Tired ABO

It is a very light perfume smell except for the smell of wine.

It was so weak that Chu Yan took two uncontrollable sniffs before he could confirm that it was Gabrielle?el. Yi Yao often used this perfume when he was filming with Yi Yao.

After Chu Yan finished speaking, he half propped himself up and backed away, his emotions written all over his face.

"Huh?" Suiyu said lazily, raised his forehead and raised his eyes. Seeing Chu Yan's wrinkled nose in disdain, he smiled, put his arms around him and sat on his lap.

Vanilla was still nestled on Suiyu's lap, frightened by Suiyu's sudden movement, she thumped and jumped to the ground quickly, then turned her head, looking at the two of them with round blue eyes, and whispered "meow" , scratching Suiyu's trousers with his front paws, obviously annoyed.

It is exactly the same as someone sitting on Suiyu's lap now.

Chu Yan put his hand on Suiyu's chest to stop him from approaching.

Suiyu chuckled, straightened up, raised his hand under Chu Yan's gaze, slowly pulled down his tie, unbuttoned it, took off his coat and threw it aside.

Chu Yan looked sideways at the jacket that fell to Suiyu's feet, he couldn't hold back, his dangling legs struggled to the ground, and kicked the jacket.

But he couldn't kick far.

He was instantly annoyed.

Suiyu couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Chu Yan stared fiercely.

Suiyu has always disliked the smell of perfume. Chu Yan didn't dare to think about the person who was allowed to approach him and cross the safe distance between people, and even left the smell of perfume on his clothes. He held his breath in his chest, Boredom made him panic.

Suiyu was still laughing, he reached out to touch Chu Yan's head, but Chu Yan slapped him away, "Don't laugh!"

Accompanied by Chu Yan's words, there was a crisp sound, and the two looked at each other, both startled.

Chu Yan pursed his lips and looked at Suiyu stubbornly, with an arrogant look of refusing to admit his mistake.

"What's going on?" Suiyu wanted to laugh, rubbed his fingers against the tip of Chu Yan's nose, lowered his head, touched Chu Yan's forehead with his lips softly, and softly comforted the kitten in his arms who suddenly lost his temper.

Chu Yan wrinkled his nose, full of soreness, he choked, "You stink!"

Suiyu thought it was because he was still blaming him for the smell of alcohol, so he smiled helplessly, "Good boy, I'll be home soon." He made up his mind to change his clothes after returning home.

Chu Yan knew that Suiyu hadn't noticed the smell of perfume, probably because the sensitivity of his sense of smell had decreased after drinking.

"Where did you go tonight?" He asked suddenly.

Sui Yu stroked the hand on his back for a moment, and looked at him suspiciously.

Chu Yan was a little uncomfortable, and turned his eyes slightly, trying to avoid his sight.

This was the first time Chu Yan asked about Suiyu's itinerary, and he didn't feel it was right after he asked. It was too late to take it back, and he subconsciously felt that Suiyu would not tell him.

"The Su family has a banquet tonight." Unexpectedly, Suiyu explained with a smile.

It's Su Qing's birthday today, and he is in Shucheng this time, so he was asked to come over after receiving the invitation.

He originally wanted to take Chu Yan to meet him, but Su Qing had never met Chu Yan before.

But Chu Yan made a temporary decision to go to Lianyun's invitation in the afternoon, and he looked like he really wanted to go.

So he didn't mention it because of Chu Yan.

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it in an instant, he obediently said "Oh", and his mood seemed to stabilize all of a sudden.

The two returned to Nanqiao's home, Suiyu went upstairs to take a bath, Chu Yan ran to the kitchen to make Suiyu honey water, by accident, he took out his mobile phone and searched for news about Su's dinner.

He guessed right, today is Su Qing's birthday.

Chu Yan curled his lips, presumably the perfume on Suiyu's clothes should be Su Qing's, but he didn't think at all at this moment that Gabrielle?e was a women's perfume.

Suiyu suddenly had to fly to England the next day.

After Chu Yan found out, he ran back and forth between the cloakroom and the bedroom.

After talking on the phone, Suiyu opened the door and came in, looking at the open small suitcases piled on the floor of the bedroom, and other messy things piled on top of the tidied clothes, he smiled helplessly, "Chuchu."

Chu Yan was coming out of the cloakroom with a tie in his hand when he heard Sui Yu call him.

He stopped, and the tie was hidden behind him unconsciously. He met Sui Yu's gaze, pursed his lips, and moved silently.

Suiyu looked at the obviously unhappy person, reached out and pulled the hand behind Chu Yan's back, and took out the blue and white striped tie from his fisted palm.

Suiyu hugged him, kissed his hair, "I'll be back soon."

Chu Yan's estrus/estrus period is really delayed this time, Suiyu originally planned to wait until Chu Yan's estrus/estrus period passed before leaving, but it didn't come for a long time, and Suifan couldn't wait to urge Suiyu.

Chu Yan didn't say a word, his fingers grabbed the corner of Suiyu's shirt, and his finger bones turned white from the tension.

Suiyu pulled him and squatted in front of the suitcase, and slowly picked up the useless things that Chu Yan threw in and put them aside.

It was obvious that Chu Yan had prepared the luggage for him, but in the end he tried to make trouble to attract his attention, which made Suiyu realize again that he was unhappy.

When Suiyu left, Chu Yan was sleeping in the bedroom. He heard the sound of the bedroom door slowly closing, his eyes were sore and astringent uncontrollably, and crystal mist formed in his eye sockets.

He hates Suiyu, so he wants to leave at this time.

When Deng Jun contacted Chu Yan, it was already late at night. Chu Yan just woke up, and the back of his neck was very hot. He fumbled for the phone and picked it up, "Hello~" in a hoarse voice.

Deng Jun couldn't care less about hearing what was wrong with Chu Yan's voice, "Ayan, don't read Weibo for the next two days, I'll let Tang come over to you later, don't sleep yet." Deng Jun spoke very fast quick.

Chu Yan's mind gradually became clear. He rubbed his eyes and turned around, buried in Suiyu's pillow, and said lazily, "What's wrong."

Deng Jun didn't have time to explain, and reminded him again that Tang would hang up after opening the door.

As soon as he hung up, Tang came in from the phone.

"Brother Yan, I'm outside the door." Tang Cong spoke calmly, as if he had been waiting outside for a long time.

Chu Yan frowned suspiciously, and went downstairs to open the door for him.

"What are you doing?" Chu Yan looked at Tang Cong.

Tang Cong held two big bags of things in his hand, "I miss you." He smiled at Chu Yan.

Uglier than crying, such a bad lie.

Chu Yan glanced at him, took out his phone and was about to switch to the Weibo interface.

The shopping bag fell to the ground with a thud, and the vanilla squatting at Chu Yan's feet exploded, grabbing Chu Yan's trousers and about to climb up.

Tang Cong directly intercepted the mobile phone that Chu Yan was holding.

Chu Yan glanced at him.

Tang Cong held his hands in the air, his expression looked like he was about to cry, "Brother Yan, don't look."

Chu Yan leaned over to pick up Xiangcao, and walked towards the living room without saying a word.

The soup never managed to fall to the ground, and all the fruits and vegetables that rolled out followed Chu Yan step by step, his face full of entanglement and helplessness.

Chu Yan clicked on Weibo, and the first few hot searches had nothing to do with him. He was about to speak, reprimanding Tang Cong and the others for their illness, when his downward gaze suddenly stopped.

Several following marketing accounts sent messages at the same time. Chu Yan glanced over and vaguely saw the word "Sui Zong", and was about to continue reading when Tang Cong snatched the phone.

Tang Cong started to act ruthlessly and quickly this time, and Chu Yan's mobile phone was taken away in a daze.

Tang gritted his teeth and pressed the phone to his back.

"Tang Cong." Chu Yan was already unhappy, lowered his voice, and said coldly.

"Brother Yan, don't look." Tang Cong shook his head, the same sentence.

Chu Yan had already guessed that this time it was related to Yu, he got up suddenly, and the vanilla lying on his lap was disturbed and jumped down.

"A netizen took a picture of Sui Zong walking with others and posted it on Weibo, and the marketing account found out, so..." Tang Cong narrated briefly.

Things are far more troublesome than he said.

The one traveling with Suiyu is a model who is well-known abroad and has a beautiful appearance. The two were photographed at Shucheng Airport, and then they were photographed in the UK. The most important thing is that the last photo was circulated , the model Sunny held Suiyu's arm, and stood in front of a man and woman who came to pick up the plane. The man's face that had been touched by the years was still handsome and gentle, which was five points similar to Suiyu.

For a while, the major marketing accounts were rushing to tell each other, regardless of the good night, working overtime one after another to publish one draft after another.

When Deng Jun and Tang Cong found out, Chu Yan had already been implicated.

No, it shouldn't have been implicated, but Chu Yan was mentioned from the very beginning.

Chu Yan and Sui Yu's love affair has always attracted people's attention, but suddenly it was revealed that Chu Yan's boyfriend from outside the circle brought a woman who was suspected to be his fiancee to meet the parents, it was like a bomb being dropped.

Whether you are a fan, a cp fan, or a passer-by, it is a joy to come in and eat melons when you see them.

Chu Yan's fan group exploded even more. The big fan who took the lead could still maintain his rationality and organized anti-criminal activities, but the cp fans of the two were panicked and at a loss.

Tang Cong was halfway through talking, and when he got stuck and didn't know whether to continue, Chu Yan had already taken back his phone and clicked on Weibo.

The photos posted above were even more unbearable for Chu Yan than what Tang Cong described.

Chu Yan stared closely at the photo of Suiyu being held by someone's arm. The photo was obviously taken secretly from the side. Suiyu only showed half of his face, and he couldn't see his emotions. On the side, he had long hair hanging like Suiyu. The woman smiled flamboyantly, looking at Suiyu's brown pupils that were amazingly bright.

Veins protruded from the back of Chu Yan's hands. He firmly restrained his urge to jump violently, and asked Tang Cong in a low voice, "When did it happen?"

Tang Cong looked at Chu Yan worriedly, "Two hours ago."

Chu Yan suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and sneered, counting the time, Suiyu had just arrived there two hours ago, and the speed of the explosion was really fast enough.

He recognized the middle-aged man as Sui Fan, Sui Yu's "fake death" Alpha father who hadn't shown his face for 28 years.

The marketing account said that the two left on the same plane from Shucheng. At this time, something clearly flashed through Chu Yan's mind. He opened the search engine leisurely and re-searched for Su Qing's birthday dinner last night.

This time the patience was turned to the end. In a photo of people drinking and drinking together, Chu Yan found Suiyu standing in an inconspicuous corner but still conspicuous.

Sure enough, standing next to him was the Miss Sunny who was on the same search as him.

And the protagonist of the banquet, Su Qing who just finished his opening speech standing on the high platform, is holding a goblet sideways and clinking glasses with Suiyu from a distance away.

Chu Yan sneered, and finally figured out who was the owner of the Gabrielle?e perfume that made him panic and disgusted.

He got up suddenly, and what moved with him was the mobile phone he was holding in his hand.

The phone fell to the ground with the screen facing down, and the sound of tearing was piercing and sharp in the quiet room.

Tang Cong stared at Chu Yan in panic.

Chu Yan's face was calm. If it wasn't for the bright red blood dripping from the naturally hanging hand, Tang Cong would be willing to believe that nothing happened to Chu Yan.

Chu Yan picked up the last piece of screen debris, wrapped it in a paper towel slowly and threw it into the trash can.

Then he picked up Vanilla who was frightened and kept meowing non-stop at his feet. Regardless of the red blood rubbing against Vanilla's milky white hair, he turned to look at Tang Cong.

The voice was the same as always, "Why are you standing there, go drive."