Chapter 177

At this moment, Huangfu Yuyang is a little crazy and rude. He tightly clasps the back of her head and makes her raise her head to accept his kiss more conveniently. Su Leyao was sure that Huangfu Yuyang didn't drink, but he acted like a drunk at this moment, ignoring and losing his mind.

When he found that his hand had penetrated through the hem of her dress, Su Leyao was so scared that he had to resist: "Huangfu Yuyang, what's the matter with you? Come on, come on, you said, you won't force me unless I'm willing to

While dodging his offensive, he said hastily, with a cry in his voice.

"Huangfu Yuyang, what's the matter with you? Wake up, wake up, will you? Don't do this, don't... " At last he began to cry, and now Huangfu Yuyang finally regained his sense.

"Yaoyao, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's OK, it's OK. Sorry, I just lost control for a while. I promise I won't do it again, OK? Yao Yao, I'm sorry. " She bowed her head and sobbed all the time. Huangfu Yuyang was at a loss.

He doesn't know what just happened? Is the devil in his heart getting up and occupying his reason? Or too many terrible imagination, let him have no sense of security, want to use this to prove that she is still by his side, is still his woman?

Huangfu Yuyang more want to chagrin, how can he so out of control?

"Huangfu Yuyang..." Panic to see his remorse voice, Su Leyao raised his head, yellow light, his resolute outline, dark eyes everywhere with regret.

"I'm sorry, Yaoyao, I scared you. I'm sorry. Can you forgive me this time? I promise there won't be another time. " Gently wipe away the tears under her eyelids.

Su Leyao tried to laugh, but he couldn't succeed. He could only reluctantly say, "it's too late. You can go back to rest."

"Well." To help her unfasten her seat belt, Su Leyao gets out of the car. Huangfu Yuyang is afraid of her panic and doesn't get off the car to see her off. Instead, he watches her enter the elevator before driving away.

He's really out of control tonight. I'd better apologize to her another day.

Thinking of Huangfu Yuyang's just abnormal behavior, Su Leyao was still a little alarmed. However, he was sure that he didn't mean it. A person's true feelings for you, or false, you can feel.

Besides, Huangfu Yuyang plays the role of an angel in her life. She believes that the angel is the kindest and the most loving. He must have something on his mind.

Thinking, the elevator door "Ding" opened.

At first sight, Su Leyao was stunned when he saw the beautiful man in front of his house: "Xiang Ling, how can you be here so late?"

Ice like a flash of loneliness, so straight at her. Su Leyao looked down at her clothes. There was nothing different. She was wearing a non wrinkled chiffon shirt and jeans.

Even if she had just been entangled with Huangfu Yuyang in the car, it would not be so easy for people to see. Moreover, she had already sorted out the mirror in the elevator.

Ling Ling, picked up a bunch of perfume lily on the ground and handed it to her: "happy birthday, but fortunately it's not too late."

Looking at the beautiful flowers, thinking Xiang Ling might have been waiting for her for several hours, her heart felt guilty. I didn't have a birthday in five years. I thought that if I didn't mention it, no one would remember. I didn't expect to receive two surprises in one night.

However, these two surprises are dignified and not pure.

"Thank you, Xiang Ling." Forced to smile, Su Leyao took the heavy flowers. Heavy is not only her heart, but also his waiting and considerate.

There was some embarrassment in the atmosphere. Xiang Ling said with a bitter smile: "I know you have been celebrating the Lunar birthday. I thought he would know."

Su Leyao looks up in amazement. Does he remember? He knows?

Mother earns money by herself and has to support three people. Also want to save a sum of money for Qin Hao to find a better doctor to see, so, her birthday is extremely simple. There has never been a cake or a gift. My mother will make a bowl of longevity noodles for her and add two boiled eggs.

So even if she lived under the same roof with him for five years, she never told him, let alone invited him to her celebration. Birthday is often just a ceremony, a memorial day.

It doesn't matter how you live. The key is who you live with.

And Xiang Ling actually saw it and kept it in mind. She was so moved by the thought.

"I saw aunt Su cook eggs for you. I was very confused at that time, so I asked casually. She said that was the custom in her hometown." Xiang Ling read her mind, explained.

Su Leyao blinked the water on her eyelashes: "thank you. Would you like to come in?"

"Is it convenient?" His words meant something. Su Leyao's face was dim, and then he burst into a smile: "of course, it's convenient. Please come in."

After entering the room, Su Leyao put the flowers on the table: "what would you like to drink? Er, I may only have mineral water and boiled water. Which do you drink? "

This kind of choice really makes people laugh and cry. He can only say like a gentleman, "don't bother. I'm not thirsty."

Su Leyao put a bottle of mineral water in front of him and opened his mouth to ask when he came? How long have you been here? Why don't you call her?I also feel that these problems are sharp edges, a knife that penetrates deep into people's heart. No blood, but extraordinary pain.

Suddenly I thought of a very important question: "did you eat it?" Look up at the clock on the wall. It's over ten.

"Not yet." Xiang Ling's honesty makes Su Leyao embarrassed and embarrassed, and at the same time feels more remorse and guilt.

He stood up, blushed and said awkwardly, "you know, I'm not good at cooking. There's only instant noodles here. Would you like a bowl?" At the end, the voice was so low that I couldn't hear it.

It's embarrassing. It's embarrassing for a woman to live on instant noodles like her.

In fact, she has worked hard to learn how to cook. She will live with Qin Hao in the future. Can't Qin Hao cook for her? However, after several breathtaking experiences of nearly burning the kitchen, she gave up.

Talent really exists. It is a kind of power bestowed by God. She had to accept her fate. Ah, she should have learned to cook noodles or fried rice with eggs when she knew she would be so embarrassed.

Seeing through her embarrassment, Xiang Ling stood up, opened the refrigerator and found some eggs and a bag of bread.

He found that Su Leyao was even more shameless. He wished that a sinkhole suddenly appeared on the ground and let her get in. Wuwu, I never think it's such a shame that I can't cook.

In order to avoid her embarrassment, Xiang Ling acted as if nothing had happened. Dafangfang went to the kitchen with eggs and bread. Fortunately, the induction cooker could be used.

A few minutes later, Xiang Ling came out with two sandwiches and put the plate in front of Su Leyao: "I haven't made it for a long time, and I'm not familiar with the craftsmanship. Try it."

Xiang Ling makes the simplest sandwich, but he uses tomato sauce to draw the pattern of cherry balls on the bread, which looks very loving. Su Leyao's eyes are straight. She can't bear to eat such crude food which is made into art by him.

"Can you cook?" Look up and look him in the eye.

"I'm not very good at it, but I can't beat simple home cooking." Xiang Ling's words make su Leyao even more ashamed. Both he and Huangfu Yuyang are rich CHILDES who grow up with golden spoons, but they can make a good dish.

She knows Xiang Ling's personality. He is always modest. He will do it mediocre, but it must be delicious. But she remembers that before he left the mountain village, he was a young master who didn't touch yangchunshui.

In the past five years, it seems to have changed a lot.

"You don't like this?" See Su Leyao did not move, Xiang Ling asked.

"No, no, no I'm not picky. I'm just too full. " She couldn't lie to him. Now that he had guessed that she was celebrating with Huangfu Yuyang, why not tell her the truth?

Xiang Ling lowered her head and concentrated on her sandwich. He took a big bite as if he had bitten off a lot of sadness. The thread in Su Leyao's heart seemed to be pulled fiercely, and the pain spread.

This is the first time he has cooked food for her. How can she live up to it?

Su Leyao thinks, Xiang Ling has finished his share and reaches for her. A woman puzzled: "what?"

"The bread you bought tastes good. You can't eat it. Give me that." His slender fingers are as warm as jade under the light, and there is nothing wrong with his behavior, but Su Leyao is busy protecting his sandwich.

"I can't eat it now, but I'll save it for breakfast tomorrow. If you don't have enough, make another one. " Hands protect, deeply afraid of Xiang Ling snatch her food.

Ice Mou deeply stares at her, Su Leyao a heart seven up and eight down, as if Xiang Ling has seen through her mind.

The space is very quiet. I can't hear anything except the tick of the clock.

Su Leyao tried to search the topic in his mind, trying to break the strange and dignified silence. But the brain seems to be crammed into a paste. The more urgent it is, the more unable it is to think of it.

Finally, Xiang Ling took the initiative: "it's getting late. It's time for me to go back. Well, if you lose it, it won't taste good tomorrow morning. If you like, I'll make it for you now. "

To the mouth's refusal, Sheng Sheng swallowed.

He had made so many concessions for himself that even she felt humble. How could she refuse his kindness? Try your best to tell her that you should keep a distance from him.

They are not pure themselves in the past. In the vat of life, no matter appearance, identity, or soul are painted with layers of paint. Now the favor comes from the original regret. Once the hazy beauty caused by the distance is torn apart, the truth behind the ugliness may be that none of them is willing to accept.

Just, she hesitated too long, when she can speak, Xiang Ling has left.

Sound stuck in the throat, so let the door close, cut into two interfaces.