Mr. Yu, your wife has gone crazy after her rebirth.

After leaving the hospital, we finally stopped in front of a chic villa.

Yu Zhiyan opened the passenger door quietly and helped Jiang Youling get out of the car very carefully.

"Welcome back to Yanlan's home"

A pleasant mechanical ringtone rang out, and Yu Zhiyan's Adam's apple rolled slightly.

When Jiang Youling heard these words, an inexplicable feeling welled up in her heart.

She thought about it carefully and suddenly realized that this was a combination of their two names.

She stared at Yu Zhiyan, her eyes filled with sadness and sorrow, which made her silent for a moment, not knowing how to start.

Yu Zhiyan noticed the fluctuations in her heart and took the initiative to explain: "

"This home was prepared for you and me a long time ago. I thought I would spend the rest of my life here alone, but I didn't expect that it would finally meet its owner today."

Jiang Youling's heart seemed to collapse at his words. She immediately took a step forward, hugged Yu Zhiyan's waist tightly, and gently rubbed her head against his chest, saying softly:

"I'm sorry...thank you."

"Xiaoyi... Jiaojiao..."

His voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible, with a heavy nasal tone, revealing his deep fatigue and sadness.

Jiang Youling was stunned, a sour emotion welling up in her heart. She tried to break free from his arms and looked up at him, but he held her down tightly and she couldn't move.

The sour feeling surged into her heart like a tide, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Yu Zhiyan pursed his lips tightly, and suddenly pressed her against the entrance, hugging her tightly, his eyes slightly red, and his breathing a little hurried:

"You're really not going to disappear again, are you?"

The hot breath surrounded Jiang Youling's ears, and he whispered:

"Jiaojiao, I'm so tired, please don't leave me again..."

Jiang Youling's breathing suddenly stopped and her back stiffened instantly.

Her nose suddenly felt sour, an indescribable feeling, as if something was gathering in her throat, blocking it tightly and almost suffocating her.

She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the rising pain, but her voice still had a hint of muteness that was difficult to conceal:

"Well, no, I promise!"

She slowly stretched out her hand, her fingers pausing slightly in the air, and then gently covered his back.

As soon as she made contact, she could clearly feel the skin tense up at the touch of her fingertips.

"Ayan." Jiang Youling called softly.

Yu Zhiyan's body froze instantly, his deep eyes focused on Jiang Youling's face, his breathing became rapid and unstable, his voice low and hoarse:

"Jiaojiao, what did you call me?"

Jiang Youling's palm slowly rose along his back, tightly climbed onto his neck, and lightly pressed it. Their lips were already close, and she only needed to apply a little force and their lips softly touched each other.

The two lips are pressed tightly together, and their breaths blend together.

It was impossible to tell which party was breathing softly at the tip of his nose.

When the man could no longer suppress his inner impulse and wanted to go a step further, Jiang Youling gently pressed his lips with her index finger. Her charming and slightly seductive voice revealed an indescribable charm:

"In my previous life, I was not kind to you. I mistook someone else for you, causing you to suffer a betrayal that you should not have suffered. But in this life, I am willing to use all my tenderness and discernment, and will not let misplaced love let down our meeting again."

Yu Zhiyan suddenly stopped, his eyes becoming deep and bright.

Jiang Youling gently rubbed it with her fingers and carefully imitated his lips: "Do you remember it?"

Yu Zhiyan raised his eyes that were like the night sky, and the turmoil in his heart rolled back and forth in his deep eyes.

Seeing that he remained silent, Jiang Youling frowned and asked, "Did you hear clearly?

Yu Zhiyan's Adam's apple moved slightly: "Yes, I heard it clearly, Jiaojiao."

After a moment of silence, he suppressed his emotions and asked cautiously, "So, you will really not abandon me again in the future?"

Jiang Youling suddenly felt a strong hatred for himself. The man who had always been fearless and powerful had now become so cautious. What deep helplessness and anxiety was hidden behind this?

Jiang Youling raised her eyes and looked at him. She gently raised the finger that was on her lips and stroked his cheek:

"Yu Zhiyan, do you think I'm a treacherous and heartless scumbag?"

Yu Zhiyan frowned, and gently stroked her slender waist with his palm. He lightly touched the back of her teeth with the tip of his tongue, and said in a low voice: "Like, very much like!"

Jiang Youling: “..........”

She looks very pure now, okay...

What kind of illusion made him think that she was a heartless and unfaithful person?

Jiang Youling curled her eyes slightly, stretched out her jade hand and tightly grasped Fu Wenzhou's wrist to stop him from doing anything stupid. "Well, I do. I'm leaving now."

The man's magnetic voice floated out faintly, with a bit of pity: "I'm sorry, I just talked nonsense, Jiaojiao can you forgive my mistake?"

Jiang Youling held her chin up, a faint smile flashed in her eyes: "Forgive me reluctantly!"

Yu Zhiyan's deep eyes narrowed, he moved closer to her, gently bit her earlobe, and licked her ear bone with his tongue, as if taking a gentle revenge.

Jiang Youling felt as if an electric current passed through her. Her whole body instantly became numb and she couldn't help but let out an ambiguous moan.

She instinctively wanted to retreat, but he held her firmly, unable to move. She had a hard time enduring this sudden, uncontrollable surge of emotion.

Finally, Yu Zhiyan cooked a bowl of steaming hot noodles, then contentedly hugged the exhausted person and comforted her softly, "Be good, Jiaojiao, try it."

Jiang Youling was so exhausted that she was too lazy to even open her eyes.

She was confused and couldn't understand how this man could switch between elegance and madness so easily!

Seeing that she didn't move, Yu Zhiyan could only continue to coax her gently: "Jiaojiao..."

"Yu Zhiyan." Jiang Youling interrupted him, slowly opened her eyes, and said with a hint of tired sexiness: "Don't do it for so long in the future."

Yu Zhiyan almost dropped the chopsticks in his hand. He looked at her innocently with a bit of grievance in his eyes: "I'm just kissing... We haven't started yet..."

He couldn't help feeling a little worried. She couldn't even bear a kiss, so if they really did it in the future, wouldn't he often be hungry in the future?

When Yu Zhiyan thought about the possibility of having to endure hunger in the future, he felt like the sky was falling...

Jiang Youling's eyes were filled with resentment and shame, and she whispered, "Look, my ears have turned red from your kisses, my lips have become swollen, and even my neck and body are covered with your saliva. How can I go out and see people?"

Yu Zhiyan pursed his lips tightly, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and he discussed with her in a low voice:

"I couldn't help myself....Besides, I didn't leave any marks. I'll control myself next time?"