Romance is the only favorite: the story of the domineering president kissing his wife

Chapter 277
Li You was facing him sideways, with a look of tiredness on his porcelain-white face, his breathing was even and long, his chest rose and fell slightly, as if he was in a deep sleep.

Cheng Yiqian didn't make a sound to wake her up. He stared at her for a while, then looked away, raised his hand to open the window on his side, let the fresh and smooth air enter the car, and then sat silently in the driver's seat , Thinking back to the conversation with Rika along the way just now.

It seems that after returning to the country, it will be difficult for him to grasp what she cares about, and he will no longer be able to see through her at a glance like before.

Probably because the past Li Yu was so easy to guess, at that time she only had him in her eyes, and wherever he went, her eyes would follow there, there was no need to guess at all.

But now Li You doesn't care about him anymore, he guessed all the way in his mind, but he couldn't figure out why she didn't want to mention what happened last night, if he bullied her too much, she could scold him.

Although the former Liyu was very concerned about him, but at the same time he was not afraid of him, and spoke directly. If he disagreed with something or suffered a verbal disadvantage from him, he would always open his claws and scratch back. If he sees him angry, he will play tricks to curry favor with him again, no matter what, he will act recklessly like the wind, and will never hold back.

But now he asked again and again and gave her many opportunities, but she kept insisting on that answer.

Cheng Yiqian leaned his elbows on the edge of the car window, frowned, and felt more and more annoyed the more he thought about it, he casually touched the center console box, took out a box of cigarettes and a lighter, shook out a cigarette from the box, and put it in the box. mouth, he raised the lighter, ready to light it.

As soon as he pressed the lighter, before handing over the cigarette butt, he suddenly paused, glanced at Li Yu who was still sleeping next to him, then stuck the cigarette out the window and lit it.

He didn't want to light a cigarette in the car because he was worried that the smell of smoke would wake Rika, but because the location was right along the wind direction, the wind was relatively strong today, and every time he lit the fire, he was extinguished by the wind. Tried a few times and couldn't get it to work.

After Cheng Yiqian gave up lighting and threw the cigarettes back into the armrest box, the wind blew into the car and lifted Liyou's long lock of hair hanging on his chest.

The neck was not covered for a while, and the traces of last night's affair directly broke into Cheng Yiqian's eyes.

Cheng Yiqian's pupils suddenly constricted, and he stretched out his hand almost immediately to hold the long hair that was about to fall back because of the passing wind. He leaned forward and looked carefully.

There was an extremely abrupt purple-red hickey on that piece of white skin, and there were some bruises around it.

Cheng Yiqian's whole body trembled, his fingertips trembled, and they landed on Liyou's loose Korean-style T-shirt, as if afraid of disturbing her who was sleeping, he gently pulled it down to the side.

Then, he saw marks that were very different from the hickey marks on his neck, scattered scattered on Li Yu's shoulders, like plum blossoms blooming in the snow.

Li Yu is the only woman he has identified in his life, and deep in his heart, Li Yu is his real wife, so he has no thought of avoiding suspicion, he directly lifts her clothes, and immediately saw a horrifying scene.

Li Yu's upper body was almost either hickey marks or bruises, such ambiguous marks lingered all the way to the edge of her jeans, and even half of some marks were covered under the edge of the pants.

Cheng Yiqian was stunned on the spot, looking at the marks he had branded on Liyou's body, his eyes changed several times, joy, annoyance, distress... Many emotions that could not be expressed in words exploded in his heart, intersected, and froze his mind. breathe.

(End of this chapter)