Zhuo Xiaoyi opened the door, there was a choking smell of tobacco, there was only a wall lamp in the living room, the dim and faint light, and he faintly saw a figure by the window. "Ahem! Li Yanyang? ”

Li Yanyang spit out smoke rings, looked out the window, and did not answer her.

Zhuo Xiaoyi turned on the light and walked over, pushed open the window, and let the air circulate. Turning around and seeing the cigarette butts full of ashtrays, he frowned and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?" ”

Li Yanyang didn't look at her calmly, but pressed the cigarette he had just finished on the ashtray that was too full to be filled, and raised his eyes to look out the window.

Zhuo Xiaoyi didn't ask, and stood quietly beside him, waiting for him to speak. Li Yanyang has never been addicted to smoking, although she once said that he smoked and looked very handsome. But she knew he only smoked when he was upset. And so many cigarette butts told her that Li Yanyang's mood should be at the lowest point now.

"You ......" The scene he saw at noon today, Li Yanyang didn't know how to ask, did he ask her directly if she was having an affair? What if she says yes?

His unrivaled self-confidence in the mall collapsed at the table. She kept him elusive, and this little woman, who seemed simple and content, ran away again when he felt that he was getting close to her.

Li Yanyang has never felt so helpless in the face of a person.

"Huh?" Zhuo Xiaoyi turned his head sideways and saw Li Yanyang's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping.

The moonlight shone hazy on the side of her face, looking unusually soft.

Li Yanyang sighed, stretched out his arm and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, his chin gently resting on her shoulder.

"Zhuo Xiaoyi, I won't let go of your hand!" For a long time, as if taking an oath, he whispered in her ear but firmly.

Hearing this, Zhuo Xiaoyi's heart trembled, and he wanted to break away from his arm and turn around to take a look.

Li Yanyang felt her slight struggle, and her arms tightened.

"Don't ...... like this" Li Yanyang circled it too tightly, making her feel a little difficult to breathe.

"Don't leave me......" Li Yanyang kissed her hair and whispered in her ear. Today's scene magnified his uneasiness infinitely. The fear of losing Zhuo Xiaoyi grew from his heart and wrapped around his whole body like vines.

"What?" Li Yanyang's warm breath and delicate kisses made her ears itch, and she didn't hear his words clearly.

"Hmm......"

Li Yanxiang suddenly kissed her lips possessively, and stuck his tongue in for a long time. His kiss is strong and gentle, with a strong tobacco flavor.

"Hmm......"

Zhuo Xiaoyi suddenly felt that his eyes were full of stars, and a sour taste rushed to his head from his stomach. The arm struggled even more, and the tongue pushed against him. In a hurry, he bit his teeth, and the smell of blood suddenly filled his entire mouth.

Such an unsuspecting person was bitten on the tongue, and you can imagine how painful it was. But Zhuo Xiaoyi couldn't care so much anymore and rushed into the bathroom.

"Vomit...... Uh......"

The sound of vomiting coming from the bathroom made Li Yanyang's originally blue face even more ugly. Zhuo Xiaoyi, did you keep that man with a pleading face, but kissing me made you want to vomit in disgust?

The blood oozing from his mouth stained his otherwise dry lips red. He rubbed it with the back of his hand unconcernedly, but the pain in his tongue forced him to deal with it.

"Vomit ......" Zhuo Xiaoyi's upper body was almost spread on the washstand, his face was pale and retching, as if he was going to vomit bile.

"What's wrong?" Li Yanyang took the medicine box and walked to the door of the bathroom, intending to treat the wound. Seeing that Zhuo Xiaoyi was vomiting as if it wasn't what he thought, he asked a little worriedly. Was she just not feeling well?

"Vomit...... Not...... Vomit...... Affair...... ...... vomit," Zhuo Xiaoyi shook his hand.

"Did you eat something unclean at noon?" Li Yanyang walked over and patted her gently on the back to make her more comfortable. There was a hint of temptation in his words, but his tongue was aching now, and it seemed a little ridiculous to say it.

"Vomit...... No ......" finally got better, got up and patted his chest and smoothed out. In the past few days, she has not had much appetite because of Lin Ancheng's affairs, and she went to find Zhou Shi at noon, and she forgot about lunch at all.

"Thank you," sat down on the sofa and took the water handed by Li Yanyang. Noticing that his bitten tongue was not being processed, he asked apologetically, "How is your tongue?" Does it hurt? ”

Li Yanyang snorted twice, and was already so numb that he couldn't speak. Just saw Zhuo Xiaoyi vomiting so badly, he was so worried that he forgot the pain on the tip of his tongue.

Li Yanyang, Li Yanyang, you are really planted in her hands. What else needs to be asked? You're defeated before you even open your mouth.