"I'm sorry," Su Mang looked at him apologetically, "I met Long Yichen on the way back from Xixi's house. I was upset. He said he wanted to play a game with me, but I lost to him. Our bet
That is, if I lose, I will move out of your house."
At this moment, Su Mang suddenly felt grateful to Long Yichen for giving her a legitimate excuse to leave Jiang Liuyun, otherwise she would not have been able to face Jiang Liuyun's gentle and sincere eyes.
Sooner or later she will leave him.
Since he was not who she thought he was, there was no reason for her to always rely on his embrace and enjoy the tenderness he alone gave her.
"Long Yichen..." He muttered these three words. He didn't know what he was thinking. His originally gentle look gradually became distant, with a bit of sadness and helplessness.
Su Mang felt that he was wrong and lowered his head again, looking at his toes without saying anything.
"It doesn't matter," he suddenly smiled and reached out to stroke her hair, "I'm willing to admit defeat. Naturally, we have to keep our word and move out when we move out."
Su Mang raised his head in astonishment. A warm smile slowly bloomed on his face. He was as elegant as Zhilan in the empty valley. How could he still look like the ruffian in the past?
Su Mang stared at him without blinking. His eyes were filled with a gentle smile and he looked back at her without blinking. As if he was bewitched, she raised her hand and gently touched his face.
Her fingers gently traced the corners of his eyebrows, eyes, cheeks and lips.
His skin is as beautiful as fine porcelain, soft, smooth and cool.
When she looked back and realized what she was doing, her fingers had already stopped on his red lips.
Su Mang's face immediately turned red with embarrassment, and he retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted. But he was thinking in his heart, that Long Yichen always looked pretentious and proud as a peacock, but if we just talked about his appearance, he could match Shang Jiang Liuyun.
a bit?
Jiang Liuyun chuckled and grabbed Su Mang's retracted hand and led her upstairs, "Don't be shy, I like you to touch me."
Su Mang was even more embarrassed and stepped on him hard, but he seemed to have no pain nerves at all and led her into her room without even frowning.
"I'll help you pack your luggage. What do you want to bring?" Jiang Liuyun stood at the door of the room and glanced at Su Mang's belongings.
Just now, Su Mang felt that she had no way to speak, and she was convinced that if she said she wanted to leave, Jiang Liuyun would do everything possible to beg her to stay.
Unexpectedly, when she really said it, Jiang Liuyun agreed to let her go so happily.
The strange thing is that not only did she not feel relaxed, but she was filled with unhappiness.
Was it that he had long been tired of being with her and wished that she would say she wanted to leave, so he would let her go so readily?
Thinking like this, Su Mang felt very congested, and the expression on his face became a little cold.
There was a sneer on the corner of her lips, and she secretly laughed that she was being sentimental. She thought she could be a little different in Jiang Liuyun's heart, but it turned out that she was no different from other girls. It was just because she was extraordinarily beautiful that she could stay by his side longer.
Just a few days.
While she was secretly feeling angry, Jiang Liuyun had already packed her luggage and looked around the room, "It seems there is nothing left. We can buy whatever is needed at any time. If it doesn't work, we can come back and get it."
Su Mang snorted and turned around to leave, but his steps froze at the door. He slowly turned back to look at Jiang Liuyun behind him with a smile on his face, "What did you just say?"
