Chapter 79： Lover [One more] (For so many years, you have to make up for me...) (2/2)
”Is it because of light rain?”
In fact, Xie Yuan had already found him that night in Haicheng and explained everything clearly.
”It has nothing to do with Xiao Yu.”
At that time, I chose to leave, not all because of the little lives around me.
Jiang Manyi never had confidence in this relationship.
It's not that he is bad, but because he is so good, low self-esteem is with her from beginning to end.
At that time, Cheng Ye had already signed a contract with the company, and he was already well-known. His future... can really be expected.
But for her, her native family has limited her life. After so many years of singing in bars, she has not been able to sing well.
Perhaps, Jiang Xiaoyu next to her was just an opportunity for her to make up her mind to end this relationship.
He has a better future, and she can't hold him back.
”It has nothing to do with Xiaoyu.” Jiang Manyi choked his throat and said with difficulty: ”It's me, I want to leave you.”
Cheng Ye couldn't accept this sentence, and his face sank: ”Want to leave me?”
”Yeah, I want to leave...”
He sat at the table and was silent for a long time, his mouth curled up absurdly: ”Forget it, it's been so many years, there is no need to ask about it.”
”Yes, it's not necessary.” Jiang Manyi swallowed the sore throat with difficulty: ”Cheng Ye, we are all this age, there is nothing we can't let go of.”
He looked at her, his eyes clinging to her: ”Did you let me go?”
”What if you can't let go, where you are now...Do you still want to fall in love with me?”
”What kind of love.” Cheng Ye pulled her to his side and kissed her lips hard: ”I want to marry you.”
Jiang Manyi's pupils trembled, his eyes widened, and he looked at him in disbelief.
His lips were slightly cold, but the tip of his tongue was very hot, biting her fiercely, a bit stinging, she tried to refute with difficulty, all the words that had not been said were melted by him in this gentle and not gentle In the kiss.
Jiang Manyi tried to break away from him, but he held him tighter, his slender waist was held in his hand, and his hot and humid breath slapped her ears: ”For so many years, Manman...I want you to make up for me.”
Jiang Manyi melted completely, his slender eyelashes trembling slightly.
She took it out of Cheng Ye's left pocket... and bit it open.
...
”How many changes have been made in spring and autumn,
How much rugged and unchanging love,
How sorrowful you are in the crowd...”
The man hummed the ”Lover” tune and floated out of the bathroom.
Jiang Manyi lay on the table, holding his cheeks, looking at the cool food on the table, falling into the sage's time when his brain was empty.
There is no doubt that both she and him need such a thrilling ”hot bath” to wash away the dust and suffering of this half-life.
She can still remember his taste clearly, and it hasn't changed much from when she was young.
But in the time just now, she really felt that she was eighteen years old.
She did compensate him well, and all the reasonable and unreasonable requests that were very interesting to men were given to him.
The bathroom door opened a small slit, and he shouted, ”Long.”
”What do you need?” Jiang Manyi got up.
”you.”
”...”
”come on in.”
”To shut up.”
Jiang Manyi ignored him. She knew that this man's character was just a little rascal, even if he was a star now, he would be a bastard.
The more she accommodated him, the more he got worse.
Cheng Ye came out of the bathroom, naked, wiping his wet hair with a white towel, walked up to Jiang Manyi, leaned over and gave her a fragrant kiss.
”Our Manman is still as warm as ever, thank you.”
When he was young, he would also thank her every time it was over.
Compared to politeness, it is better to say that it is a compliment and praise to her.
”Who else have you said thank you?”
”No more.” Cheng Ye said with a smile: ”Someone gave me a seat on the bus, and I didn't say thank you.”
”Poverty.”
Cheng Ye hugged her on his lap, stepped his head into her neck and rubbed her like a dog.
She pushed his head away: ”How old are you.”
”Let me think about it... as if I just turned nineteen this year?”
Jiang Manyi smiled: ”Then you don't behave like you were nineteen.”
”It seems that Manman is not satisfied yet.” Cheng Ye said that he was restless again. Jiang Manyi pushed him away with a smile, and said repeatedly: ”No, I'm talking nonsense. Our brother is very good.”
When Cheng Ye heard her calling him ”brother”, a trace of sentiment passed through her heart and said softly in her ear: ”If you are satisfied, just marry your brother?”
”Don't make such a joke with me.” Jiang Manyi's smile faded.
Cheng Ye looked at her: ”I have made a lot of jokes with you, but I am as sincere as I was twenty years ago on this one thing.”
Before Jiang Manyi had time to speak, suddenly, the sound of turning the doorway came from the door.
Seeing the light in the room, Jiang Yu kicked away the shoes on his feet and entered the room--
”Mom, you are at home, didn't you say you have to work overtime.”
Jiang Manyi bounced off Cheng Ye like a spring, standing stiffly by the wall, ”Xiaoyu! You... why are you back?”
Cheng Ye sat on the sofa with only a white bath towel on his upper body.
Even the countless concerts of ten thousand people have never had a moment, making him so at a loss, and beckoning to her with a strong smile: ”Baby, Dad is home.”
Jiang Yu twitched his mouth and moved away. Behind him was Xie Yuan, who was carrying two bags of vegetables and cooked food.
”I ran into Uncle Xie outside of school and said to come and sit... sit down.”