"Silly girl, please let me wash first. I haven't changed my clothes for a few days, it smells like..."

Li Xueyang shook his head with a heavy kiss in the middle of him. "I don't care, you can let me hug you first."

The body suddenly became tight and tense, and Li Yaotian's breathing suddenly became muddy and turbid. She treated her like this, and would not be instantly excited.

However, even though he felt his changes, Li Xueyang did not let him go, but gently acted as his hands and retreated from his only bondage for him, making him stiff as a perfect sculpture. However, when things got to this point, Li Xueyang suddenly became unhappy and did not get into the topic for a long time. "Second brother..."

"Hmm?" Li Yaotian looked down at her with blurred eyes.

"Are there any women following you these three days?" Li Xueyang asked him playfully.

"Well, Secretary Zhao..."

One light and one heavy, one slow and one hurry, Li Xueyang controlled the rhythm and continued to ask the man. "Do you like her?"

"You're not doing it?" Li Yaotian glanced at her sideways and held her shoulders helplessly. "They are all the mothers of several children, are you so jealous? Hum?"

"What if you think about it these days?"

Li Xueyang continued to ask.

Suddenly, he pressed down her lips, Li Yaotian hooked her neck, and his eyes were filled with burning fire and flames. "Bad girl, I'm saving someone, I didn't even kick her. How could I think of such a charming and beautiful thing?"

"Then tonight, on behalf of the entire Nanlin people, I will call you a red scarf." Li Xueyang blushed his cheeks and breathed in a faint air.

"No, I just need to use your hands and mouth and pull the radish well..."

The heart began to flood little by little, and the misty air flow in this room should explain everything. The sound of the bathroom is like a woodcutter standing on the bow of a boat, sometimes tactful and sometimes high, sometimes like a trickle, sometimes like a surging waves, time, bit by bit, one hour, two hours, three hours...

When the two of them came out of the bathroom with a refreshing spirit, Li Yaotian's handsome face had no fatigue for the past three days, and his eyebrows were both heroic. Looking at Li Xueyang, who was curled up in his arms, when he fell asleep, he looked like a child who had never grown up. His sleeping position actually looked like a tabby cat on the carpet.

Put Li Xueyang on the bed and covered her bedding. Li Yaotian walked out of the bedroom door in his nightgown. He thought that Li Xueyang had just said that Song Yanshu had entered the kitchen, so he took off his slippers, stepped on the cold floor with bare feet, and looked around, paying special attention to where Song Yanshu might have been.

There is a small thing on the side of the cabinet, under the cupboard, and at the bottom of the sink. It is difficult to find out if you don’t pay attention. However, people who have been a computer-related criminal can understand the role of those things at a glance. However, this is not a good thing. At least, it can also help him know what Li Xueyang is doing at home, who has seen and what he said. Therefore, he did not touch those things and let the eavesdropping devices stay where they are.

Back in the bedroom, Li Yaotian turned on the desk lamp on the bedside table and looked at the information. Li Xueyang turned his head and saw that he was seriously correcting the documents, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little sore. "Second brother, don't be too tired."

"You go to bed first, huh? I'll take you out to relax tomorrow."

He turned over carefully, and Li Xueyang hugged his arm and rubbed it. "No, I would rather have a good sleep at home. Second brother, if it works too hard, he will be the original Li Yaotian and not Mayor Li."

"Working for the people, that feeling is not bad sometimes." Thinking of the people rescued from the explosion, thinking of their living smiles, watching their wives and children embracing each other, Li Yaotian thought that the sense of responsibility at that time was more important than everything else. Is that to satisfy his inflated pride or something else, he has gradually lost his distinction.

"Well, you have the whole world, but you will gradually lose me in your heart... It's better than having someone around you..."

Although Li Xueyang fell asleep after saying this, Li Yaotian heard a lot from her words. This was not like Li Xueyang's character, she was never the one who gave up. As a result, a strong sense of guilt arose in Li Yaotian's heart. He was not Li Wenze. From beginning to end, Li Xueyang was the most important thing, and Li Xueyang was himself.

So who made Li Xueyang think of retreating? This will be the topic he will study next.

***

Lan Yinghua was diagnosed with liver cancer, and Li Xueman regretted it.

Cheng Shaoan reminded her like that, but she didn't care. It was not until Lan Yinghua's illness was caused by the only servant in her family that she realized how serious the matter was.

Li Zhenyang's disappearance obviously made this matter worse, and what's even more sad is that Li Xueman dared not tell Lan Yinghua the truth, otherwise, according to her mother's strength, she would not know what she would do.

She sat in the hospital corridor all day until late at night, Cheng Shaoan had his last operation and saw her squatting alone on the chair. Cheng Shaoan put the coat in his hand on her shoulder and wanted to comfort her, but several young junior sisters in the operating room suddenly came over and grabbed his arm to invite him. "Doctor Cheng, let's have a midnight snack together."

With his eyebrows frowned, Li Xueman grabbed the clothes on his back and threw them far away.

Silently picking up the clothes from the ground, Cheng Shaoan shook his head lightly at the people. "You go and eat more for me."

"Okay, okay." Finally realizing that the atmosphere was wrong, the few people turned around and ran away after causing trouble. Cheng Shaoan put his clothes on Li Xueman's shoulder again, and this time, he did not let her move. "If you have a few things, who will take care of your mother?"

"A person who hasn't been home for a week, what should I do to take care of or not?" Li Xueman curled her lips and sneered.

"I know, when you need me, I wasn't by your side, but can you stop playing with a lady's temper at this time? Calm down and have a good rest?"

Those hands were warm, but he had given too many women gentleness. So Li Xueman raised her head and questioned the man in front of her. "Cheng Shaoan, what can you give me? Marriage? Family? Or is it just a flesh and body excrement? You also saw that my father ran away, my mother was sick, Li was destroyed, my family was broken, I have nothing now, you continue to be so carefree, have you ever considered my feelings? I need a home..."

"Don't talk first, have a good sleep. Let's pass this first, okay? Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Finally, Li Xueman burst into tears in grievance. "I just want to find someone to rely on."
Chapter completed!