you are so tempting

Yu Yao was cooking noodles in the kitchen, and Su Moyan sat at the dining table in a dull manner.

"All right."

The steaming noodles were placed in front of him. Su Moyan took the chopsticks from Yu Yao and ate with his head buried in the noodles. Except for the pitiful few words, everything was the same as usual.

It was Su Moyan's silence that made Yu Yao worry.

Once Su Moyan fell silent, it was like shutting herself in a cage with copper walls and iron walls. All words of comfort were useless. You couldn't feel her emotions, nor could you understand her thoughts.She is completely enclosed in her own world.

The noodles were eaten cleanly as usual, and after drinking the soup, a wave of warmth flowed down the esophagus.Su Moyan once told Yu Yao that she would eat all the dishes she cooked herself, and it was still the same after a long time.

"Drink some water." Yu Yao sat down beside Su Moyan, holding a glass in his hand.

"Hmm..." Su Moyan drank the water glass in one gulp.

On the sofa, Su Moyan slowly climbed into Yu Yao's arms, put his face on her shoulder, and closed his eyes.She likes to hug Yu Yao, and then hold her tightly without saying a word.

She was extremely insecure, and Yu Yao could feel it when she saw her curled up body.Apart from hugging Su Moyan, Yu Yao didn't know how to comfort her. At the same time, she found that she didn't know Su Moyan well enough.

Su Moyan nestled in Yu Yao's arms and fell asleep.

"Silence——" Yu Yao lowered his head and plucked her hair, calling her softly. After maintaining this posture for a long time, Yu Yao was worried that her neck would be uncomfortable, "...go to bed and sleep."

"Stay with me..." Su Moyan opened his eyes and whispered to her, holding Yu Yao's hand tightly, as if she was afraid that she would let go of him.

"Yeah." Yu Yao rubbed Su Moyan's hair distressedly, some feelings flooded into her heart like a flood, Su Moyan always had the ability to make her forget her reason, and in this situation, it was impossible for her to abandon Su Moyan. Say silently to someone, "I'll be with you..."

Su Moyan held Yu Yao's hand from beginning to end.

This difficult night, Su Moyan will always remember that the person she likes guarded her all night.

Yu Yao granted Su Moyan a week's leave to deal with family affairs.

For Su Moyan, there was nothing to deal with.

The Su family's assets should be sealed and investigated, and even if Su Yingzhong survived, he would not be able to escape the law.

And the woman surnamed Zeng explained very well that "husband and wife are originally birds in the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster strikes." She didn't even attend Su Yingzhong's funeral, so she took her daughter away.

How sad, because of such a woman, Su Yingzhong betrayed her mother, not only sad but also pitiful.Su Moyan thought, that woman's last cry in front of Su Yingzhong's hospital bed was just sad because of her glory and wealth.

Everything about the funeral was simple, Su Moyan didn't think it mattered, but Su Yinghui insisted on doing it.

That day, Yu Yao also went. She was wearing a long black dress and stood beside Su Moyan. She was worried that Su Moyan would not be able to hold on.

Su Moyan was very calm. Under the glare of the sun, she squinted slightly, looking at the black and white photo in front of the altar, neither sad nor happy.In fact, after surviving the haze of her mother's death, there was nothing else that could break her down.

Su Yinghui wanted Su Yingzhong's ashes to be buried with her mother.

Both Su Moyan and Su Ang refused, the reason is simple, he is not worthy.

That's what happened in November.

A few months ago, Su Moyan was a fake down-and-out daughter, but now, she is a down-and-out daughter.It has to be said that Su Yingzhong is a bit far-sighted in some respects, at least the current Su Moyan can handle these things by himself.

In mid-December, shortly after Su Yingzhong's death, Su Moyan and Yu Yao resigned after busying with some chores.

"Resign?" The pen in Yu Yao's hand scratched the contract. She knew that Su Moyan would leave, but she didn't think so soon, "What will you do next, do you have any plans?"

"Being a freelance photographer, taking one step at a time, I'm the best at this." Su Moyan smiled casually, "You know, I came here because of a bet with Su Yingzhong..."

Now the game is over and it's all over.

In fact, Su Moyan didn't have no ideas at all. An old Japanese friend invited her to a travel magazine in Osaka, but she didn't agree right away.Because of Yu Yao, Su Moyan is not as free-spirited as before, after he became emotionally concerned, he just left as soon as he said it.

Yu Yao didn't hear what Su Moyan said after that, she was thinking about her own affairs, freedom, taking one step at a time... These were the things that made Yu Yao most uneasy.

"President Yu?"

"Think carefully, don't be impulsive." Yu Yao feels that Su Moyan needs a stable job now. She is not as good as before, and Su Ang is about to go to college. This burden naturally weighs on Su Moyan's shoulders, " Besides, resignation has to be handed over, and you can't just leave."

"There's no need to think about it. I'll resign." Su Moyan replied simply, she was not suitable for this job in the first place, so why force her, she would have to leave sooner or later.

Yu Yao looked down at the document in her hand, absent-minded. It seemed that she hadn't changed Su Moyan at all in the past five months.

"How long is the handover?"

"One month."

"Thank you." Su Moyan looked at Yu Yao and said seriously, "You taught me a lot."

Yu Yao doesn't think so.Maybe, no one can change Su Moyan's temper. If she changes, she won't be Su Moyan anymore.

"Yu Yao..." In the office, Su Moyan called her name.

Yu Yao held a pen in her hand, but didn't sign it. She remembered that at the hotel that night, Su Moyan also called her name like this, and talked to her a lot.

Su Moyan smiled brightly, "From now on, I'll call you that all the time."

Ning Cheng's winter came very early this year, the first snow fell before Christmas.

"Yanyan, let's spend Christmas Eve together, call everyone, it will be lively and lively." Ming Man babbled on the other end of the phone.

Such a big incident happened at home. Although the relationship between their father and daughter is not good, it is still a big blow. Mingman knew that Su Moyan was in a low mood during this time, so he wanted to have a party on Christmas Eve to let her understand that at least they are A group of friends will always be with her.

How could Su Moyan not understand, she appreciates Mingman's kindness, but this year's Christmas Eve and Christmas, she wants to spend it with Yu Yao, Yu Yao likes to be quiet, so she doesn't want to join in the fun.

The relationship between her and Yu Yao, after returning from that business trip, has become specious, not like ordinary friends, nor lovers, but in an ambiguous middle ground between the two.

Yu Yao may understand her intentions, but she still doesn't understand Yu Yao's, even though she didn't seem to refuse last time.Mr. Yu's mind is too difficult to guess, bored and pretending, Su Moyan doesn't want to guess again.

I didn't have a chance to make it clear last time, so let's make it clear this time.

Su Moyan pestered Yu Yao to go out to play together on Christmas Eve, and Yu Yao agreed. It was rare for Yu Yao not to accommodate her. Thinking of this, Su Moyan felt warm.

The streets are decorated with red and green tones, the glass windows of shopping malls are covered with snowflakes and merrychristmas, Christmas trees and Santa Claus can be seen everywhere.

The temperature is below zero.Su Moyan and Yu Yao both wore scarves and thick coats, and walked around the street.

"I really feel it." Su Moyan sighed. She hasn't celebrated Christmas in China for almost six years. She didn't expect the atmosphere in China to be so good.

Yu Yao usually doesn't celebrate these festivals, so she was pulled out by Su Moyan to join in the fun tonight.The wind was a bit strong tonight, Yu Yao saw that Su Moyan's face was flushed by the wind, and he had been shopping for a long time, "Go back."

"Are you cold?" Su Moyan looked at Yu Yao. She held Yu Yao's arm all the way. At this moment, she slowly slid her right hand down into Yu Yao's coat pocket, and quietly held Yu Yao's hand. Yao's left hand is slightly cold.

"Your hands are so cold." Su Moyan was still staring at Yu Yao's eyes, but the right hand that got into Yu Yao's pocket was not in a proper way, and he kept holding Yu Yao's palm and rubbing it gently.

Full of ambiguous sweetness, Yu Yao's hand was slowly warmed by her like this, and she was reluctant to pull it away.

Walking to the corner of the street, the sky began to snow again.

Su Moyan stopped, stood in front of Yu Yao, pulled out her hands, held them in her own, and said to Yu Yao passionately, "I will keep you warm, as long as you are cold, I will give you warmth." You are warm."

Snowflakes fell on her head and eyelashes, Yu Yao stared at Su Moyan, thinking she was a little silly and cute.

"I'm not cold, but my hands are cold." Yu Yao withdrew his hand and said, "Go back, it's snowing."

"..."

Su Moyan's palms are empty, and it's better for Mr. Yu not to speak, as it will spoil the scenery when he speaks.

Considering the work and rest time of veteran cadres, Su Moyan and Yu Yao went back to the apartment before ten o'clock in the evening.The two of them spent Christmas Eve together, but they couldn't find any romantic feeling. Regarding this, Su Moyan felt helpless and sweet at the same time.

That's right, being with Yu Yao is always sweet.

Yu Yao opened the door, and Su Moyan followed behind Yu Yao, even though Yu Yao didn't invite her into the room, she also followed.

"Go to work tomorrow, go to bed early."

Yu Yao said the most things to her: go to bed early; drink less alcohol; don't you smoke?

Su Moyan didn't care, and followed Yu Yao into the house, just like going back to his own home, put down his bag, and changed his shoes.

"It's cold, I'll drink a cup of hot water."

Yu Yao had no choice but to take off her coat and scarf.

Su Moyan also took off his full armor, wearing only a not-so-thick pullover, and followed Yu Yao into the kitchen.

Yu Yao was pouring water, a pair of slender arms came from behind her, and slowly tightened her waist. At the same time, her back was pressed tightly, warm and soft.

In the cold winter, they just happened to lack such a hug.

Su Moyan hugged Yu Yao, looking at her back, feeling a little uncontrollable.

Yu Yao straightened up a little, her heart rate was accelerating again, "... silent speech?"

"Happy Christmas Eve." Su Moyan hugged her tightly and whispered in her ear.

Yu Yao knew that there must be more than this sentence...