Song Yichen's remaining light swept the woman beside her, even if she was serious.

After dallying for ten minutes, ye Fei couldn't help but complain: "Song Yichen, are you ok? My arm is almost acid to death... "

"No, you come?" Song Yichen pokes out her head from the electric box and turns to look at her eyebrows.

Ye Fei flat mouth: "or you come..."

Song Yichen snorted softly, this just continues wiring.

In fact, it was just a few threads that he had cut short. It would have been nice to connect them. It took less than two minutes for him to come back and go. But he didn't want to leave her so soon. At least he said two more words

Ye Feifei breathed, her arm was really sour.

Holding Xuanxuan in one hand and holding the mobile phone in the other, it sounds like no weight, but it's really tiring.

"Pa!"

With the clear voice, the lights in the corridor first lit up. Ye Fei was happy and quickly put down her mobile phone and said, "it's on, the one in the corridor is on!"

Song Yichen turns his head to look at Ye Fei. Seeing the joy of her eyes, she is inexplicably satisfied.

Perhaps, in the past year or so, what she lacked most was this kind of moment, that is, when she needed it and he was not there.

After the light in the corridor was on, ye Fei could not help but feel a little relieved. She stood beside him with Xuanxuan and waited for him to repair the lamp in the room. She was not far away from his side cloth. Looking at his side face, ye Fei couldn't help feeling lost. She couldn't tell why. She thought of Su Mohan inexplicably, and even thought that he was focused and handsome at the moment.

It seems to be aware of Ye Fei's eyes. Song Yichen turns her head and looks at her.

Their eyes met in the air. After the collision, it seemed that some chemical reaction had taken place and a series of sparks were splashed.

As time went by, ye Fei couldn't help but feel a little confused. She held Xuanxuan's hand tightly for a few minutes. She obviously noticed that her heart beat too much, and even her cheek began to burn.

Song Yichen also some not in the state, looking at her flushed face and that is not too comfortable eyes, inexplicably raised a touch of desire, laryngeal knot rolling for a while, also Leng in situ.

"You You It's like the room hasn't called yet? " After a few minutes, ye Fei finally lost her temper and forced a strange heart to open her mouth.

"Oh." Song Yichen also came back from the daze, and then moved his eyes away from ye Fei's body, and then got into the electric box again. He was somewhat confused.

This time, he was still obviously not in the state, and his mind wandered far away.

But also because of this, instead of the mind to delay time, the movement of the hands from the brain, unknowingly all the lines are connected.

In an instant, the two rooms lit up one after another. Song Yichen installed the switch again. After the door of the electric box was closed, she turned her head to look at Ye Fei.

"All right."

At present, the lights are bright, and all the lights are on all around. Concubine Ye's eyes on Song Yichen are even more embarrassing. After all, a week ago, they were so unhappy, but now they nest together to repair the electric box and meet each other in this way. It's really

However, it's strange to say that at the beginning, the shooting and interview about Qiao Liya seemed to have been messed up, but no one investigated her after she went back. Only editor Zhang Wen made a few sarcastic remarks, as if nothing had happened. She could not help but guess whether song Yichen had any background.