President, you're just a spare tire

Chapter 54

The person on the bed didn't move, and seemed to be asleep.

Su Yaoyang came over and lifted the quilt directly, "Who is it?"

Chang Yile was lying under his quilt, not wearing anything, seeing Su Yaoyang approaching, she lowered her head, "I...I miss you..."

Su Yaoyang lifted the quilt, but she did not hide, her snow-white body was undoubtedly exposed under the moonlight, she looked sideways at Su Yaoyang, "Yang, am I beautiful?"

Su Yaoyang was a little uncomfortable, he shook his head, looked at Chang Yile coldly, "Get lost!"

Chang Yile didn't move, she lay there with her back to Su Yaoyang, "I won't get lost!"

"You!" Su Yaoyang threw down the quilt viciously, exposing her to the air.

"Su Yaoyang, I just like you, I just want to have a perfect love with you, just make it with me once..." Chang Yile lay on the bed, begging softly.

Su Yaoyang's hand was suddenly placed on her waist, he groped her waist carefully, Chang Yile's body was constantly twisting and groaning softly as the gentle fingertips stimulated her.

Su Yaoyang suddenly turned on all the lights, making the room bright.

Chang Yile didn't know what happened, sat up, bit her finger and looked at Su Yaoyang with a smile, "So you like to do it with the light on..."

Su Yaoyang ignored her, came over and pressed her back on the bed/on the bed, "Where did you get the mole on your waist?"

Chang Yile felt a little hurt from being pressed by him, and took a deep breath, "Be gentle..."

"Where did the mole on your waist come from?" Su Yaoyang raised his voice.

Chang Yile shrugged indifferently, "Well, I don't know, I heard that my father tattooed it for me!"

"Your father tattooed it on you?!" Su Yaoyang frowned at the mole, which was red and about the size of a fingernail. If you didn't look carefully, you thought it was a small scar.

"Why did he tattoo you this?!"

"I don't even know about that. If you want to know, you have to ask him!" Chang Yile wrapped her arms around Su Yaoyang's waist like a water snake.

"What? Is there something wrong with this mole?"

Chang Yile looked at Su Yaoyang, who was confined in deep thought, and raised his face to ask him.

Su Yaoyang seemed to have remembered something, but he didn't answer her all the time, and was confined to his memories.

"Is it too ugly?"

"Or do you think it looks good?"

Su Yaoyang looked at the mole, then at Chang Yile, "Did you stay in the Annan Orphanage on Chengjiao Road?"

Chang Yile didn't understand, so his eyes rolled and turned, thinking and thinking, "I really don't know about this, but as long as I can remember, my father has been taking care of me, so I shouldn't be in the orphanage." stay..."

Su Yaoyang looked at Chang Yile, his eyes gradually became gentle, "Lele, do you know?"

Su Yaoyang was afraid of scaring Chang Yile, so his tone softened a lot, "I have a younger sister, and she has a cinnabar mole exactly like yours on her waist..."

Su Yaoyang finished speaking as calmly as possible, and looked at Chang Yile.

Chang Yile stared blankly at Su Yaoyang, "You mean...you mean...I might be your sister?"

Chang Yile suddenly yelled, she thought it was a nightmare, she pulled her hair fiercely, "How is this possible? This is absolutely not true!"

"impossible!"

"I'm not your sister!"

"If you're not my biological sister, why do you have this exact same cinnabar mole on your waist?" Su Yaoyang took a step back and looked at her calmly.

In terms of age, the younger sister should be about the same size as Chang Yile, and with this mole, Su Yaoyang is even more convinced that Chang Yile is his younger sister.

"Lele, in fact, when we were very young, my mother was kicked out of the house by my father, so my mother took the five-year-old me and you who were not yet born, and the three of us, mother and child, lived on the streets."

"At that time, we had no house to live in and no money to use, so my mother fostered us in an orphanage, and then she went out to work to earn money."

"When I was eight years old, you were three years old. At that time, you loved to sleep with my arms in your arms. No matter what time you held my arms, you could fall asleep even if you were standing."

Su Yaoyang recounted the past, feeling a little bit sad, but there were no tears in his eyes.

At that time, the tears have been shed dry, and now, he has no more tears to shed.

He stretched out his hand towards Chang Yile, "Lele, do you want to try again?"

"No, I don't want it, I'm not your sister...not...not..." Chang Yile cried and shook his head.

Chang Yile's eyes suddenly darkened, she was like a plant that lost water, "No! I'm not your biological sister! No!"

She ran out of Su Yaoyang's room crying, locked the door behind her, and cried bitterly.

how could this be?

She doesn't want to be Su Yaoyang's younger sister!

She is not his sister!
Su Yaoyang came outside Chang Yile's room, but he didn't knock on the door after all. There are some things, it's better to find out more clearly.

Tang Jiyao took Yihuan back to his private apartment. He put Yihuan on the seat and gave her an apologetic smile, "Yihuan, it's my fault. We won't eat there in the future."

Yihuan was a little tired, she squeezed the aching brows, "It's okay, it's not your fault."

"Do you want to eat something else?" Tang Jiyao asked her thoughtfully.

He could see that she was very tired. She was just recovering from a serious illness, but when she met Su Yaoyang again, she was so caught off guard.

Yi Huan shook his head, "No, I have no appetite."

"Dangdangdang..." Tang Jiyao suddenly had an extra piece of cheesecake in his hand, which was presented in front of Yihuan very temptingly.

Yihuan's eyes lit up, she looked at the cake, and her saliva was about to flow down, "Ah! Where did you get the cake? It's amazing."

Gentleman Tang Jiyao put the cake in Yihuan's hand, "I gave it to you. I know you like it, so I asked the housekeeper to buy it."

Yihuan blinked, "How do you know I like this kind of cake?"

"You guess!"

Yi Huan shook his head, "I can't guess..."

She held that exquisite cake and looked at it for a long time. When Su Yaoyang came back from a banquet, he gave her a piece of cake like this. From that day on, she remembered the taste of that cake and gradually fell in love with it. This kind of cake.

That was the sweet taste that Su Yaoyang gave her...

Tang Jiyao also winked at her, "This is my secret, I can't tell you, but I can tell you a little bit..."

Tang Jiyao looked mysterious, "I knew you like this kind of cake a long time ago."

Yihuan's bad mood suddenly became better, she happily finished eating the cake, packed her clothes and went to take a shower.

Tang Jiyao stood on the balcony, looking at the lights in the distance, in a good mood.

She finally smiled at him.

His cell phone rang suddenly, and Tang Jiyao answered it, "Young Master Tang, how are you doing? Do you like the gift I gave you?"

(End of this chapter)