President, you're just a spare tire

Chapter 84
He in the shadow didn't answer her question, but just studied her eyes deeply, "Didn't your eyes be fine when I saw you last time?"

His gentle tone flattered her, and she stood there stupidly like a frightened little rabbit, afraid that all this was just a dream.

Su Yaoyang is tall, he walked over and approached her, only to find that she only reached his shoulder.

He stood less than a step away from her, and he could almost clearly feel the heat of her breath, which was soft, just like the clean and soft fragrance of her body.

He stared carefully at her eyes, stretched out his fingertips, and rubbed gently.

"What happened to the eyes?"

Chang Yihuan didn't expect to see him at this time, did God pity her?
At this moment Chang Yihuan was delighted, she almost jumped up.

But, she can't, he will be the husband of another woman tomorrow, how can she let her heart that has finally calmed down stir up ripples again at this moment?
She turned her face away and tried to keep herself away from him, "It's nothing, it's just that I can't see clearly, it's just lack of vitamin A."

She smiled sadly, buried her head in the night, trying not to let him see the longing in her eyes.

"have you seen a doctor?"

Chang Yihuan even doubted her ears, did she hear wrong?

How could Su Yaoyang speak to her in such a gentle tone?
Did he drink too much?
She looked up at him and finally confirmed that he was drunk and talking drunk.

Just treat him as an ordinary friend, treat him as a friend who cares about her, and don't want him to worry about her anymore, "I've already seen a doctor and prescribed medicine."

"Did you take your medicine on time?"

His alcohol-smelling breath sprayed on her sensitive earlobe, she felt a tingling sensation, and instinctively took a step back, "Well, I've eaten, thank you for your concern."

A "thank you" expresses their current relationship, alienated and unfamiliar.

They used to be so familiar with each other's body, so familiar with each other's breath, but now, she told him with a "thank you", that they were just ordinary acquaintances.

The movement of her retreat made his eyes tighten, and a hurt expression was shown on his face, but she couldn't see it.

The way she bowed her head and snapped her fingers was so cute, he couldn't help but want to kiss her.

Since Gu Manluo came back, he has been careful all day long, for fear that he would offend her if he said a wrong word or made a move. He carefully lived his life like walking on thin ice. Although it was very hard, he never said a word.

Who told him to owe her?
Without warning, he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, "Yihuan...Yihuan, I miss you..."

The raging smell of alcohol fell on Chang Yihuan's lips like a storm, and Su Yaoyang aggressively bit her delicate red lips, savoring her delicious food carefully, not wanting to let go of a single ounce.

She is like old fragrant wine, the older it gets, the more fragrant it becomes. He couldn't help thinking about her, so he ran to the bar to drink away his worries while he was arguing with Gu Manluo.

The more he drank, the more sober he became. The more he drank, the more he wanted to see Chang Yihuan. When his strong thoughts couldn't resist the temptation of fine wine, he took advantage of the night to come to Tang Jiyao's private apartment.

He had been to that place before, and he knew that Tang Jiyao would definitely hide her here.

Jiu Zhuang was cowardly, he, a person who dared not meet Chang Yihuan, felt impulsive for the first time, and couldn't control his thoughts for the first time.

When he finally came downstairs and looked up at the window of her room, he felt that he was still alive for the first time. The life of licking blood over the years had made him numb, and his heart became cold-blooded.

But when he saw her shadow reflected on the window, he felt that Su Yaoyang came back to life, just like the high-spirited young man so many years ago.

While the bodyguards were not paying attention, he sneaked into her room. When he saw her lying on the bed, he felt like crying.

He sat in the corner and kept observing her every move. When he saw that she had to reach out to hold something to walk, he realized that when he thought he could see her, her eyes were in such a dark environment Can't see him.

He was distressed, this pity kiss, carrying his longing for her, exploded like an atomic bomb, and once it was fired, it was unstoppable.

He was impatient, and he pulled her pajamas hard with his hands. He wanted to taste her deliciousness again, and remember her taste for the last time.

"Yihuan, I miss you..."

"I really, really miss you…"

Chang Yihuan was intoxicated in his kiss, this time, they were all indulging themselves, after all, that thin and small body carried such deep helplessness.

He had already carried her to the bed, staring at her somewhat slack eyes with starry eyes, "Yihuan, where's the child?"

When he suddenly mentioned the child, Chang Yihuan seemed to have been shocked by something, and immediately pushed him away, sat up from his arms, and retracted to the corner of the bed, "Su Yaoyang, you go..."

He stopped there, not daring to get any closer to her.

"The child is gone, didn't you want that child? Didn't you say that the child is not yours?" Chang Yihuan's tears fell, she wrapped herself in the quilt, like a baby without a mother.

Su Yaoyang's eyes darkened. He should have thought of this ending. How could a person like Tang Jiyao allow Yihuan to marry someone else's child?

"Yihuan, listen to me. I admit that I was wrong that day. I only cared about Man Luo's feelings and didn't take care of you. However, I was really conflicted at the time. I didn't know how to face all this. Forgive me..."

Su Yaoyang regretted it too late, he knew it was useless to regret now.

He took a deep breath and looked at Yihuan who was huddled in the corner of the bed, "It would be best if the child is gone, so that Tang Jiyao will treat you wholeheartedly..."

He finally worked up the courage to turn around and take his eyes off her face.

"I hope you and Tang Jiyao are happy..."

"Su Yaoyang, you go! Please go!" Thinking of what he did to her and the child that night, Chang Yihuan's mood suddenly turned bad, and she snarled at Su Yaoyang viciously

"I don't want to see you again, not even for a minute!"

Chang Yihuan pointed out the door, "Su Yaoyang, please leave!"

He stood in a dark corner and looked at her trembling body, "Yihuan, I..."

"Su Yaoyang, there is nothing to talk about between you and me. You already said that this child is not yours, so what are you doing to care about it?"

"You were so unfeeling at the time, wishing that both me and the child would die, and now you are begging for my forgiveness, what are you doing? Showing that you want to be responsible?"

"Still think I was not hurt deeply enough by you?!"

Su Yaoyang stood there quietly without saying a word.

That's right, when he hurt her so deeply, what right did he have to ask her for forgiveness?

(End of this chapter)