The president's face is gone

Chapter 59 Rare Warmth

"Oh, Yueyue, you go first, and let Sihan take you back to the old house later. Mom still has a lot to say to you."

After all, reluctant to neglect her daughter-in-law, Mu Yalan spoke softly to Cheng Xiyue, a mother, instantly made Cheng Xiyue feel as if something hit her heart.

There is a sense of happiness that she doesn't know is slowly overflowing. Is this the so-called maternal love?Cheng Xiyue thought so.

"Ok!"

After all, Cheng Xiyue gave a faint hum when she couldn't forcefully brush off Mu Yalan's intentions.

"Mom, Yueyue and I will come back to accompany you from time to time."

With his wife's consent, Bo Sihan climbed up the pole and made a promise to Mu Yalan.

Cheng Xiyue didn't say anything, since she couldn't refuse, why bother? After all, she was still greedy for Mu Yalan's care and love.

Maternal love is what Cheng Xiyue desires most in her life.

After leaving the banquet hall, gusts of cold wind hit, blowing away all the enthusiasm in the banquet hall.

"You really know how to climb up the pole, what if I don't go back with you?"

Throwing away Bao Sihan's hand, Cheng Xiyue walked straight forward. The next second, a magnetic voice sounded.

"My wife, you will, because I know you are not a person who doesn't count your words."

Hearing this, Cheng Xiyue frowned, and stopped in frustration.

It was probably because it was about to rain, and the wind was even stronger at this time. Bo Sihan took off his suit, stepped forward, and stood still in front of Cheng Xiyue.

Gracefully picked up the suit and draped it on Cheng Xiyue's shoulders, as if he was afraid that she would be cold, and when the clothes fell to his shoulders, he purposely fastened the buttons one by one.

"Wife, promise me, don't leave me, okay?"

After buttoning up the button, Bo Sihan held Cheng Xiyue's pretty little face in his hands, and looked at her with burning eyes.

The deep eyes, as if they want to suck people in, make people sink.

Cheng Xiyue stared blankly at the man's gentle kiss on the corner of her lips. In the late autumn night, the two people with their dusty temperament on the side of the road could not take their eyes off, so fixedly staring at each other.

Cheng Xiyue clearly felt that something in her chest was about to burst out, and the feeling of thumping made her very annoyed.

At the corner of the banquet hall, a cold and lonely figure silently looked at the two people on the side of the road, until they got into the car, he turned around quietly and walked to the other side.

The cold figure looked more and more lonely in the night.

Because both Cheng Xiyue and Bo Sihan had drunk, Bo Sihan called the driver to take them back.

Cheng Xiyue didn't open her mouth along the way, she really couldn't figure out the feeling of the deer bumping in her heart.

I don't know whether it's good or bad, because that feeling can only be felt when facing Bo Sihan, so subconsciously, Cheng Xiyue and Bo Sihan put some distance away.

But I don't know if it's because the heater in the car is turned on enough, or because of drinking, Cheng Xiyue's delicate little face is flushed, and she exudes an indescribable aura from her whole body.

Bao Sihan's dark eyes flickered, he forcibly suppressed the desire to burst out, and looked elsewhere.

He has no resistance to Cheng Xiyue, even if she sits quietly and does nothing, it will be fatally attractive to him.

The finally eased atmosphere made her no longer speak harshly to him, and Bo Sihan didn't want to show his true nature to scare his wife yet.

(End of this chapter)