(344) Sunny smile

My eyes are looking at Yan Shaocheng at the moment, and Yan Shaocheng's psychology at this moment is what I want to see through. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoI don't know why, why when Yan Shaocheng decided to love me, why he was getting farther and farther away from me.

It's like it's because of love, so he won't tolerate a little flaw in his eyes, so Yan Shaocheng looks at the current me like this?

"That depends on how valuable Fang Luyao can be, and whether she can last until the day when Shen Muyang marries her." Maybe it's because he and Yan Shaocheng have broken the window paper perfectly, so Yan Shaocheng no longer plans to face me with the same mask as always.

I have never been like this for a moment, I want to urgently know what Yan Shaocheng thinks, and what Yan Shaocheng knows. What is Yan Shaocheng's emotional outlook?

"Skipping breakfast? Or are you going to keep working like this? Now is it time to confirm the process, right? "Although Yan Shaocheng is always smiling at me, I can never say what this smile means, Yan Shaocheng's perfect skin really makes me have a lot of things that I can't see through.

But maybe it's because of what I had with Wang Xiyi in the morning, so I have some problems with myself, and I never look like before.

If you think about it carefully, maybe I took the initiative to alienate Yan Shaocheng, and sometimes my relationship with Yan Shaocheng is very delicate, just like a seesaw, when I maintain balance, it is always time to be evenly matched.

I weighed down a heavy weight, and even myself became a little suspicious. I don't know what I'm going to do in this game.

"You didn't come home last night and you spent the night at the bar? Has the person next to you always been Wang Xiyi? And why are you drunk? Why is Wang Xiyi there? It shouldn't be a chance encounter between you. "I finally chose to ask, otherwise our relationship would be so weird, weird that even breathing feels weird.

My eyes looked directly at Yan Shaocheng, and when I asked this, I did it in one go, and my eyes were particularly transparent. I think that as Yan Shaocheng's wife, I have the right to know what purpose my husband is in if he doesn't return overnight.

Although he is no longer drunk, it does not mean that I can forget.

In fact, what I am more afraid of is the reason behind him, rather than the so-called emotional deterioration. Because Yan Shaocheng's intellect has always been excellent, his judgment makes him not do anything wrong.

So I'm afraid of the purpose behind him, if Yan Shaocheng's love also has a purpose that is about to move, then how should I play myself to death in this game?

Yan Shaocheng had a clear smile on the corner of his mouth, and this smile was much better than Fang Cai's fake smile. Although I didn't know what was behind his expression, I couldn't tolerate Yan Shaocheng's calm more than this smile.

Maybe it's because of habit, I'm used to Yan Shaocheng's expression.

"You're finally remembering to ask me now. I thought you were going to rot it all in your heart. Yan Shaocheng didn't answer me, and his flamboyant smile was even more tempting at the moment.

Indeed, I think I am sick. I prefer Yan Shaocheng's smile, all his smiles, because that makes me feel that Yan Shaocheng is a sign, a sign of perseverance like Tarzan, he is my guide.

"I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't figure out why. The reason why you and Wang Xiyi met. Wang Xiyi's words were full of tired meaning, and I remember that she was polite to me before. "I'm a woman, so the subtleties are still visible.

In fact, what I hate the most is women, because I feel that women are the most troublesome thing in the world, and they seem to be more fragile than you think, and sometimes even I can't guess myself.

"You asked me so many questions in two sentences, how do you ask me to answer, or what kind of answer do you want to hear?" Yan Shaocheng's words are still elegant like a gentleman, and I have been wondering if a man like him likes to stir up thoughts, especially mine.

"I want to hear you say, it's okay to be fake." I said this on purpose, because even if Yan Shaocheng didn't want to say it, he had to listen carefully to it.

Yan Shaocheng will always be a bad man with a perfect skin, so I don't know if his love for me will be absolute. Yan Shaocheng is not an ordinary man, and my values can't measure this man.

"What if I say I'm just catching up?" Yan Shaocheng's brilliance is really shining enough, he showed me a smile like a star, and I almost saw the sun under his smile.

His reasoning simply struck me as fake, but he didn't seem to be going to tell me, and I wasn't going to give up on the subject.

I don't know why I feel that Yan Shaocheng's smile is unusually warm, and under his well-dressed appearance, it is like a starlight in a winter night. I never thought that this kind of smile could also be seen on Yan Shaocheng's face, because in my impression, this smile belongs to Qiao Yinan alone.

When I was young, only Qiao Yinan's smile was like this. And Yan Shaocheng has always been defined by me as dark, but I don't seem to have found it.

"But you're drunk." My eyes looked at Yan Shaocheng's smiling face, with appreciation, but also with attachment.

I suddenly wondered, is behind this smile Yan Shaocheng's hypocritical face, or Yan Shaocheng's most essential face? If so, I almost doubt that I would ever fall in love with Yan Shaocheng.

But infatuation is obsession, and the problem continues.

I remember what kind of person Yan Shaocheng was, how could such a man get drunk easily, and how could a man like Yan Shaocheng get drunk easily? Yan Shaocheng is the most selfish person, how could he let alcohol have a chance to hurt his stomach?

I've been a strict woman for a long time, and it's hard to understand it.

Yan Shaocheng's smile changed, and the corners of his mouth turned into a bad smile. It was as if that smile was an illusion on my part, an illusion that he had inadvertently revealed.

"You can't think I'm drunk for you." Yan Shaocheng didn't intend to explain to me in detail, but my eyes were not on his answer at all, but on his face.

"You laugh again." I looked at Yan Shaocheng, staring at him and refusing to let go. If there is power in his gaze, Yan Shaocheng is already bound by me at this moment.

Hearing my words, Yan Shaocheng's expression changed to doubt, except for the smile that didn't have a talent. (To be continued.) )