spend your youth with you

Chapter 670
Su Hao shook his head: "No."

She felt that her mother should be relieved.

But she underestimated Jiang Wanyue's anger. Once her expectations of more than ten years were dashed, they all turned into bubbles. It was all her own self-indulgence.

It was after nine o'clock in the evening that Su Haohao received the news from Su Qiang.

Lowering her voice, her tone showed some helplessness: "Girl, where are you now? Dad booked you a room in a hotel near our house. Your mother is still angry and won't let me go out. Come here by yourself. Pay attention to safety, call your father when you arrive, and your mother will probably calm down by tomorrow..."

Su Haohao lowered his eyes in disappointment, and after a while, he said, "Got it, Dad."

Put away the phone and get up.

"Good sister, are you leaving?"

Xiaoyou raised his head and asked quickly.

Su nodded well, pulled his lips, and said, "I'm leaving."

Disappointment floated in Xiaoyou's beautiful eyes.

Jiang Xuan knew that Su Haohao's appearance was determined to go home, so he had to drive her himself.

Arrived at the hotel in front of the Vienna district.

"Do you need me to accompany you?"

After turning off the ignition, Jiang Xuan unbuckled the belt completely, and turned around to unbuckle the seat belt for her.

It's just that before he touched it, he was pushed away by Su.

Jiang Xuan froze and looked up at her.

Su pursed his lips well, and said calmly, "Jiang Xuan, we are just a fake couple, don't make fake plays for real."

Jiang Xuan's eyes darkened, and then he smiled helplessly: "I forgot to measure, sorry."

He straightened up without moving again.

Su Haohao lowered his head and unfastened his seat belt, pushed the door and got out of the car.

Jiang Xuan watched her small figure disappear into the hotel lobby, and clenched his hands on the steering wheel.

Well, do you really, have no feelings for me at all?
After completing the formalities, I went to the hotel room.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening. After taking a shower, I came out of the camp and sat on the bed with wet hair in a daze.

The lights outside the window were dim, and the loneliness in the room was unprecedented, with a feeling of being abandoned by the whole world.

She had never felt this way before...

In my mind, I unconsciously remembered what happened recently.

It sucks...

Su Haohao couldn't help inserting his hands into his hair, tugging like self-torture.

After an unknown amount of time, there were several knocks on the door.

Su put his hands down and looked towards the door.

who is it?

It rang a few more times.

"...Who?"

Su got out of bed and walked over.

"Who?"

"Me." A familiar and indifferent voice sounded from outside the door.

Su was stunned.

Ye Yao?

How could it be him?
"Open the door."

Su regained his composure, responded in a flustered voice, and quickly looked down at the clothes he was wearing. They were disposable pajamas from the hotel, pink two-pieces. Door.

Even the hands holding the doorknob were shaking.

Outside the door, Ye Yao was wearing a simple knitted sweater, with black hair, and the light in the corridor was a bit dim, which made his fair face more three-dimensional and deep. Under the long black eyelashes, there was a pair of jet-black eyes, as if he could not see the end at a glance. eyes.

"You...why are you here?"

Su Hao stuttered a little, his eyes drifted, and he pinched his palms with his drooping fingers, trying to keep himself calm.

Ye Yao's indifferent gaze moved away from her face, glanced at her slightly wet hair and clothes, and said, "Clean up and go home."

(End of this chapter)