a certain emotion in his eyes, as if he wanted to resist, but also seemed to want to get closer.

Chang Yihuan felt nervous all over.

The two adults looked serious, but the two children hid aside and laughed.

Chang Yihuan clings to Su Yaoyang's hand, blows it symbolically, and immediately releases it like an electric shock.

Confident.

She has to find something to do, in short... just don't stay in front of this man anymore.

When Su Ma heard the movement, she hurried over and took the children to bed. Only Chang Yihuan and Su Yaoyang were left in the big room.

Su Yaoyang knew that her eyes were not good, so he deliberately adjusted the light to be moderate, and sat there with a high posture, looking at her coldly.

"You said...you have something to do with me..."

"what's up?"

Chang Yihuan bit his lips, remembering what he said in the bar before, and for a moment didn't know how to ask.

(End of this chapter)