Chapter 1833

In the bathroom, haiqingqing mends her make-up, comes out, and says with a sense of inquiry: "that child has a good feeling for Yiyi."

Ding Yiyi was startled, hesitated for a while, nodded slowly, "I will keep a distance from him."

what did he as like as two peas in the sea? The sun looked like a little bit more complicated. The leaves were beginning to die, but the man who was exactly like his son liked the love.

At the thought of this, she felt very uncomfortable, and could not walk any more. She even hated Ding Yiyi.

Why, she just won't accept her son, why can't be with him! She was the only one in his short life.

Ding Yiyi was startled by the hatred around him, "what's the matter with you?"

Hai Qingqing came back to herself, and quickly lowered her head to hide her emotion. When she looked up again, she turned back to the gentle woman, "sorry, I was in a daze just now."

After dinner, several people out of the restaurant, haiqingqing holding Holly's hand refused to let go.

"I'll be in Dongjiang for a while, and I'll see you then." Holly let her pull, at the same time looked at Ding Yiyi.

Mo Xiaojun knows that the boy in front of him is not the kind of helpful and obedient child. Judging from the situation of their first meeting, this time he can so readily promise them, there is only one reason.

He looked at Ding Yiyi and knew that the child was willing to do so many things because of her.

Ye nianmo comes to meet Ding Yiyi on the way. Seeing the two couples' appearance, Hai Qingqing looks at the holly standing on one side.

"I can't stand it." After haiqingqing returned to the hotel, she walked around the room anxiously, "do you see the child's eyes? My heart is almost out of breath

Mo Xiaojun quickly appeased her, "after all, he is not Chu Yun, and when she appeared, Yiyi had already married nianmo."

Haiqingqing covered her eyes, tears fell from her fingers, "I can't let go. That child is so similar to chuyun. Maybe God has pity on me and our son, and let us have a chance to atone again."

Mo Xiaojun sighed that he loved his son, but as a man, he could only stifle the impulse.

"Would you like to stay at home for a few days?" He intends to change the topic. Since ye chuyun died, they have lived abroad for a long time. Occasionally they come back to Dongjiang City, but they don't go home. Instead, they choose to stay in a hotel to escape their missing.

Hai Qingqing nodded and finally calmed down, "OK, let's go back sometime."

The next day, Ding Yiyi received a call from Hai Qingqing, and wanted her to accompany her back home. In fact, Ding Yiyi remembers that she hasn't been to ye chuyun's home yet. With a move in her heart, she agrees.

"Who's calling?" Ye nianmo encircles her body and leans her head against her neck socket.

Ding Yiyi struggles, "is the company OK recently?"

Since she recovered her memory, ye nianmo has been staying at home for a long time in the past half a month, and he didn't see him working in the morning, and he was in heat to hold her anytime and anywhere!

"Why struggle?" He broke off her face and looked at her face, the warm breath on her cheek.

She leaned back. "Don't get so close."

Ye nianmo squinted, leaned forward, holding her waist, two people fit closer, "do not explain the reason, today will not let you go."

Really a rogue, Ding Yiyi not angry look at him, at the same time some shy, "every day like this, feel not adapt."

"Oh?" Tone up, he jokingly close, "then slowly adapt, we have a lot of time."

"Puff, puff, puff." The sound of water overflowing and the smell of burning make Ding Yiyi a Leng. She quickly pushes away the people in the pass.

"The soup has become like this, the bottom of the pot is burnt, and there is a smell of burning." She was a little depressed.

Ye nianmo took a look, "where are Sophia and Montaigne?"

"Today is children's open day. They went to the botanical garden with ink painting." Ding Yiyi put his hands on the handle of the pot, forgetting that when the soup overflowed just now, his hands were very hot by the steam. As soon as he grasped it, he immediately jumped up.

Ye nianmo quickly took her hand and put it under the tap to cool down. Seeing that there was no obvious redness, she was relieved.

Pull people to the door, "stand here."

He turns around, cleans up the cooking table skillfully, fires, pours the oil, and then coats the omelet with bread flour. He doesn't put the omelet down until the oil pan is hot.

Ding Yi relies on the door bar, looking at the busy figure in the kitchen, "I remember, we used to live together, at that time you cooked delicious food."

The figure of a busy meal, ye nianmo should be a, hand turning egg roll speed slowed down.

Cohabitation that time, later she left, there are many reasons to let them separate.

"It's nice to be with you." Ding Yiyi said with a smile.The chopsticks rolled with egg rolls fell on the ground. Before she recovered, she had been hugged in her warm arms.

Listening to the fried egg rolls, the sweet and greasy smell from his nose, coupled with the warm embrace, Ding Yiyi was so happy that he couldn't say it for a moment.

Haiqingqing initiative to invite her, Ding Yiyi or some surprised, because ye chuyun's death, she always feel haiqingqing deliberately avoid themselves.

This is also very normal, after all, who do not want to think of the sad past, she thought in disorder, while according to the address given by Hai Qingqing found a villa.

The villa is surrounded by flowers and plants, and the lawn is beautifully mowed. It seems that someone comes here regularly to trim it.

The door is not closed, she said to the doorbell intercom: "Hello, I'm Yiyi."

"Yiyi, just a moment." Hai Qingqing passes in front of the camera, and then the door opens.

Haiqingqing is very enthusiastic. She has been holding her hand since she came in. "This is the place where chuyun lived when he was a child. You can take it as your own home."

"All right." Ding Yiyi said with a smile, looking at the furnishings in the room.

The design of the house reveals a delicate and gentle, uncle looks careless, should not be his design.

Mark fell on the wall, marking her line of sight with a white pen.

"Chu Yun didn't like to talk when he was a child, but he had an indescribable sense of his height." Hai Qingqing came to her and looked at the wall gently.

"Why?" Ding Yiyi found that he knew too little about ye chuyun.

Haiqingqing said with a smile: "it's not because of Xiaojun that it's not normal for children to wet their beds. He told chuyun that the children who wet their beds will not grow tall, they can only become the same height as the seven dwarfs. As a result, one day chuyun wetted his bed and cried. Since then, he has to measure his height every day for fear that he will become a dwarf."

Ding Yiyi couldn't help laughing. He didn't expect that ye chuyun was so cute. He was so serious when he first met him.

"By the way, Yiyi, by the way, you can call the kid named holly. That day, I lost my manners. I always want to thank him face to face."

It's normal to have this idea, Ding Yiyi said: "I'll call him and ask if I'm free."

On the phone, Dongqing readily agrees, which makes haiqingqing very happy and better for Ding Yiyi.

When Holly arrives, Ding Yiyi and Hai Qingqing are looking at the photos of Ye chuyun. When they see her, Hai Qingqing gets up happily and asks him to sit beside Ding Yiyi.

Ding Yiyi some strange her behavior, but did not study, put the album to Holly knee, "this is and you look like that man when he was a child."

Holly took over, carefully looked at a few pages, said with a smile: "even when I was a child is also very similar."

"Is it?" Hai Qingqing took over the conversation, looked at his eyes a little more loving, "Mr. holly and we, and Yiyi are very predestined."

She got up, "we haven't come back to this house for a long time, and the nanny can't get through today. I'll get you something good."

"I'll help you." Ding Yiyi got up in a hurry.

"No, I don't know how to cook." Hai Qingqing walks into the kitchen with a smile.

Without haiqingqing, there was a bit of silence at the scene, and the two people were still sitting close to each other.

"And yours?" Holly suddenly opened her mouth.

"What?" I don't know why.

He pointed to the album. "I care more about what you looked like when you were a child than this."

"As a child," Ding Yiyi recalled the time when she lived with her father. In summer, when the weather was very hot, her father would put watermelons in the cold. After she studied at night, she would cut watermelons for her to eat.

She couldn't forget the taste of that time all her life. Suddenly she was homesick. After recovering her memory, although she called back, she still couldn't go back to have a look.

"Nothing. I had nothing to say when I was a kid." She got up and took a sip of water, then took the opportunity to sit on the other side.

At noon, of course, he was going out to eat. Mo Xiaojun came to pick them up. Originally, he wanted Dongqin to sit in the co pilot's seat, but Hai Qingqing took the lead. "I just want to talk to him about something. You can sit in the back."

Dongqing and Ding Yiyi naturally sit together again. When she arrived at the dining room, Hai Qingqing joked: "holly, you don't help Yiyi. She likes bamboo shoots very much."

"Is it?" Holly and a large chopsticks bamboo shoots into Ding Yiyi's bowl.

Mo Xiaojun couldn't see it. He coughed softly. "Don't talk about it, don't talk about it. It's all young people who come to eat. They are self reliant."

After dinner, haiqingqing asks Dongqing to send Ding Yiyi home. He looks at them and then gets on the bus.

Back at the hotel, Mo Xiaojun still can't help saying, "Qingqing, Yiyi is married to nianmo now. Although he has regrets, it's too obvious."

Hai Qingqing looked at him and burst into tears. "Sorry, I didn't mean to. I just want to do something for Chu Yun. Do you think I'm bad?""How?" Mo Xiaojun was distressed and immediately hugged her to comfort her, "it's me who's not good. It makes you angry to say that."

He comforted her carefully. Seeing that her mood was almost stable, he said, "we'd better go back abroad. Everything here is almost settled."

Hai Qingqing was a little reluctant, "can you give me some more time? I want to give him a few more