Ye Fei is sitting at the head of the bed with a cushion in her arms. She seems to ignore him.

"I just asked the chef to make your favorite dessert."

The room is still quiet, there is no reaction, Su Mo Han frowned again and said: "I bought you a gift on my way back today."

Seeing that there was always silence, Su Mohan was silent for a long time and said again, "I'll go in and take the document and come out."

Ye Fei looked up and did not find any documents in the room.

"It's in the desk drawer."

Ye Fei got up and went to the drawer. When she opened the drawer, she saw two documents. She took the document to the door and threw it out directly along the crack of the door.

Su Mo Han looked at the document coming from the foot, frowned, ignored, and said again: "I'll go in and take the razor."

Ye Fei twisted her eyebrows, got up, took out the razor in the bathroom, looked at the crack in the door, and then lifted her hand to open the door and threw the razor out directly.

Su Mo Han can't take care of the life and death of a razor. As soon as the door opens, he uses his arm to open the door, and then pushes in with a little force.

Ye Fei saw that the door had been opened by him, turned her head and left, and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Su Mo Han hugged her from behind: "still angry?"

Ye Fei drooped her eyes and said in a cold voice, "what do you come back to do?"

"I'm in a hurry today. I just want to know if there is any drug you can control."

Ye Fei doesn't speak. Su Mo Han can't help saying again: "don't be angry with me, OK?"

Ye Fei raised her hand to push him away, but Su Mo Han stuck to her like an octopus: "you haven't answered me yet."

"Let go." Ye Fei said coldly.

"No

"If you don't let go, I'll go now."

Su Mo Han frowned and turned her around: "let me hear this kind of words again, I will be angry."

Ye Fei's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was contaminated with two drops of water mist. She looked a little pathetic.

"I know it's wrong, OK?" Su Mohan spoke softly again.

"Tut, it seems that some people's life is not easy."

A faint voice sounded, Su Mohan frowned and looked. Yin Shaolong was holding a can of juice in his hand, half leaning against the door. He did not know when he came.

"Who told you to come up." Su Mo spoke in a cold voice.

Ye Fei took the opportunity to struggle to get rid of him, but he did not move.

"If my feet grow on me, who should let them?" Yin Shaolong opened his mouth with a light smile and took a sip, with a faint smile on his face.

Ye Fei looked up at him. In just a few days, he seemed as if nothing had happened.

But the more sharp chin and pale cheek, let him have a little more feminine breath, looks a little elusive.

"Get out of here!"

Su Mo frowned impatiently.

Yin Shaolong hooked up the corner of his lips, looked at Ye Fei and said, "do you want to go for a ride?"

Smell speech, Su Mo Han's face and black a few minutes, is about to open a mouth, but hear the small thing in the arms has opened his mouth to answer: "good."

"Don't go."

Ye Fei picks up Su Mo Han's arm and looks at his eyes in silence.

Su Mo Han's throat knot rolled for a while, then changed his mouth and said, "I'll take you."

Ye Fei is still staring at him like that, Su Mo Han's lips moved: "I accompany you to go."

Ye Fei takes back her eyes, leaves from his arms, takes her bag and walks towards Yin Shaolong.