Because of Hanwen's poor concentration, he began to feel bored after playing with toys for a while. He couldn't help running to Ye Xiaotian and chatting with him. He talked to himself like a Tang monk.

Ye Xiaotian was annoyed by his quarrel, and finally had to find a way to get rid of him.

Therefore, under Ye Xiaotian's "sincere" request, Hanwen took on the responsibility of looking for "opening the door". So he began to fill the room looking for ye Xiaotian's tortoise to "open the door". As a result, the whole room was opened with more loud sounds than ever before.

Ye Fei looked at some dispirited Su Mo Han, put out her hand and gently put her arm around his neck. She kissed his light green stubble, and said in a soft voice, "let's go out for a walk."

Su Mohan turned his head and looked out of the window. The wind blowing out of the window slightly lifted the white curtain, with a faint smell of sea water. The sound of waves mixed with the sound of siren made people's hearts calm down.

"Go." Su Mo Han pulls Ye Fei to get up, and they change their clothes one after another.

Ye Feiben wanted to ask her two children to go together, but she was rejected by Su Mohan, who said that there should be more than one world of two people during the new marriage.

After cleaning up, ye Fei went out of the room with Su Mo Han.

At the moment, the sky is just getting dark, and there is still a trace of sunset on the distant coastline, as if plating a layer of gold foil on the blue and deep sea, and there is a piece of broken gold under the sparkling light.

The lights on the coastline have been gradually lit up, the grass in front of the castle is placed with cakes and champagne that will never be broken, and men and women in formal dress and formal dress gradually meet and dance.

Ye Fei and Su Mohan walk along the coastline, gradually away from the crowd, but there is always a string of lights to guide them.

Blowing the sea breeze, listening to the sound of the waves, ye Fei felt that her heart had become quiet.

Su Mo Han took her hand and whispered: "wronged you, the wedding was so late, but there are so many incidents."

Ye Fei turned her head to him with a smile and said, "who said it was wronged? It's true that there are a lot of things to say, but there's nothing wrong with Ya Ya's death. "

Su Mohan is silent and does not mention that Hanwen and ye Xiaotian were taken away that day.

"Su Mo Han, how long do you think we will be together?"

"For a long time Until my face grows old and my life withers. " Su Mo Han spoke softly, his hoarse voice with an unspeakable magic, especially reassuring.

"What if we quarrel in the future?" Ye Fei turns her head to look at him, whether he will say that he will certainly let himself.

But who expected, Su Mo Han but firmly said: "will not quarrel."

"Why?"

"Because I won't give you a chance to open your mouth." Su Mohan raised his eyebrows and looked in a good mood.

Ye Fei reacts for a while, this just reacts to come over what he means, cheek cannot help but redden a few minutes.

Su Mohan stops and stands in the distance to watch her lose consciousness. The sea breeze blows up her skirt and long hair. Her face has a quiet gentleness, and her eyes have a bit of different amorous feelings. She skillfully combines charm and peace together.

Ye Fei's face turned red when she was looked at by him. Both of them were facing the sea, looking at the waves and feeling the rare and comfortable night.