In the living room, only Cheng Anran and Tang Yiyu are left.

Tang Yiyu leaned against the wall. His shirt was pulled to his elbow. The button of his collar was opened several times. He tilted his head slightly and took the hormone that impacted people in the night: "no one should come now. Do you want to continue?"

Cheng Anran breathed and had to say that Tang Yiyu was very charming at this time.

Deep eyes, smiling lips, even the slightly tilted head and strands of hair are attractive.

Cheng Anran subconsciously stepped back and bit her lip to wake herself up: "stop it, I'll cook noodles for you."

When she finished, she wanted to wipe the kitchen from Tang Yiyu, but Tang Yiyu stretched out her long arm and grabbed it in her arms.

Cheng Anran turned his back to him, and his ears turned red. "Hey, I'm serious. I really can't."

Tang Yiyu's voice was a little dumb and kissed her hair: "I know I can't. I don't intend to do anything by force. I just want to hug you and kiss you again."

Tonight's deep affection seems to have not enough aftertaste. He feels that his body is still on fire and can't be extinguished.

It's not the fire of flesh, but the soul. Because of her, the fire of love can't dissipate.

Cheng Anran felt that he rubbed his neck and rubbed his ears and temples. His voice was soft: "sticky, are you a dog, rubbing all the time?"

Tang Yiyu: "Wang."

Cheng Anran: "

This guy is really crazy tonight.

Tang Yiyu doesn't deny that he is crazy. He is crazy and happy.

He found the lost treasure, his wife and the best future he had ever imagined. It's too precious, isn't it? It's so precious that everyone has to go crazy.

Cheng Anran also understands his madness.

He has been pressing for too long. In fact, he has always wanted to say that he wants to go home with him, find himself and remarry. Needless to say, these are shown in his eyes and in his actions, but he has to press desperately for fear that if he says something wrong, it will become a kind of injury.

Cheng Anran's heart tingled slightly.

They used to be so close. They used to go both ways, but they became cautious.

Cheng Anran stretched out her hand and gently rubbed his cheek: "Yiyu."

Tang Yiyu: "well, an ran, I'm here."

Cheng Anran: "will you promise me one thing?"

Tang Yiyu immediately said, "I promise you, I will never do anything to hurt you or leave you."

Cheng Anran: "I'm not talking about this. Promise me another thing."

Tang Yiyu: "OK, I promise everything you say. Don't say one, 100, 1000, 10000. Ranran let me do it, and I'll do it."

Hearing the familiar and intimate address, Cheng Anran's smile is sweeter and more determined to say what she wants to say.

Cheng Anran: "promise me, don't always be so careful when you talk to me in the future. Since I said I want you to take me home, all the things we separated will turn over. I don't want you to talk to me in that tone of self blame and caution. We used to be close, didn't we? Love is equal. I pursued the equality of love at the beginning, and now it is the same."

She loves a person and doesn't want the other party to make up for herself with guilt.

Love is two-way, mutual is meaningful.

Tang Yiyu held her tighter: "silly Ranran, how good it is to make me jealous and guilty. In this way, I will be very good to you, hold you in the palm of my hand, owe you forever and take care of you forever."

After hearing this, Cheng Anran disdained and said, "it seems that only by selling miserably can I get your favor. Only by grasping your handle and making you feel owed can you take care of me forever. Is that what you mean?"

Tang Yiyu immediately retorted, "of course not. How can it be?"

Cheng Anran: "that's it. I'm confident that even without these guilt, you won't feel indebted to me all the time. You will be good to me, not only because you believe in your feelings for me, but also because you believe in your charm."

Finally, Cheng Anran pretended to be relaxed and naughty, which made Tang Yiyu laugh, kissed her cheek and spoiled her response: "well, Ranran in our family is the most charming. Women all over the world can't compare with you. I will only fall in love with you and fascinate you. I will only spoil you and give you the best."

Cheng Anran pulled his hand away and stared angrily: "all right, that's all for flattering. It's been an hour. The noodles haven't been made yet. Don't delay the designer's time. Go to the connection first and I'll cook the noodles."

Tang Yiyu's black eyes blinked: "thank you, wife."

Cheng Anran raised her eyebrows, didn't refute the title, and silently recognized it: "do you want to add a poached egg?"

Tang Yiyu: "be sure to add me a poached egg."

Both of them laughed and went to do their own things with a sweet and warm mood.

Language is really a powerful thing, and communication is the bridge of the soul.

Before this moment, there was no change in their feelings.

They know that they love each other and that they and each other can be together again sooner or later, but before they say it, it's like something must be pressed in their hearts.

Further inappropriate, take a step back, unwilling to pull so far and close.

But now that it's open, the two hearts seem to be suddenly closer. That kind of warmth flows between the hearts. I always feel that the two people are very close.

Soon, Tang Yiyu connected with the foreign designer and opened a video to learn how to repair the special crayon in each other's explanation.

After a while, Cheng Anran came over and said hello to the other party.

The other party was surprised to see her and chatted a few words. Some wanted to talk and asked, "haven't asked yet. This gentleman is yours..."

Cheng Anran glanced at Tang Yiyu and smiled: "he is my husband."

The opposite side was obviously surprised, because before that, he also knew that Fang Minghui had been chasing Cheng Anran, and at that time he vaguely knew that Cheng Anran was divorced.

Cheng Anran held Tang Yiyu's hand and smiled sweetly: "my misunderstanding with my ex husband has been solved, and now we are back together."

Opposite: "ah, that's right. Congratulations to an ran."

Cheng Anran nodded, "thank you."

The man looked at Cheng Anran and Tang Yiyu looking at each other. From their eyes, we can see that they really love each other.

Now he finally understands that no wonder there were many excellent people pursuing Cheng Anran, but Cheng Anran didn't have a trace of heart.

It turns out that she also has such a deep love for someone, but she has given it to someone.

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