President, you're just a spare tire

Chapter 71 Under Mount Fuji: Do you like me a little bit?

Chang Yihuan gave him a cold look, but didn't pick up the band-aid he threw over. His speed was too fast, she sat very unsteadily, and kept grabbing the door handle with both hands.

When she finally got used to the speed of the car, she glanced at Su Yaoyang, "Didn't you want me to die? Why are you pretending to ask me to bandage the wound?"

"What to post? It's better to die!"

Chang Yihuan closed her eyes resignedly and leaned on the seat. She really couldn't understand this man. He hated her so much a second ago and wished for her to die. Now he cared about her again. What?
"Are you going to stick it?" Su Yaoyang picked up the band-aid she had left in the carriage, and stared at her fiercely.

Chang Yihuan didn't know where her temper came from, she hated his tone of voice the most, she turned her face to the other side, not looking at him, "I won't stick, won't stick, won't stick!"

"Chang Yihuan, are you brave enough to defy me?" He threw the band-aid on her face.

"I count to three, you post it, if you don't post it again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Chang Yihuan threw the band-aid back on his face, "If you're welcome, you're welcome. At worst, I'll die. I don't want to live anymore!"

He always yells at her, never considers her feelings, and treats her like a fool every time. Could it be that Chang Yihuan is really a fool?
Su Yaoyang stepped on the brakes, Yihuan only felt that the wound was shaking more painfully, and looked at Su Yaoyang angrily with bright eyes.

Su Yaoyang didn't care if she was angry or not, he tore off the band-aid and stuck it directly on her wound, and he didn't care if it hurt her or not.

Yihuan wanted to fight against him, didn't he care about her life or death?

Didn't he want her to die?

Why do you still care about her?
She didn't accept his favor, and stretched out her hand to tear off the bandage, "I don't need your sympathy, let me get out of the car!"

Su Yaoyang grabbed her hand as soon as he stretched out his hand, and she fell into his arms lightly, "You stupid woman, if I didn't want to take you away, I wouldn't use this trick!"

"However, having said that, this small wound is your punishment for leaving me!"

"Who told you to throw yourself into Tang Jiyao's arms without saying anything!"

What he said was righteous, as if she was the one who was wrong.

What more can she say?
"Su Yaoyang, I don't want to quarrel with you. I'm tired. If you let me go, I will burn incense for you and remember your kindness forever..."

Her almost begging attitude made him frown. He looked at her coldly, and started the car without saying a word.

This time, he drove very steadily, not so fast, and Yihuan's heart gradually calmed down.
She was very tired, and she hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time. At that time, when she was beside Tang Jiyao, she still thought that she might only see him in dreams again in this life. Now, he is so close, she But she felt that she was so far away from him that she couldn't see his emotions clearly, let alone his heart.

She didn't want to quarrel with him, and she didn't want to argue any more. She closed her eyes, leaned on the seat, and quietly closed her mouth.

Su Yaoyang saw that she didn't take off the band-aid anymore, so he was relieved and drove the car quietly.

When the car returned to Rose Manor, it was already two o'clock in the morning, and Chang Yihuan was sleeping peacefully on the passenger seat with a smile on his lips, as if he had some sweet dream.

Su Yaoyang looked at her in the dim light, but in just a week, she had lost so much weight, her palm-sized face now even had a pointed chin, making her eyes look bigger.

She was sleeping there with her head tilted, her long eyelashes curved upward into a beautiful arc, she was so clean and beautiful, so beautiful that he couldn't help but want to hold her in his arms.

The corners of her mouth moved, the bright red lips were like ripe cherries, he couldn't help but kiss them like this.

Chang Yihuan fell into a deep sleep, and vaguely felt something tickle around her mouth, but she didn't feel any discomfort, she just moved and fell asleep again.

Seeing her thick dark circles, Su Yaoyang couldn't help stretching out his hand, stroked her dark circles lightly, and asked her in a low voice, "Did you sleep well recently?"

His only answer was quiet breathing.

He gently picked her up and got out of the car.

Chang Yihuan, this time, I won't let you leave me again...

The Lantern Festival is already far away, the bone-chilling spring breeze is still blowing desperately, but the sun has risen warmly.

Su Yaoyang's private jet was flying in mid-air, when the first ray of sunlight shone through the glass into the cabin in the morning, Chang Yihuan was sleeping peacefully on Su Yaoyang's chest.

She is like a cute cat, snuggling tightly in Su Yaoyang's arms, and Su Yaoyang is holding her slender waist, looking at her sleeping face and smiling.

The first time I felt this sense of solidity came from her, just like the way Gu Manluo slept beside him many years ago.

Su Yaoyang narrowed his eyes, he couldn't even tell who was sleeping next to him.

He looked at her pursed red lips, and couldn't help but kiss her, "Yihuan, Chang Yihuan, you are mine, you can only be mine..."

Chang Yihuan saw his handsome face while half asleep and half awake, and suddenly smiled, "Su Yaoyang, are you Su Yaoyang?"

"This must be in a dream. He has never been so gentle. I must be dreaming."

She tilted her head, and then fell asleep again. He had already applied medicine for the wound on her neck. Looking at the scars on her body that had not completely disappeared, he put his lips together and kissed every tiny scar.

It was the last time, when Ah Tu said he had an affair with her, he left it when he hit her. He knew that his hands were heavy that time, but the words of apology rolled down his lips several times, and he swallowed them back abruptly.

Four hours later, Su Yaoyang's private plane stopped in front of a row of wooden houses. The wind blown by the propellers blew away the green grass on the ground.

"Where is this?" Strange city, strange building, the only familiar thing is the smell of Bulgari men's perfume around.

She doesn't know where it is, but with him here, she feels at ease.

Su Yaoyang looked at her, pointed to his lips, "If you kiss me, I can consider telling you."

But she turned her face away, "No, I'd rather not know where it is!"

He smiled slightly, his eyes full of pampering, "Do you really want to know? This is a place where some people can't come even in their dreams..."

Chang Yihuan thought for a while, then looked at him, "You are so tall, I can't reach it, this is obviously bullying me, okay?"

Although she was angry at him for hurting her, but thinking about it from his point of view, Tang Jiyao's territory can only be obtained by using her two people. If it wasn't for him, maybe she is still staying with Tang Jiyao now.

Since Su Yaoyang was able to single-handedly break into Tang's house at night to save her, does it mean that she already holds a very important position in his heart?
Moreover, he slept with her in his arms last night, and that kind of embrace made her feel at ease.

Forget it, all the past is over, I have been living in the past, and there will never be a future.

She stood on her tiptoes and raised her face to look at him, "Su Yaoyang, do you ever... like... more than me?"

(End of this chapter)