Fall in love with kissing you

But he didn't want to make a conclusion too early. He waited for the exact information and struggled in his heart.

If the information in black and white proves his wild conjectures, what should he do?

For a moment, he didn't want to see the information again.

The waiting time is always long. There is no messy sound in the quiet study, only the ticking sound of the wooden clock hanging high on the snow-white wall.

Bit by bit, it was like knocking on his heart.

In a moment, the prompt tone of the mobile phone rang again. Yan Siyuan looked at another document, his fingers swam in the air, and finally pressed it. Looking at the interpersonal relationships clearly listed above, I saw some names he didn't want to see here.

Chu Qing.

Yan Siyuan was stunned and sighed deeply. After all, he enlarged the area.

I also saw all the words above.

Li Aiwu is Chuqing's ex boyfriend.

Yan Siyuan curled up his fingers holding his mobile phone. His brain was empty for a moment, making him feel vaguely stuffy in his chest. The words on the screen also felt uncomfortable. Unconsciously, they pushed the mobile phone upside down on the table and made a lot of noise.

Frowning, he stood up from his chair.

His hands fell on his sides, and he relaxed and held them up again.

He closed his eyes, walked quickly to the window and opened all the windows at once. The wind suddenly poured in, mixed with the unique breath of the air, but he felt a moment of soberness.

He shouldn't be so rude.

Li Aiwu is just Chuqing's ex boyfriend. He is her present husband. Now, in the future, he will always be.

Yan Siyuan suppressed his stupid dissatisfaction and told her again and again that his mood was gradually calming down. He silently thought about what Li Aiwu said on the phone.

"Just out of friendship, I want to care about her..."

He doesn't think that the men and women who have separated still need the care of friends. Li Aiwu calls Chu Qing. Maybe he has some other ideas?

Anyway, Li Aiwu, he has an eye on him.

It's best not to make any small moves.

Yan Siyuan closed his lips tightly, and his eyes suddenly sank down with a trace of ruthlessness. After mastering his general information, Yan Siyuan cleaned up a little, folded the paper, raised his hand and threw it into the trash can, but thought about it and took it back. His eyes drifted and landed in the drawer on his left.

You can't throw it in the trash can. He's worried that Chuqing will see it. But he locked it in the drawer, but it seemed to add a heavy sense of guilt, which made him uncomfortable. Yan Siyuan paused and finally went to the shredder and threw all the paper in his hand into the gate of the shredder.

The small sound sounded, but in a moment, it turned into waste and disappeared.

Yan Siyuan sat on his desk for a while, processed some simple company documents, and didn't get up and go to the bathroom until eleven o'clock.

Wrapped in a bath towel and washed away his fatigue, Yan Siyuan only felt a lot easier. Gently push open the open bedroom door and follow the light at the head of the bed. The soft side of the bed sank instantaneously because of the weight of Yan Siyuan.

Chuqing, who had slept lightly, soon felt it. She even smelled the fragrance of the fresh shower gel and opened her eyes bleary. "What time is it?" she narrowed her eyes, looked at Yan Siyuan, who was lying opposite her, and asked softly. Because he didn't get enough sleep, the aggravated breath just sprayed on Yan Siyuan's face, which was warm and itchy.

This feeling made Yansi roll his throat.

He missed his body, looked at the mobile phone that had been placed on the side cabinet, and replied, "11:30." Yan Siyuan stretched out his arm, easily put Chu Qing in his arms, and asked, "did I wake you up? Go to sleep."

Chu Qing nodded, yawned, put her body closer to Yan Si, and obediently closed her eyes. However, sleepiness ran a lot. She was quiet for a while, opened her eyes again, looked up at Yan Siyuan, and found that he also opened his eyes and didn't fall asleep.

"What's the matter?" Chu Qing leaned out his hand from the quilt and shook it in front of Yan Siyuan. Just about to put it away, he caught it quickly and held it tightly.

He held her slender and delicate wrist, put it on her chest, and slowly said, "I can't sleep." Yan Siyuan said, turned his head and looked at Chu Qing, a posture slightly higher than her, so that he could better see her expression.

Her long soft hair spread down her small cheek and covered most of her face.

Only the curled eyelashes and the bridge of the nose were revealed.

Chu Qing gave a light hum. She just thought Yan Siyuan was worried about work, so she patted him on the chest and asked him not to worry too much.

Yan Siyuan answered and looked at Chu Qing's appearance and wanted to stop talking.

In fact, he wanted to ask her why Li Aiwu came to her... Why did they still have contact over such a long time? Chu Qing answered his phone and explained to him perfunctorily that he was just a friend. Does such a move represent

What else does Chu Qing have for Li Aiwu? Do they still want to be connected?

Yan Siyuan couldn't help thinking, and the more he thought, the deeper he fell.

He loosened Chu Qing's hand, looked at Chu Qing with a low eyebrow, and simply turned away. If you don't look at that face anymore, can you stop thinking? Yan Siyuan gave her such a simple explanation, but Chu Qing was puzzled.

She is not slow. Naturally, she can notice that Yan Siyuan has just changed his attitude towards her, but why? Because she just told him not to worry too much about his work?

Even Chuqing was amused by such an answer.

"Do you have something on your mind? You might as well say it." Chu Qing thought for a moment and murmured at his mountain like back.

The voice dropped, and it was obvious that his body was slightly stunned and stiff.

After a moment of silence, Yan Siyuan turned around again. He supported the mattress with one hand, half sat up and leaned against the bed. Chu Qing also sat up and looked at him.

With her back to the light, her warm yellow came from the rear and dyed her long black hair.

Chu Qing was pulled up by the corner, cleared her throat and said, "let's have a long talk." she tilted her head and pretended to be very serious.

"Well, OK." Yan Siyuan nodded. He thought about how to ask the exit, so that he would be less embarrassed or more euphemistic.