Yang Yitian raised his thick eyebrows, looked up at Jiang Xinyao's beautiful eyes that were as cold as frost, and said lightly: "I know your mood is very troubled now, but you can't solve any problems by escaping. Go and change your wet clothes first. Let's sit down and have a good talk!"

Jiang Xinyao's icy eyes drooped slightly, she turned and walked to the attic, but just as she took a step, a burst of tearing pain came instantly, her heels softened and she almost fell to the ground, but fortunately Yang Yitian hurriedly supported her.

"It's okay, slow down!" Yang Yitian's tone was extremely concerned, and he felt the tenderness in his eyes intimately, Jiang Xinyao was briefly confused, and didn't push him away for a while.

Jiang Xinyao shyly turned her head away, not daring to look into Yang Yitian's eyes, and said in a complicated voice: "I'm fine, let me go."

"I'll carry you up!" Yang Yitian said, not giving Jiang Xinyao a chance to refuse, he hugged her body with the princess and walked slowly to the attic.

"No need." Jiang Xinyao's beautiful eyes were tangled, and her body struggled slightly, but Yang Yitian hugged her very tightly, giving her no chance to break free at all.

"I'm actually very clear about what happened last night. If you just felt guilty about me, you don't have to do that at all." Jiang Xinyao no longer struggled, lying in Yang Yitian's firm arms, her lips tightly pressed together. Although she was in a daze last night , but there is still a sliver of reason, knowing that it is all on his own initiative.

Yang Yitian smiled and said nothing, carried Jiang Xinyao into her room, and gently put her on the bed.

"I'll wait for you outside, call me when you change your clothes." Yang Yitian didn't stay long, and didn't look at Jiang Xinyao's boudoir, he went out and closed the door.

Sitting quietly on the bed, Jiang Xinyao lightly clenched her fists, her heart was extremely depressed, she didn't know what identity she should use to face Yang Yitian in the future, especially the words 'I will be responsible', which made her frozen heart The long-awaited heart slowly melted away.

"But, you don't love me, do you?" Jiang Xinyao closed her beautiful eyes, and a sense of sadness welled up in her heart. She knew very well that the reason why Yang Yitian was responsible for herself was not because of love at all, but because of desire. Make up for the guilt.

Outside the door, Yang Yitian leaned his back against the wall, his deep eyes were slightly sunken, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, Yang Yitian sighed lightly, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It is useless to think about the matter so far, he will give Jiang Xinyao a perfect explanation.

Twenty minutes later, Jiang Xinyao came out of the room. With her tall and slender body, she put on a bohemian dress. Her delicate and glamorous face was still stunning and beautiful without makeup, and it was more beautiful than usual. A touch of real femininity.

Noticing Yang Yitian's gaze, Jiang Xinyao's thoughts froze for a moment, and then her cheeks turned pink, and Weeping Willow dared not look at him with her head down.

"Your blush is better than the sky." At this time, Yang Yitian smiled faintly.

Hearing his love words, Jiang Xinyao couldn't help but paused, never expecting him who is usually calm and stern to say such sweet words at this time, and said softly with a blushing face, "Thank you!"

"I made ginger soup, let me help you down!" Yang Yitian stepped forward, wanting to help Jiang Xinyao, but she took a step back to avoid it.

"I can walk by myself." Jiang Xinyao shook her forehead lightly, Yang Yitian raised her brows, but she didn't continue to force her, and followed her down the attic.

Yang Yitian entered the kitchen, brought out a serving of hot ginger soup, and said to Jiang Xinyao with a smile, "Drink it while it's hot, to warm your stomach."

Jiang Xinyao took the ginger soup hesitantly, opened her mouth and took a sip, followed by a warm current into her stomach, her beautiful eyes revealed a touch of complexity, the better and gentler Yang Yitian was to her, the deeper she was trapped.

"Last night." After a while of silence, Yang Yitian was about to say something, but Jiang Xinyao interrupted her, and said softly with red lips: "You don't need to say it, I know it all."

"No matter what the reason is, we have a skin-to-skin relationship, and I will be responsible for my actions." Yang Yitian said solemnly, but Jiang Xinyao's words made him not know what to say for a moment.

"Responsible? How do you want to be responsible and let me be with you? Do you really love me? Have you ever thought about whether this is fair to me?" Jiang Xinyao's sour voice was choked with sobs. She was right Yang Yitian has a crush on her, but she also has her own dignity, and she will never be with a man who doesn't love her.

Yang Yitian was silent, Jiang Xinyao was right, she didn't have any love for her, some just wanted to make up for it, it was very unfair to her.

"Give me some time." Yang Yitian took a deep breath and said, Jiang Xinyao not only donated bone marrow to save her younger sister Yang Xuan, but also took away her most precious thing as a woman last night. material can make up for.

"Heh, do you think it's a matter of time?" Jiang Xinyao smiled, but the smile on the red lips was full of desolation.

Seeing that Yang Yitian was silent, Jiang Xinyao wiped her wet eyes, Qiong's nose was sour and she continued: "From now on, you will be you, and I will be me. Let's treat what happened last night as a dream. Don't let the first The three of you know, especially Xiaoya, you can leave now."

"Okay!" Yang Yitian nodded heavily, glanced at Jiang Xinyao, and said in a low voice, "I hope we can still be friends in the future."

"I hope too." Jiang Xinyao smiled pitifully, Yang Yitian stopped talking, turned around and walked outside the sea view villa.

Looking at Yang Yitian's receding back, Jiang Xinyao bit her red lips tightly, struggling in her heart, and wanted to speak several times, but in the end she still didn't have the courage to speak out.

Hearing the sound of the car starting to leave, Jiang Xinyao couldn't hold back anymore, tears flowed down her cheeks, and she burst into tears. She hated, hated herself for being cowardly, hated herself for persevering, and even more hated that she dared not look directly into her heart. feelings.

Jiang Xinyao burst into tears, Yang Yitian didn't know about the rainy side of Lihua, he drove back to Jingshang Garden.

Li Ruihao, who was drinking tea on the small sofa in the living room, saw Yang Yitian's vicissitudes of face, and asked curiously: "Boss, where have you been, you haven't come back all night."

"There's something wrong." Yang Yitian smiled faintly, Li Ruihao was suspicious, sniffed his nose, then narrowed his eyes into a line, and said with a hey smile: "No, boss, why do you have the unique fragrance of sister-in-law on you? Honestly, you have been here all night. Didn't come back, did you sneak that with your sister-in-law?"

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