My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

If missing is something that can be visualized, Tang Yiyu feels that her missing is a net. At this moment, she will want to spread the net in front of Cheng Anran and firmly cover the person under the net, so that she can no longer escape from her side.

A "long time no see" can't express all his emotions. He has too many words to tell her, but it doesn't matter now. He has suppressed all his desires and crazy feelings. At this moment, he wants to see her more and listen to her.

For two years, he never heard her voice again.

He thought he clearly remembered her voice, but the moment he saw her, his memory was blurred. He seemed to have forgotten her voice.

Cheng Anran took a shallow breath and didn't want Tang Yiyu to see that he was trying to keep calm.

She raised her glass as if she had practiced countless times. She gently raised her glass to him and smiled gracefully: "long time no see."

The drizzle fell rapidly outside, and neither of them spoke again.

There was a bit of noise at the ball, but both seemed to hear the sound of rain outside.

Such a drizzle, really good to hear, memory seems to return to a drizzly night.

Two people snuggle up and dance. Everything seems to happen yesterday.

The two men looked at each other with their eyes across the mask. The eyes were too complex to see through each other completely.

Tang Yiyu clenched his glass, rolled his Adam's apple again, and tried to open the topic: "are you..."

Just then, a voice suddenly came from the rostrum, interrupting Tang Yiyu's words.

Cheng Anran looked over there and put the wine glass on the messenger's dinner plate. She looked at Tang Yiyu again and said, "I'll go ahead first."

Tang Yiyu immediately said, "I'm with you."

Cheng Anran was a little embarrassed: "no, just stay here."

Seeing that his beloved and he had just said a few words and were about to leave, Tang Yiyu subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed Cheng Anran.

Cheng Anran only felt his skin hot, but he felt hot.

Was his temperature that high before? Why didn't she feel it before, or his previous temperature was so hot, but it took too long to forget.

Tang Yiyu's voice was a little hoarse: "Anran, don't go. Shall we talk?"

Cheng Anran looked at his eyes. His eyes were slightly sad and couldn't help laughing: "you let go. I promised Fang Minghui to dance. Let's wait until the dance is over."

Tang Yiyu was stunned when he heard this. He frowned and said subconsciously, "why do you want to dance with Fang Minghui?"

Cheng Anran blinked and suddenly felt that time was the best medicine. This sentence was probably right.

Time made Tang Yiyu's feelings less restrained and began to release. Now he grabbed his hand and showed a jealous expression, which made Cheng Anran feel at ease.

At this moment, the feeling of hesitation after returning home completely fell down. She felt that her blood began to boil again, her heart beat, and her whole body began to be active.

She took out her hand and smiled at Tang Yiyu: "because I have a cooperative relationship with Fang Minghui, of course I have to dance. Besides, I can dance with anyone I want, president Tang."

Then she lifted up her red skirt and left.

Tang Yiyu was stunned on the spot.

For a moment, it seemed that when the two people first met, she also publicized her beauty.

No, I shouldn't say that. In fact, she always publicizes her beauty. She is so beautiful that he is unconsciously attracted and deeply loved.

On the other side that Tang Yiyu can't see, Cheng Anran's smile on her lips is very bright.

She decided to change Tang Yiyu to chase herself this time.

Close to me, hug me, kiss me, all these need you to take the initiative. I won't take a step further to you. You have to do it this time.

You should also taste the taste of hard pursuit, so that I can consider accepting it again.

Cheng Anran is sure when she sees Tang Yiyu's unhappy face because she dances with Fang Minghui.

Tang Yiyu is not just talking on paper. He really loves himself and wants to chase himself.

But this is not what it used to be. This is different from the past, and she is not so easy to handle.

When she returned home this time, she was determined not to go.

One is for the bud.

Second, it is also to end with Tang Yiyu.

It can be the end of completely cutting off the idea of being together, or the end of lovesickness in the past two years.

When the applause broke out, Fang Minghui came to Cheng Anran wearing a mask and leaned down gentlemanly: "Cheng design, enjoy dancing."

Cheng Anran raised her skirt and smiled proudly: "president Fang, I'm happy to accompany you."

It was quiet all around, the band played, a beam of light hit the two people, and it was dark all around.

The two danced in the hazy light and shadow, and Tang Yiyu watched in the dark.

He kept frowning and jealous, but he knew he couldn't attack.

Cheng Anran is now free. Let alone dance with Fang Minghui, people can dance eight out of ten if they like.

He has to calm down. Jealousy and jealousy can't solve the problem.

Fang Minghui saw Tang Yiyu with a sharp eye.

After all, he is an old opponent. Tang Yiyu's height and figure are indeed much superior to others, so Fang Minghui saw each other at a glance.

Well, in fact, compared with these external factors, it is important to confirm whether the other party is Tang Yiyu or the aura spread by the other party, as if to strangle himself.

Fang Minghui raised her eyebrows and looked down at Cheng Anran: "have you spoken to me?"

Cheng Anran: "yes."

Fang Minghui: "what did you say?"

Cheng Anran: "just say hello and you'll come out."

Fang Minghui: "well, I think he's going to eat me. It's not like saying hello. It's like you've decided to remarry."

Cheng Anran was amused: "I'll step on your feet if you don't talk. Can you be serious?"

Fang Minghui also smiled: "that's not good. As soon as I'm serious, I feel that he's killing me with his eyes. Tut, it's really murderous. An ran, I think it's still dangerous for you to choose him. Do you want to reconsider me?"

Cheng Anran looked at him: "Fang Minghui, I didn't make it clear to you before I came back. Now I want to tell you that I was probably trapped by him. I was waiting for him when he didn't come. When he came, I would only choose him."

Fang Minghui glanced: "it's just his own business, isn't it? There's no other option."

Cheng Anran: "No."

Not from the beginning.

She hasn't wavered in the past two years.

Fang Minghui: "OK, at least... I lost to the same person."

In this way, I can only recognize it.

After all, no one can take Cheng Anran from him later, but no matter how hard she tries, she can't compare with the man named Tang Yiyu she fell in love with first.

Forget it, people say that first love always hurts. Their first love just comes late and ends a little late.