Chapter 1855

"Nothing." Ding Yiyi was frightened by her own thoughts. At that moment, she was unwilling and aggrieved as if she was about to pour out a cup of water. If she wasn't interrupted, she would think of something terrible.

"He said He turned over and pressed on her, lowered his head and bit the delicate earlobe, "what are you thinking? Tell me. "

Ding Yiyi is about to cry. How can she say those dirty thoughts? She is not satisfied with her love and perfect husband.

Her silence burns ye nianmo's heart. Just as she wants to open her mouth, the door is pushed open. Ye Shuimo stands at the door and looks at it curiously.

"Dad, aren't you here to get another book?"

Ye nianmo looked down at his silent lover, frowned and picked out a fairy tale book from the bookshelf.

"Don't sleep. Wait for me."

Coming out of Ye Shuimo's room, ye nianmo goes to the bedroom. The bedroom is empty. He turns around and goes to the study.

The light in the study room is still on. The little figure curls up on the sofa and snores from time to time.

There seemed to be tears on the curly eyelashes. He bent down and let them get close to each other. He reached out to clear the soft curly eyelashes.

Wet fingers, really cry? He quietly looking at Ding Yiyi's sleeping face, is there anything hard to let go of?

"Read ink."

He slightly opened his eyes, then gently in her forehead down a kiss, "have a good dream."

The next day, Ding Yiyi, like nothing happened, appeared at the table on time for breakfast.

"Ink, can't get up," she pushed the milk to Ye Shuimo, feeling the gaze ahead, she turned her head, "what's the matter?"

"Nothing." Ye nianmo put the financial newspaper aside, took a sip of coffee and said, "I have a vacation in the near future."

"Do you have a holiday?" Ding Yiyi took a bite of bread, "is the company OK?"

"Nothing." Ye nianmo rushed out a map from the magazine and said, "if you have time, you can choose where you want to go."

Ding Yiyi some surprised to take the map, shake open to find that is the world map.

"I'm going where I have a brother." Ye Shuimo came and bit the bread.

"Yes, I haven't seen Xiaomiao for a long time." Ding Yiyi said with a smile, "or go to see ye Miao?"

Ye Nian drank up his coffee with a blank face. "No, this holiday is not parent-child time, it's husband and wife time."

Sophia was laughing. "The relationship between the wife and the master is good."

"I'll have husband and wife time in the future." Ye Shuimo is thinking seriously, and he must find someone like his father in the future.

Ding Yiyi couldn't help laughing, "so what candidate does ink want to find?"

Ye Shuimo seriously thought about it, and even lost his Qi when he got up. After half a sound, he said seriously, "I want to find someone like my brother!"

Ye nianmo and Ding Yiyi are a little surprised. From Xiaoye ink, they seem to have a deep attachment to Ye Miao.

Montaigne hurried forward to coax, "miss is still young, these things can be considered after more than ten years, children do not discuss this topic."

"Yes, I hope I can find a good man in the future." Ding Yiyi is smiling.

Ye nianmo put down the coffee cup and said: "yes."

Ye nianmo's decision will not change, Ding Yiyi also want to go out to relax, the last two candidates in South Korea.

On the day of departure, the weather was fine, and ye Bo and ye nianmo finalized the last task at the last moment of boarding.

When the young master and his wife enter the gate, ye Bo turns and leaves.

Sit in the car, pick up the mobile phone only to find that there are text messages.

"I'm sorry, the school is going to hold a lecture this evening. We can't have dinner together."

After song Mengjie returned home, she found a job as a Chinese teacher in a public school, and their relationship was not warm. Because they were very busy, they had not seen each other for a week.

Yesterday, I made an appointment to have dinner with you today. In the end, it's impossible.

It's already 8 p.m. after work. Ye Bo drives home and turns the car around.

At the gate of the school, a special teaching building is on. Students are studying in the evening.

After nine o'clock, some students came out from the school gate one after another. About half an hour later, song Mengjie walked out of the school gate talking and laughing with others.

"It's really delicious. I'll take you next time." The young man had a good laugh.

Song Mengjie holding textbooks, "simply next time colleagues dinner on the choice there."

"Mengjie." Thick voice accompanied by sharp footsteps.

Song Mengjie surprised back, then surprised, "Ye Bo, how did you come."

"Pick you up." Ye Bo encircled her waist and said to the young man, "hello."

"This is the school." Song Mengjie struggles to get out of his arms.There are students around who have not yet left. Looking this way, ye Bo lets go and holds her hand instead.

When the car was driving on the road, song Mengjie looked at others with a tired look. "I've been very busy recently."

"Yes." He said, stop and wait for the red light.

Song Mengjie grabs the rope of the bag and always feels that he is angry, but he doesn't know why.

"Have you eaten yet?" Ye Bo asked.

"Yes, I did. I ate in the school canteen with my colleagues." Song Mengjie a listen to a topic, happy should answer.

"And the male colleague just now?"

"Well, because he happens to teach a class. He is a PE teacher. He has just come here, so he will have dinner together."

Before he finished speaking, his cheek was caught between his fingers, and he soon got away.

She reached out and stroked her lips. The car had restarted and stopped after driving to the left.

Ye Bo gets out of the car, opens the front passenger's door, holds people in his arms as if no one else, and walks to the elevator.

Song Mengjie looks around in a hurry for fear of meeting a neighbor. How can she explain this?

Fortunately, he didn't run into a neighbor all the way and went into the house safely. Ye Bo didn't even turn on the light and went straight to the bedroom with someone in his arms.

"What's the matter with you?" In the dark, song Mengjie pushes his shoulder anxiously.

Ye Bo is silent. His eyes in the dark are brighter than the stars. The curtain is not closed. Suddenly, a weak orange light sweeps into the room. It's the residents on the opposite floor who come back.

He put his head in her neck and said, "I'm jealous."

"What?" Song Mengjie doesn't know why, but the person on him has already left, "today I sleep in the living room, sorry to scare you."

Song Mengjie got out of bed and grabbed his wrist. "What do you want to say? Just now, please tell me."

Ye Bo bowed his head and was upset. He was not such a muddler. He could do well in business, but he couldn't express his feelings.

"If you don't say it, I don't know what you're thinking." Song Mengjie almost begged to see him.

As soon as he was shocked, he felt even more anxious and spewed out a few words, "you and that male colleague."

Song Mengjie a Leng, "he is just my colleague, there is nothing between us, sometimes busy simply did not speak."

She was a little surprised. She always thought that she was the one who took the initiative. She also thought that he loved him more and more than he loved himself. Suddenly, she felt that maybe not.

Ye Bo hates such a mother-in-law's self. He pulls people over and presses them in his arms. He can't see her face, so his anxiety is calmed.

"I envy that he can spend a long time with you every day, and even that you can eat together."

Finally said, irritable heart suddenly disappeared, want to stay with her lover, want to have more intersection with her, heart and feel that such a constraint is too terrible, so self-sustaining, so depressed.

"Me too."

Song Mengjie nests in his arms, "I also want to see you every day, at least have dinner together, when I am with others, I will imagine how good it would be if you were the person opposite."

Words fall, the body has been remanded to the big bed, she watched the tall man pull the curtain, the last light disappeared, only his eyes bright as stars.

"Yebo." She whispered, shuddering when she was touched.

Ye Bo's eyes are dark, not enough, not enough to touch, only the ultimate fit, can let his beating heart slightly calm.

The white sheets were crumpled and disordered. The residents downstairs were listening to the songs, and the melodious songs came in from time to time.

Alas, song Mengjie looks at it in his mind. It's two o'clock in the morning, and he will go to school at six thirty tomorrow to accompany the students to read early.

She turned over and looked at the sleeping man. She couldn't see enough.

I didn't expect that such a serious person would say such words of jealousy. Song Mengjie held back her smile and came forward to kiss her thin and moderate lips.

If you look down again, you don't have to sleep. You force yourself to turn over and face him. Song Mengjie closes her eyes.

"From tomorrow, insist on having dinner together."

Ye Bo opened his eyes, looked at the figure of the person in front of him, and softened his tone.

For a long time, nodded, "good man."

South Korea.

Ding Yiyi is eating spicy fried rice cake while walking on the road.

"Don't eat when you walk. Don't walk when you eat." Ye nianmo refused to stir fry the rice cake.

She held the fried rice cake high, "but you see, they are all feeding their lovers like this."

Ye nianmo swept across the street, a pair of high school students were feeding each other fried rice cakes.

Ding Yiyi said this on purpose. She had expected that ye nianmo would not eat what she fed in the street.

Hu's hand was caught, ye nianmo bit off one end of the New Year cake on the bamboo stick, and his thin lips were stained with some sauce.He patted her head, helpless, "OK."

"Yes, yes." Ding Yiyi bowed his head and his ears turned red.

They stop and go in Seoul, and they don't go out of their way to pursue scenic spots. Even when they set up hotels, they feel very casual. When they get there, they can stay wherever they go. It's also fun.

A small blue and White Hotel attracted two people's attention. On the three or four steps, a fat cat with gray pattern was sleeping very deeply. English songs from the store made people lazy.

"Shall we live here today?" Ding Yiyi likes it here.

Ye nianmo of course according to her, into the door, the front desk a look is Asian, smile in English said.

"Welcome."