"But Su... Can aunt Xiaoyan really catch up with her uncle?"
This is true. I doubt that she can't succeed. Xiaoyan looked at Xiaomi bean and couldn't help reaching out to rub his soft cheek.
"What are you talking about? Aunt Xiaoyan is in your powerful assists. As long as you are willing to help, aunt Xiaoyan is sure to catch up with your uncle."
Xiaomi bean blinked his dark eyes, so clear that he could see all his emotions clearly.
"Well, we're almost at your uncle's company. Just remember to help aunt Xiaoyan."
*
And the other side
Night Tingchen heard that Han Muzi had arranged Xiaomi beans, so the car didn't turn around, but drove directly in the direction of Haijiang villa.
After returning home, she only came to Haijiang villa once.
That time, she and yetingchen had not mended their old friendship. When she came to the villa, she received the design list.
I didn't expect... Time passed so quickly.
The sea breeze at night was cool. Han Muzi sat on the board, shrank in his pajamas, looked at the sea under the moonlight, and felt his heart calm.
Calm night and the sea can calm people's emotions, but if the waves roll up, it is also extremely turbulent.
When the sea breeze blew, Han Muzi was a little cold. He subconsciously hugged his arms and shrunk into a ball.
But the chill did not ease. Sure enough, the wind on the beach was bigger and colder than that in the city. When Han Muzi couldn't support herself and wanted to get up and go back to the house, a tall figure sat down next to her, followed by a warm coat on her.
Han Muzi's side eyes, the bathed night Tingchen sat on her side, his skin was steamed a little red by hot water, his thin lips were still tightly pursed, and his broken hair was dripping with water.
Seeing this scene, Han Muzi couldn't help frowning.
"Why don't you even wipe your hair?"
The sea breeze is so strong, does he think his body is made of iron?
Night Tingchen looked at her, his eyes were bright in the night, and he spoke faintly: "it's no problem. I'm in good health, but you... I don't know how to wear more clothes when I sit here at night."
Han Muzi shrunk her shoulders when she heard the speech. "If I'm cold, I'll come in by myself."
"But you just took a bath, or..." she said she wanted to get up, but yetingchen grabbed her wrist and pulled Han Muzi into her arms.
"Well."
This action was a little violent. Han Muzi plunged into his arms, and her soft cheek hit his hard chest, which made her cry with pain.
He had just finished taking a bath, and his body still had the smell of the bath, and his arms were also very warm. The cold on Han Muzi was dispelled by the hug.
"What's the matter?" Han Muzi noticed something wrong with him and asked.
Night Tingchen lowered his head and buried his head in her neck. The drops of water on his broken hair fell on Han Muzi's neck without warning. The cool feeling made her body tremble subconsciously. When she wanted to push him away, she heard a dull apology.
"Sorry."
Han Muzi was stunned and thought he had heard wrong.
Was he just... Saying sorry to himself?
A very dull sound came from the neck. His thin lip was still close to the skin on her neck, so it was not very true. Therefore, Han Muzi identified it by tone.
"Are you... Apologizing to me?" she asked, always feeling a little incredible.
Night Tingchen's big hand rowed to her waist, held her thin waist, and his voice was a little hoarse.
"Well, are you apologizing and forgiving me?"
Han Muzi thought, "because of these days?"
Night Tingchen didn't directly answer her yes or no, but hugged her again. Han Muzi felt that he had something to say, so he didn't ask him again. He held him quietly, listening to his strong heartbeat, waiting for him to say.
In the quiet night, there was only the sound of the night wind pushing the waves against the beach and their breathing.
With his arms, Han Muzi felt that she was not cold. She fell in his arms. When she was about to fall asleep, yetingchen gently opened her thin lips.
"In the future, I will give you all my trust."
It's not easy for two people to go now.
If the trust between the two people is not established, the relationship may collapse.
"All... Trust?"
The trust between her and yetingchen? They don't spend much time together. If they can give each other more trust, they shouldn't come to this step.
Like five years ago
"Well, even if you know something in the future, you are not allowed to doubt me." Han Muzi thought and made an appointment with him directly.
Night Tingchen nodded with a low smile.
"I'll give you all my trust in the future. Even if I die, I won't doubt you any more. But..."
His words turned: "you still have to stay away from the cold night. What I told you at the airport is true."
"I understand." Han Muzi nodded. "I will keep a distance from him."
After knowing the identity of Ye Linhan and the past of Ye Tingchen, Han Muzi felt that if the two brothers said they had no hatred, it would be too fake.
Yetingchen's performance has always been very normal, but it's cold at night
He always looked like a gentleman, although he never said anything bad about yetingchen in front of him.
But what he did, he always wanted to separate her from yetingchen.
The idea is really clear.
Han Muzi closed her eyes and made a decision secretly. She didn't want to be a victim between the two brothers, nor did she want ye Tingchen to be embarrassed because of herself.
If you want to fight, let their brothers fight openly enough.
"Why suddenly become so good?" night Tingchen loosened her, reached out and pinched her chin and asked.
Han Muzi blushed and bit his lower lip and stared at him.
Night Tingchen's eyes were dark and unclear, and his thin lips aroused a faint radian: "because of my neglect for the past three days, you find that you still care about me very much, so?"
Before he finished, Han Muzi interrupted him.
"Stop talking. You're proud that I came to you on my own initiative, aren't you?"
The man leaned over, his forehead against her forehead, and his laughter was hoarse.
"What am I proud of? Who came to me and backed out after less than a few words? If I didn't hold you, you would run away."
Han Muzi: "who made you hot and cold..."
"It won't happen in the future..." yetingchen held her cheek in his hands, and his black eyes were very bright in the night. He drew his face close, spitting out a warm breath on Han Muzi's face, and his thin lips moved gently.
"I'll give you all my enthusiasm in the future."
His eyes were too hot, and Han Muzi couldn't resist such a close distance. She blinked. When she wanted to retreat, the hot kiss fell down.