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Chapter 25 Yang Yiyi, It's Me
Yang Yiyi pursed her lips, brushed her hair and didn't hide, and faced him directly, "What am I afraid of, we are husband and wife, but it's scary when you suddenly open the door and come in like this, do you know that people are scary and will kill you? "

He smiled lightly, "Yang Yiyi, I think you still like me."

Yang Yiyi was annoyed by his teasing tone, and stared at him in disgust, "What do you want? I'm very tired today."

Su Qianye's gaze sank, and he held her waist tightly with one hand, "Yang Yiyi, don't tell me you're losing your temper."

"Having a temper?" Yang Yiyi smiled lightly, and looked at him self-deprecatingly, "Do I have that qualification?"

Su Qianye clenched his jaw tightly, and there seemed to be anger flowing in his deep black eyes.

Yang Yiyi clenched her hands tightly, "What on earth do you want to do!"

Suddenly a certain feeling overlapped with the feeling deep in the memory, Yang Yiyi opened her eyes violently in her heart, and pushed him away emotionally, "Get out! Get out!"

She screamed and hugged her head, looking at Su Qianye who was full of panic, panting heavily and looking very frightened, "Don't come here...don't come here..."

Su Qianye looked at her and frowned slightly, and reached out to touch her, but was excitedly opened by her, "Get out! Get out!"

"Yang Yiyi..." Su Qianye grabbed her wrist with complicated eyes, pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly with his arms, and comforted her in a low voice, "It's okay, it's me."

Yang Yiyi's trembling body calmed down slowly under his comfort, and she fell asleep in his arms.

Su Qianye looked down at her, his eyes were different from the daytime, with a complicated tenderness.

Gently wiped the teardrops on her eyelashes, and tightened his arms to hug her tightly.

……

Crying in fear but no one could help her, her body was pulled around weakly, the blood sticking to her palm seemed to engulf her.

Scenes of pictures flashed before her eyes one by one, Yang Yiyi woke up suddenly, looking at the familiar ceiling and panting.

After lying on the bed for a while, Yang Yiyi regained the sense of reality, sat up with her arms propped up and went to the bathroom to wash.

My own spirit in the mirror looks very bad.

Really annoying.

It was unusually quiet at the dinner table this morning.

Su Qianye sat on the main seat and watched the tablet, the two babies were eating quietly, and Yang Yiyi... was distracted.

Last night's dream reminded her of something she didn't want to remember.

(End of this chapter)