Shen Jiayao sat in the car and looked at Ye Chen nervously. It was obvious that Ye Chen was in a very bad mood now, and everything had a lot to do with the Third Young Master and Miss Liang he met just now.
Before she came back, she already knew that in the past year or two, the woman around Ye Chen had never been alone. She knew that it was because she was angry with her. Take Miss Liang just now, after seeing
When their backs were so similar, she was already very satisfied. As for Ye Chen's bad mood, she attributed it to the man's possessiveness. After all, Miss Liang used to be with Chen, but now she is with San Shao.
She knew that the two were good friends, but they were still like that, but these had nothing to do with her, as long as Chen was still by her side.
Ye Chen was driving the car intently at this moment, but he was feeling very irritable.
He had achieved his goal of humiliating her, and he should have been happy, but in the face of her constant silence and Han Siyou's affectionate confessions, he couldn't be happy at all.
That woman, didn't he want to forget her a long time ago?
Now that Jiayao has returned to her, he already knows that there was another reason why she betrayed him back then. Only he knows the past few days of getting along with her. All he has left for Shen Jiayao is regret and wanting to protect her, but it has nothing to do with love, only apology.
Liang Yimo, Ye Chen found that he didn't understand this woman more and more. He thought she was a simple-minded woman, as innocent as she was when she was a child. But compared with the reality, he found that she was really greedy and was leaving him.
After that, she immediately clung to other men. Thinking that her charming appearance on the bed had been discovered by other men, her dark eyes became darker and darker, almost swallowed by the darkness, unfathomable.
While shopping in the afternoon, Shen Jiayao noticed that Ye Chen's face was not very good. Even when she was buying clothes, Ye Chen was perfunctory. Shen Jiayao walked out of the dressing room and stood in front of Ye Chen with her clothes on.
After walking around for a while, he asked sweetly, "Chen, does it look good?"
"Well, buy it if you like it." Ye Chen replied without turning his head, holding the phone in his hand with unfathomable eyes.
A trace of loneliness flashed across Shen Jiayao's face. She stood up and walked into the dressing room. When she came out, she asked the waiter to hang the clothes back up. She stepped forward and hugged the man who was still thinking, "Chen!"
Shen Jiayao pouted, her eyes full of tenderness and anger, Ye Chen stood up, "Are you still turning?"
By the way, he escaped the gold card and was about to hand it over to the waiter, but Shen Jiayao grabbed him and shook his head, "I don't want that dress anymore."
"Why, don't you like it very much?"
"Suddenly I felt that the color didn't match my skin well. Come on, I'm hungry and want to eat!"
"Um."
The two of them spent the afternoon shopping and returned to their hotel early. They must have been very tired after a day of shopping.
After Shen Jiayao took a bath, she came out wearing a sexy sling. Ye Chen had already finished dressing up and was sitting on the bed smoking quietly. Shen Jiayao walked over in a secretive manner.
"Chen!"
Ye Chen raised his head and just glanced at it. His voice was a bit low, and he said a faint "Yeah", moved the side of the bed, "Sleep."
Shen Jiayao happily climbed onto the bed, deliberately hanging her wet hair on Ye Chen's exposed chest, "Why don't you help me dry my hair? Didn't you say before that you will catch a cold if you don't dry your hair?"
Ye Chen's body was a little stiff and he took the hair dryer handed over by Shen Jiayao, "Okay."
He stood up and sat on the edge of the bed, letting Shen Jiayao do it. His slender fingers penetrated Shen Jiayao's long burgundy hair and blew it gently. He used to help her blow dry her hair like this, and it was very easy to do. But now he thought of another person.
The woman once dried his hair like this and said she was careful about catching a cold.
What the hell!
Thinking of that woman again, he just felt that the shelf life of love said by that woman was really short, and she had changed her heart long ago after just over a year.
After drying, Ye Chen turned off the desk lamp and hugged Shen Jiayao, "Sleep, I still have things to deal with tomorrow."
"Okay." Shen Jiayao squeezed her fingertips tightly under the quilt. It hurt a little, but she couldn't feel it.
The pajamas she wore today were particularly sexy. From the time she walked out until he blew her hair, she had hinted at him, but there was no desire in the man's eyes. Did he really think she was dirty?
?
Shen Jiayao was lying in Ye Chen's arms, not daring to move. The sound of even breathing came to her ears. It seemed that he had fallen asleep. Shen Jiayao told herself not to think about it. Maybe he was really busy these days and hadn't come yet.
Get used to it, maybe he will touch her after a while.
Yes, it must be like this, Chen must still love her. Thinking of this, she felt a lot more at ease, moved closer to the man's arms, and closed her eyes.
The night is long.
After Shen Jiayao fell asleep, Ye Chen's closed eyes suddenly opened. It was dark and bright in the dark night. The floor-length curtains on the balcony swayed in the wind. Ye Chen leaned on the balcony. He took out a cigarette and
Gently swipe across the nose and ignite gracefully.
Without that indifference, when a man is quiet, people can't help but admire him.
Outside, the starry sky is bright, and not far away, dim street lights are connected in a line, spreading to an unknown distance. The man's eyes are secretive, and he glances at the big bed facing the bedroom. Shen Jiayao is lying on it at the moment, with the silk quilt slipping from the bed.
As far as her shoulders, milky smooth skin was exposed, but it did not arouse his desire at all.
This was the woman he loved most in the past, who had spent his beautiful youth with him. As time passed, he found that his feelings for her were getting weaker and weaker.
"Liang Yimo." Ye Chen whispered it once in his mouth. This name was quite silent.
So far, she was not considered beautiful, but there were many women who were prettier than her. He wanted to ask himself what attracted him to such a woman. When he thought of her, a certain part of his body changed, and he wanted to think about it eagerly.
Wanting her, she wanted to separate herself from him, but he refused to let her do so.
She got into his bed and wanted to climb into another man's bed unharmed. It was simply a fool's dream.
Ye Chen didn't even think about it, he picked up the mobile phone beside him, with a weird smile on his face, like a devil.
At night, Liang Yimo lay in bed and never fell asleep. He just stared at the ceiling above his head. His cell phone rang. He picked it up and opened it to see a text message that read: I miss you.
The signature is Ye Chen.
Liang Yimo's hands shook and he deleted it without thinking.
He misses her? Why didn't he say he missed her when he hugged his woman during the day and humiliated her?
Neuropathy!
Ye Chen's slender and smart fingertips swiped back and forth across the screen of his mobile phone. He didn't see the phone ringing for a long time, and the corners of his lips curled up, and the smile on his face became even more sinister.
Not long after I was clean, my phone rang again. Liang Yimo opened it and it read: I miss your body.
Before Liang Yimo had time to delete it, another text message was sent: I miss the feeling when I touch you.
I miss your lips.
I really want to enter your body now.
I miss your seductive look under me. Have other men ever seen you?
The text messages came one after another, and it was too late to delete them.
In the end, it became more and more filthy. Liang Yimo couldn't bear it anymore. She called the mobile phone number that was just sent to her. Someone answered the phone as soon as she got through. She cursed loudly, "Ye Chen, you really are..."
Scoundrel."
This is the first time Liang Yimo has used foul language, but a very magnetic laughter came from the other side of the phone, showing a trace of laziness and comfort, "What should I do? Liang Yimo, I have been thinking about it for a long time and still can't bear to let you go!"