"Once upon a time, in a village outside the forest, there were three little pigs..."

Soft voice gradually sounded, Su Mo Han found a comfortable position to lean on the door, listening to her soft voice, eyes soft.

I don't know how long she stood. The babbling voice of Xuanxuan gradually disappeared in the room, but her story continued.

At this time, the door was suddenly opened, Su Mo Han fell backward, almost fell on the ground, and looked up at the imperial concubine of the upper leaves with some embarrassment.

"Well I see the door is locked So... " Su Mohan plans to find a reason, but after thinking for a while, he doesn't come up with any good excuse.

Ye Fei is a little surprised. He has been leaning on the door, frowning and directly saying, "thank you today. I'm much better now."

See her to open mouth to drive a person again, Su Mo Han is silent again.

Ye Fei's eyes fell on him, hesitated for a moment, and still said, "how can you suddenly appear today?"

"Oh, Yin Shaolong called me and asked if you were in the company. He said that you might have an accident, but he would not be able to leave. Let me help him find out." Su Mo's cold face did not change his face to make up the reason.

"Then You should be more careful recently. Zuo Jiandong will not give up easily. "

"Don't worry, I don't care about him."

Ye Fei's eyes fell on his face, as if aware of her doubts, Su Mo Han said with a smile: "don't look down on me, at least I am a rich second generation."

Ye Feiwei Zheng seems to disagree with him. After all, he has never seen a rich second generation living in an apartment of this degree. His car is a little old and modern

"I'm going to have a rest. Help yourself." Ye Fei takes back her eyes and flattens her mouth.

Soon disappeared in front of Su Mo Han, the bedroom door was locked again.

Ye Fei knows that he doesn't mean to leave, but she doesn't know how to let him leave. It's really a joke if he calls the police. Let's see that he saved him once. If he really takes an inch, she should ask Chu Zheng for help.

Take out the new mobile phone, can't help but find out Su Mo Han's number, hesitated for a while, actively edited a text message: "in?"

Su Mo Han's trouser pocket came a buzzing sound, startled him to sit up from the sofa and look at the bedroom door.

He had always carried the original mobile phone with him, for fear that she would sometimes encounter danger and not find him.

After setting the mobile phone to mute, she read her message, and then lay down on the sofa, pillow an arm, and return the message with one hand.

"Yes, how are you today?"

Ye Fei stopped for a while and replied, "very good, how about you?"

"I'm also very good. I've met the partners of country a, and I'll go to country C tomorrow." Su Mohan lies seriously.

"Sleep, good night." Ye Fei doesn't mean to talk more. She just wants to remind herself that the man on the other end of the phone is the one she should love, instead of focusing too much on Song Yichen.

For several days, Su Mohan stayed at Ye Fei's house like a dog skin plaster. Whether it was to coax the children to sleep or change Xuanxuan's diapers, it could be said that he was able to catch him, and his body was full of milk fragrance.

What ye Fei didn't know was that he had pried out the simple door lock of the bedroom. A piece of iron wire could be opened, and she would go in and have a look at it in the middle of the night.