The domineering president's cute wife

"I"

Leng Xiaoyao was speechless, originally she wanted to reject him directly, even if they were married, had a relationship, and had children, so what, they have nothing to do with each other now, why should he say to let himself To stay or to stay? !
But listening to his pleading voice and expectant expression, his throat seemed to be blocked by cotton, but he couldn't say the words of refusal.

"I promise, I will never touch you without your consent, okay? I just want you to stay with me for one night, that's all."

Han Chenyu saw that Leng Xiaoyao didn't reject him immediately, a flame of hope ignited in his heart, and he quickly struck while the iron was hot.

He knew that Xiao Yao was actually very soft-hearted and kind, as long as he begged her sincerely, she would definitely agree.

"You really don't touch me? Did you lie to me?"

Leng Xiaoyao turned around, looked at Han Tianhao fixedly, and asked.

"I swear, as long as you don't want to, I will never touch you!"

Han Chenyu raised his right hand and swore swearingly.

"Okay, I'll forcefully believe you this time, but what about my daddy and mommy?"

Leng Xiaoyao was still very worried, wondering what her father and mother would do if they found out.

"It's simple, just ask Xiaohao to call and tell you to go to Wenbo and Lulu's to play?"

Han Chenyu had already thought about it, and said it without hesitation.

"Isn't that good? How can I lie to them?"

Leng Xiaoyao still felt something was wrong, so he hesitated and said.

"Then they trick you into going on a blind date with another man? They know you are my woman, but they still want you to marry another man!"

Han Chenyu was extremely disdainful of the behavior of his father-in-law and parents.

Yes, he knew that he had hurt Xiao Yao's heart before, but at the Tang family banquet, didn't he kneel down to them, asking them to forgive him, and expressing his determination to pursue Xiao Yao again?Why are they still beating mandarin ducks like this?
"This... Oh, I don't know either! It's up to you!"

Leng Xiaoyao couldn't think of a reason to argue, so she just shrank back and didn't think about it.

Because she found that she had unconsciously had a very different feeling towards Han Chenyu. That feeling was very familiar and warm, which made her want to get closer involuntarily. When it was blurred, she always heard someone saying: follow own heart
"That means you promised me?!"

Han Chenyu hugged Leng Xiaoyao excitedly and turned around in circles.

"Ah! You let me down!"

Caught off guard, Leng Xiaoyao was hugged by Han Chenyu and spun around in the air, feeling extremely dizzy.

"Xiao Yao, I'm really happy that you are willing to stay, let me be close to you, and open your heart to me."

After Han Chenyu finished speaking affectionately, he couldn't help but lowered his head, and kissed those bright lips.

"Ahhh."

Leng Xiaoyao struggled shyly, but it turned out to be futile in the end.

Gradually, the temperature between the two became higher and higher and warmer.

After a long time, Han Chenyu slowly let go of Leng Xiaoyao and pressed her forehead, "Xiao Yao, do you like me to kiss you like this?"

"like"

Leng Xiaoyao blushed with shame, lowered her head, and answered in a low voice.

"I can't hear you, do you like it?"

I don't know if Han Chenyu didn't hear it or didn't hear it clearly, so he asked again.

"Like it!"

Leng Xiaoyao roared at the top of his throat.

Whatever it is, be ashamed if you are ashamed, this man was also your man before, wasn't he?
"It's fine if you like it, hehe"

Han Chenyu kept laughing happily, and Hunyuan's laughter echoed in the room.

"That. Do you think I'm shameless?"

Leng Xiaoyao asked anxiously, wringing her fingers.

In her current memory, she met this "ex-husband" only a few times, and was kissed by him almost every time, but the strange thing is, apart from the initial repulsion and disgust, slowly Not only will I not hate it, but I even like it a little bit.

Such feelings came so violently that she couldn't believe it herself.

"I like that you are shameless in front of me. You used to be so "shameless", but I love it so much!"

Han Chenyu scratched her nose dotingly, and smiled.

"Han Chenyu, my feelings for you are really contradictory and strange. When I first saw you, I was scared and resisted. But later, I heard your helpless and sad voice, and saw your lonely back. , I will feel pain in my heart, I can’t breathe because of the pain, I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I am very distressed, I really want to think about our past, but every time it doesn’t work.”

Leng Xiaoyao took a deep breath, and honestly expressed her true feelings for him buried in her heart.

"Silly little demon, I admit that I have done too much to you and hurt you before, which caused you to choose to forget me, but I am sure that you must still love me, because our hearts have Responsive, you touch my heart, did you hear it beating "plop, plop" for you?"

Han Chenyu held Leng Xiaoyao's hand and placed it on his chest, letting her fingertips feel his heart beating.

"Did you really dance for me? Did we really love each other very much before?"

Leng Xiaoyao could really feel the violent heartbeat coming from her fingertips, and her own heart seemed to be beating rapidly as if sensing it.

"I, Han Chenyu, only live for you Leng Xiaoyao."

Han Chenyu stroked Leng Xiaoyao's face with his left hand.

"Why do you have so many scars on your hands?!"

Leng Xiaoyao felt the bumpy touch on his face, pulled his hand down and took a look, and suddenly gasped in shock.

On the wide and thick palm, there are densely packed, irregular scars of different sizes, like ugly centipedes.

"This is the price I paid for hurting you. It's nothing. Even if I die, I'm willing."

Han Chenyu smiled, and gazed at Leng Xiaoyao tenderly.

"Why? Why do you hurt yourself so much? Does it still hurt?"

Leng Xiaoyao didn't know why, her eyes suddenly became moist, and she gently stroked the scar on Han Chenyu's palm, she asked choked up.

"Don't cry, my dear, I just can't use my strength with this hand. Besides, this little pain is nothing compared to the pain I made you suffer at the beginning."

Han Chenyu slowly kissed away the crystal tears falling from her eyes, comforting her.

"What? I can't use my strength anymore?! It means this hand is useless?"

Leng Xiaoyao asked back as if she couldn't believe it, and her tears became more and more violent.

"It's all my fault, I shouldn't have said these things, stop crying, it's all my fault"

Seeing that she was crying more and more, Han Chenyu was in a hurry, so he had to hug her to the bed and comfort her.

"Ohh Ohh ohh"

Leng Xiaoyao just cried, a part of her heart was sour, astringent, bitter, as if it had been hollowed out.

"Don't cry, baby, how about I sing a song for you?"

Han Chenyu really had no choice but to open his throat and sing to coax her.

"I am willing, really willing, to give everything, and to protect you together, time continues to pass, please remember how much I love you. I just love you, love you, never leave, don't care, how many winds and rains along the way, I just love you, love you, put it in your palm, and give you all the brilliant happiness."

Affectionate and gentle, focused and fiery.

Gradually, Leng Xiaoyao really stopped crying and was completely immersed in Han Chenyu's gentle singing.

How can he sing so well? !And he sang the song of his favorite male singer!
"Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa"

After Han Chenyu finished singing, Leng Xiaoyao couldn't help clapping her hands.

"You sing so well!"

"I'm only singing for you."

Han Chenyu said nastyly.

"Can you stop talking to me in such a nasty tone, I have goosebumps all over the floor."

Leng Xiaoyao rubbed her shoulder exaggeratedly.

"Are you still crying now?"

Han Chenyu only cared about her emotions.

"Stop crying, I want to visit my son, and take a look at the room I used to live in."

Leng Xiaoyao waved her hand and walked out of the room first.

Han Chenyu hurriedly followed, he changed his focus now, he hoped that the little demon would just remember the good times they had before, without the sadness and crying behind.

Because he only wants him to laugh, and only wants her to be happy.

"This is.?"

Leng Xiaoyao stood in front of Mrs. Han's portrait, looking up.

"She's my mommy, your mother-in-law."

While answering, Han Chenyu carefully observed Leng Xiaoyao's expression, fearing that she would recall some bad memories.

"Oh, how did Mommy die?"

Leng Xiaoyao continued to ask.

"This... I'll tell you later, aren't you going to find your son and visit the villa?"

Han Chenyu avoided the subject.

"Okay, then you have to tell me later!"

Leng Xiaoyao did not forget to tell Han Chenyu.

"Um"

Han Chenyu responded and took her away.

Mommy, when the little demon regains her memory, or when she becomes your daughter-in-law again, I will bring her to your grave to pay homage to you.

Han Chenyu found Han Tianhao and asked him to call and tell Lengfeng and his wife that they had gone to Pei Menglu's house. Sure enough, Lengfeng and his wife didn't have the slightest doubt, they just kept asking how they felt about Wang Jun, but Leng Xiaoyao perfunctory them and finally hung up On the phone, Han Chenyu personally cooked a "Manchu Banquet" for the mother and son, and the two were salivating.

Han Tianhao has always known that Daddy's dishes are delicious, but the amnesiac Leng Xiaoyao didn't know, she thought Han Chenyu was bragging, but she bit her tongue down because it was so delicious!
"belch"

"belch"

Leng Xiaoyao and Han Tianhao burped on the sofa full of wine and food, still relishing the delicious taste, and didn't even feel any discomfort on the "unfamiliar" sofa at all.

"Are you full?"

Han Chenyu held a plate of fruit, put it in front of Leng Xiaoyao, and fed her an apple.