Tired ABO

Chu Yan didn't know how he fell asleep. When he woke up, before he fully opened his eyes, he stretched out his hand to touch the back of his neck.

It was cleaned and medicated, and it was dry to the touch, with a little uneven potholes.

There was no blood on Chu Yan's face, his face was wooden, and the irritability that had just woken up directly rose from one point to nine points.

Memories of last night kept revolving in his mind, including the bowl of white porridge that Suiyu half-forced and half-coaxed him to drink at the end.

It's bland, with no taste, it seems to be mixed with some meat residue, I can't remember clearly.

Chu Yan got out of bed and stepped on the fluffy carpet with his bare feet. He directly ignored his slippers beside the bed. Who brought them up? He didn't even want to go through that name in his mind.

The clothes piled on the floor of the room had inexplicably disappeared, and Chu Yan walked slowly towards the cloakroom while supporting the wall.

The clothes in the cloakroom were also sorted out. They were all sorted by color and placed on the ground beside them, and they were not put in the closet rashly.

Chu Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, as usual, he even cleaned up his mess so beautifully.

Chu Yan didn't go any further, and turned a corner into the bathroom.

The moment he took off his pajamas, Chu Yan looked at himself in the big mirror with no expression on his face.

He asked for the madness last night, of course he knew it.

He raised his hand to gently stroke those glaring red marks, his chest was still swollen and painful, the top was untouchable, and the back was carefully cleaned and medicated.

Chu Yan turned on the shower, turned his back without looking at the back of his neck, and exposed the back of his neck naked to the water.

He shrank from being stabbed by the water, but he held his palm silently and endured it.

Chu Yan put on the shower gel four times, but his body still smelled of a mixture of Buddha fragrance and tangerine honey. He had never hated Suiyu's pheromone so much.

He poured the camellia shower gel into the bathtub irritably, and finally took a bath for half an hour.

When he got up from the bathtub, the strong camellia fragrance seemed to slightly cover up the smell on his body. Chu Yan heaved a sigh of relief, slumped his shoulders, and walked outside with wet hair.

It was only when Chu Yan came out that he found a mobile phone on the bedside table, which was the same model as the one he broke.

He struggled for a while, but picked it up.

Without a password, he opened it and clicked on the communication interface. Surprisingly, it was completely possible to talk.

He frowned and opened the contacts again.

It turned out that Suiyu transferred all the information on his previous mobile phone to this mobile phone.

He didn't take the time to think about how Suiyu knew that there was something wrong with his mobile phone, and he also got his calling card.

Chu Yan was on the phone and hurried to the door of the room.

He was stunned when the phone was connected.

"...Brother Yan?" Tang Cong called several times on the other end of the phone.

Chu Yan lowered his eyes, looked at the doorknob, and said "um" absently.

Hearing his reply, Tang Cong was obviously more excited than him, "God! Brother Yan, are you okay? I finally got in touch with you..." He was about to say something, but was startled by Chu Yan's cold voice.

"Come pick me up at Nanqiao." He hung up the phone right after he finished speaking.

The door of the room couldn't be opened, Chu Yan was going crazy.

It was hard for him to imagine, what did Suiyu want to do, lock him in the bedroom?Then why did you get him a cell phone?Is it to make him feel bored?Or is it compensation for a temporary decision after last night?

Chu Yan pursed his lips. He hadn't forgotten that before he woke up yesterday, Suiyu also locked him here.

The curtains in the room were not fully drawn, only a narrow gap was slightly exposed. The smell in the bedroom was still the smell of two pheromones sleeping together, which was not unpleasant, and even made Chu Yan feel very comfortable. The neck is sensitive and excited, and it is slowly soothed by Suiyu's pheromone.

After Chu Yan reacted, he quickly walked to the window and pulled open the curtain vigorously.

He was relieved to see the unsealed windows.

When Tang Cong arrived, he parked the car at the door as usual and went down to knock on the door.

But no one opened the door, so he had to call Chu Yan again.

Unexpectedly, after the phone rang a few times, there was a sudden movement from the second floor on the side.

"Tang Cong." Chu Yan called him there.

Tang followed the sound suspiciously, and saw Chu Yan standing with one leg out of the window, looking at him boldly.

In fact, Chu Yan was in great pain from being torn, and he was stuck for a while before Tang Cong came to find him.

"Brother Yan." Tang Cong was obviously frightened, his eyes widened slightly, and he couldn't help spreading his arms.

Chu Yan looked at Tang Cong's action similar to that of an old hen guarding its cubs, and pursed his lips speechlessly.

He raised his foot to put down the dangling leg, and then, under the gaze of Tang never daring to turn his eyes away, he threw a long thing from the room eloquently.

Tang Cong was dazzled by the color of the fabric, but when he took a closer look, he couldn't restrain the corners of his mouth from twitching.

Chu Yan didn't know where to cut it. Various colors were mixed and twisted into twists one by one. The place where the two pieces of fabric meet was tied with a knot.

It's not a variety of colors, just black, white and gray.

Tang always felt that there was an answer guiding him, but he didn't dare to confirm it.

"Brother Yan, what are you doing..." Tang Cong said with difficulty, his mouth trembling.

Chu Yan threw down the fabric rope, stretched his head and looked out symbolically, yes, the length is enough.

In fact, the second floor is not too high. He might be enough to cut a bed sheet and two or three pieces of Suiyu's clothes, but he worked tirelessly to cut and waste a dozen pieces of Suiyu's clothes, and he didn't pay attention to the listing. Just cut whatever you want, and if the scissors are not satisfactory in the middle, he will change another one.

In this way, Chu Yan "breaks out of prison" and escapes.

Chu Yan got into the car with a bulging luggage bag in his arms. Before the bag was thrown into the back seat, he saw the vanilla in the cat bag on the back seat of the car.

Vanilla hasn't seen Chu Yan for almost two days. Ever since she heard his voice or smelled his scent, she has been scratching the cat bag and meowing.

Seeing this, Tang Cong turned the steering wheel and said for Young Master Vanilla, "Brother Yan, Vanilla misses you very much."

Tang Cong thought that Chu Yan would eagerly pick up Xiangcao.

Unexpectedly, Chu Yan glanced at it a few times, and then turned back lightly, without any reaction.

It was only at this time that Tang Cong gradually realized the seriousness of the matter. He had just helped Chu Yan down from the second floor in a "thrilling" way, and vaguely guessed that Chu Yan was locked up. With the attitude of the cat sent by Yu, his forehead still couldn't help twitching.

After the incident happened two days ago, when they were on their way to the movie theater, Chu Yan also suddenly became impatient with vanilla. He didn't want to hug it or touch it.

The result is now like this again.

"Brother Yan?" Tang Cong called out cautiously.

Chu Yan lowered his head and fiddled with his mobile phone to check if there was any tracking and positioning software installed by Suiyu, but he was a layman and didn't know anything, and he couldn't find any problems after searching for a long time.

"Yeah." He frowned.

Tang Cong wanted to ask, but couldn't ask. He glanced at Chu Yan, and simply changed the subject, "Where are we going?"

Hearing this, Chu Yan raised his eyes, "What do you think?" He still didn't understand why Tang Cong was still so stupid sometimes after being with him for so long.

Tang Cong kept silent.

Beside him, Chu Yan lowered his head and knocked on the phone faster and faster.

"Go to the mall to buy a mobile phone." Chu Yan suddenly said to Tang Cong without looking up.

Tang never understood and wanted to ask.

Chu Yan looked up after sending the last word, "Don't ask, you won't know even if you tell me."

Tang Cong looked at Chu Yan and complained silently.

"I want to divorce with Yu, and I may need to avoid it for a while recently." Chu Yan sipped his spring, and suddenly opened his mouth to explain what Tang Cong wanted to know. He said it bluntly.

Tang Cong, who was already prepared, was also stunned, and parked the car on the side of the road in a stupid manner.

"What are you doing?" Chu Yan looked around, but there were no shopping malls.

"Brother Yan, you..." Tang Cong turned to face Chu Yan, frowning and considering his words, "Are you sure you want to divorce with the boss?"

Those two words passed through his mouth once, and he felt a little uncomfortable, which made Chu Yan frown.

He himself said that he didn't feel much, but when he suddenly heard others say that, his heart twitched uncontrollably, feeling very uncomfortable.

"...Well." Chu Yan responded very slowly this time.

Tang never knew whether it was unbelievable or what, his tone was a little fierce, and he used questioning sentences, "Why?"

As if aware of his state of mind, Tang Cong shook his head annoyedly, then immediately raised his face to look at Chu Yan and said, "Brother Yan, you may not know that your mobile phone is called by Mr. Sui specially, knowing that your mobile phone has been blocked. After it breaks, someone will come and pick it up immediately."

As Tang Cong spoke, he gestured to the mobile phone that Chu Yan was holding. What he had just received was Chu Yan's original phone number.

"On the Internet, after you left, the official blog of the Sui Group officially announced your identity," Tang Cong glanced at Chu Yan, but he still didn't respond.

"As for the Miss Sunny who is accompanying the president, she is a friend of the president." Tang Cong recalled the clarification Weibo, "It seems to be a friend of a friend, and she also mentioned Sui... Suifan."

Chu Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, a little sarcastically, the parents he met were just casual.

friend?Who knows what kind of friend it is.

Tang Cong looked at Chu Yan still looking bad, a little flustered, and hurriedly thought about what else could be done to remedy it.

"That's right!" He was a little excited at the thought of this, met Chu Yan's indifferent eyes, and his voice was slightly stagnant, he looked away indistinctly, trying to conceal his purpose.

"Brother Yan, you don't know. I was worried that you hadn't eaten, so I mentioned it to the boss. I didn't expect the boss to ask me directly, can you have meat porridge recently?"

Chu Yan generally controls his diet, and Suiyu knows it.

Chu Yan glanced at him.

Tang never knew why he said this, but he really thought of it subconsciously. Seeing Chu Yan's expression after speaking, he swallowed silently. Didn't Mr. Sui order porridge for Brother Yan?

But Chu Yan began to recall the strange taste of the bowl of meat porridge in the next second. It seemed that there was no salt, but the rice grains seemed to be cooked well. Anyway, although he started to eat reluctantly, he felt a little unsatisfied in the end. I feel, but Suiyu strictly controlled his intake, saying that drinking too much at one time is not good for his stomach.

At that time, his body was so weak that he nestled in Suiyu's arms as if he had no bones. He forgot what he said in a delicate voice, and finally Suiyu asked him to lick the porcelain spoon again.

He stretched out his tongue to lick it obediently, wanting to taste it again, but Sui Yu caught his lips and took a long kiss.

The more Chu Yan thought about it, the more he frowned, his ears felt a little hot, and he raised his hand to cover it.

Could it be that Suiyu did...do it?

When these words suddenly appeared in his mind, Chu Yan himself was startled. Before he had time to deny what he had done to Tang Cong, the mobile phone in his hand rang.

It was Lin Xiao calling.

Chu Yan didn't intend to pick it up, but something happened.He still took it.

Lin Xiao was about to die of anxiety. When he saw Chu Yan sent him "I'm going to divorce Suiyu.", he was almost scared to death, and hurriedly asked the reason, but Chu Yan simply said something perfunctory. do not return.

His brain seemed to be turned on urgently at this time, and he was spinning quickly. He immediately thought of what happened in the past two days, and hurriedly sent the message to Suiyu to explain, saying countless "brother, what, what..."

In the end, because I didn't receive a reply from Chu Yan, I couldn't wait for a phone call, and said before Chu Yan opened his mouth,

"Ah Chu! That woman is my brother and his sister! My own sister!!"

Lin Xiao's loud tearing voice rang out in the carriage unexpectedly through the receiver. At the most critical moment, Lin Xiao finally yelled out the most critical words.

Chu Yan was dumbfounded.