Jiang Yiyang put Cheng Yiyi on the bed and looked at her sleeping face, as if a string was gently plucked in his heart. He caressed Cheng Yiyi's face unconsciously, and Cheng Yiyi said unconsciously: "Don't make trouble." Jiang Yiyang suddenly woke up, and he secretly warned himself, "Jiang Yiyang, you can't be moved anymore, you can't have love anymore, especially in a pure white life like Cheng Yiyi." Jiang Yiyang restrained, he knew that that incident has not passed yet.
Cheng Yiyi raised her head and looked at him, and she said: "Yiyang, I don't care how embarrassing your past is. I just want you to be good now and in the future. Even if there is something difficult to say, I will wait quietly for the day when you are willing to talk to me. As long as you still like me, I will be by your side."
Jiang Yiyang glanced at her, stared at her, and said word for word, "The Cheng Yiyi I know, even if he does nothing, he will never do anything shady for himself."