Zhang Ye lies on the soft big bed in the guest room, looking at the bright moonlight outside, but he can't sleep.
Today's events constantly reverberated in his mind, and the scene that happened on the sofa a few hours ago came to light, especially when Lena's bath towel fell.
Shit!
How can I think of that woman again? I'm really unlucky. For no reason, I provoked such a bomb girl.
Zhang Ye quickly shakes his head and drives this stupid woman away from his mind. He thinks that he must make time to call sister Ru tomorrow to ask what's the matter with Reina and why Zhou Mengru sent her the keys to her home. Then he tries to drive this stupid woman away.
Zhang Ye doesn't worry about leina, but when he comes back in the evening, Huo Mingwei's attitude makes him frown slightly.
It seems that her behavior today is a little strange. If you were any woman, no one would be able to keep quiet except for the open-minded and intelligent woman like sister Ru.
What does Huo Mingwei want to do? She wants to talk to herself tomorrow. What is she going to say to herself?
Zhang Ye tosses and turns on the bed, in the brain this uncertain idea always lingers.
However, in another room of Huo's villa, Huo Mingwei also stayed up all night.
As a woman, Zhang Ye's affairs today make her a little angry. After all, she is always Xiao Ye's legal husband and wife. What's the matter with him when he's always out.
Moreover, Huo Mingwei also found that all the women around her husband were extremely beautiful. Naturally, Zhou Mengru didn't have to say that it was a mountain that even she couldn't cross.
But Feng Yan and leina are not inferior to themselves in terms of beauty and figure, and even leina is more enchanting than herself.
Even if she is ordinary Feng Yan, she also has her own wisdom. She can't catch up with Zhang Ye's meticulous care.
Every woman around Zhang Ye seems to have irreplaceable advantages. Compared with them, what do they have.
Reputation? Status? Money? A business genius?
But are these things he is proud of really what Ono needs? Does he really care?
If Ono doesn't care, what advantages can she have among several women, and how can she firmly grasp Ono's heart? Will one day he leave himself because of his bad EQ?
Suddenly, Huo Mingwei's heart inexplicably rises a kind of indescribable sense of crisis, the darkness of the room seems to have swallowed her, scared her to quickly retract into the quilt.
No way!
I can't let things go on like this. I must try my best to stay by Ono's side.
In the quilt Huo Mingwei heart so decides.
The next morning, Zhang Ye slowly opened his eyes and looked at the time on his mobile phone. It was still 6:30, and his biological clock was almost accurate to seconds.
However, he didn't practice martial arts today. After all, he is not in his own home now, so he sits on the ground and runs the ancient books to cover the sky.
After the last breakthrough, although it was only a few days, his level of the seventh grade after tomorrow was almost stable.
The internal force is surging in the body, like a torrent, ferociously along the meridians through the white jade like spine, completing one big week after another.
Although Zhang Ye is still a long way away from the eighth grade of the day after tomorrow, he is not worried at all. He just practices step by step and looks forward to the day when he will break through the gate of mana.
On that day, you can not only become a true practitioner, but also greatly improve your cooking skills. You can even add a series of Chinese food treasures to Weixiang.
Medicated diet!
This is the brand series that he wanted to launch when he planned to run Weixiang store, and only this series is completely unique to him.
Only when he launched the real medicated food series, can he have the strength to compete with other chefs, and finally step by step to the top of the world.
Almost eight o'clock, Zhang Ye's keen hearing finally heard Huo Mingwei come out of the room.
Now his hearing is almost sharp, even across the floor can hear the subtle sound of footsteps.
If he arrives at the real gas refining stage, he can even know the pulse condition of the other party directly by his hearing.
This is a unique skill of the master of Lian Tian, which is called the skill of observing symptoms. It can be divided into three realms.
The first is to diagnose each other's physical condition by hearing, and the second is to judge the patient's condition by smelling each other's breath.
However, the last realm is the skill of looking at Qi that he and Mr. Tang once mentioned, and that is the real skill of looking at Qi.
The friars who have reached this state don't need to feel the pulse at all. As long as they look at it, they can see at a glance what the disease is and where the lesion is.However, to reach such a level, Zhang Ye knows that he at least needs to reach the legendary golden elixir. As for his skill of looking at Qi, it's not even skin.
Slowly received the skill, Zhang Ye stood up in the bathroom and simply washed, this just put on the clothes out of the guest room.
"Uncle, you wake up. Sit down. Breakfast will be ready soon." Sister Liu saw Zhang Ye swinging into the living room and said with a smile.
"Sister Liu, just call me Xiaoye. It's a little strange to call my uncle." Zhang Ye touched his nose and said awkwardly.
"Well, Ono, help me to take out the milk first." Liu said with a smile, as if she didn't care what to call Zhang Ye.
Zhang Ye nodded, carrying two cups of hot milk back to the restaurant, but Huo Mingwei was already sitting at the table in her light blue pajamas.
At this time, she was not dressed, her hair was a bit lazy, and her expression was not so cold. Now she was holding a stack of documents and looking at them carefully.
"Mingwei, you're up. Did you sleep well last night?" Zhang Ye asked with a smile, but as soon as this sentence came out, he regretted that he wanted to smoke his mouth.
Your sister.
Could you sleep well if your man got into the station last night and was told in public what role-playing game he played with a beautiful bubbly policewoman?
"It's OK. There were a lot of things in the group yesterday. I was a little tired, so I fell asleep."
Huo Mingwei responded blandly, but her tone didn't seem to be angry. She even felt like a couple.
"Well, drink some milk. The nutrition of breakfast is very important." Zhang ye put the milk in front of Huo Mingwei a little embarrassed.
At this time, she raised her head, stared at Zhang Ye for a while, and handed over 20 pages of information in her hand.
"Before breakfast is over, read it all. I have something to say to you later."