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Moreover, the two of them were good friends. Jia Ying Ying's father would always tell him that she had to take good care of Jia Ying Ying, and had only considered him to be Jia Ying Ying's younger sister.

"But Senior Brother, don't tell me you still don't know what's on my mind?"

"Yingying, I'm sorry, I'm going back to my dorm, I'm a little tired today." Hearing Jia Ying Ying's words, Mu Yi Yang immediately stretched out his hand and tightly rubbed his forehead, as he said with a slight headache.

"What's wrong? Senior Brother, is your body not feeling well? " When Jia Ying Ying saw Mu Yi Yang's appearance, she could not help but nervously ask.

"It's fine, Yingying, you should go back and see Liu Jun Hao! I was afraid that he would... "

"What will happen to him?" Jia Ying Ying acted like he did not care and just spat out one sentence.

"Yingying, Liu Jun Hao cares about you a lot." After Mu Yi Yang heard Jia Ying Ying's indifferent words, she slightly shook her head, as if she was sighing for Jia Ying Ying from the bottom of her heart.

"Alright, alright, I understand. Senior Brother, I won't disturb you today." Jia Ying Ying was annoyed by what Mu Yi Yang had said, he knew that a woman, as long as they could get forgiveness, although it was only the first step, it was not a big deal. As long as he could continue to get Mu Yi Yang's trust, it was fine.

"Mm, good boy!" Mu Yi Yang slightly nodded, he extended his hand and gently caressed Jia Ying Ying's hair and said gently.

"En!" Jia Ying Ying nodded obediently, she then raised her head and looked at the man in front of him with a hint of admiration. She swore to herself that this man would definitely be his in the future.

"Then let's go back earlier!" Mu Yi Yang faintly glanced at Jia Ying Ying, and the thin lips at the corner of his mouth slightly pursed up, as he spat out a few words.

"Hm!" "Alright!" Jia Ying Ying had that light smile on her face as she walked towards the back of Mu Yi Yang happily.

However, when he walked past Mu Yi Yang, Jia Ying Ying suddenly hugged Mu Yi Yang's body behind him.

"Senior Brother, can I hug you?" Mu Yi Yang originally wanted to pull Jia Ying Ying's hand away, because the two of them were right in front of his own dorm room's entrance. He did not know when the closed door would be opened, but then, Jia Ying Ying spat out a few words in a begging tone.

Mu Yi Yang finally let go of his hands. Of course, what he was afraid of was the tightly shut door, if it suddenly opened, what would he do if the little white rabbit hit him?

At this time, Song Yao Yao had actually long since known that Mu Yi Yang had returned, and the conversation between the two had faintly entered her ears. Adding to that, she could see the situation outside through her cat's eye.

Song Yao Yao's heart felt as if it was ruthlessly stung.

What was going on?

How could his heart hurt?

Had she really fallen in love with Mu Yi Yang?

No, four years of love could actually make her heart fall in love with this man in front of her in just three days?

Could this be the human heart?

No wonder she was said to be greedy?

Song Yao Yao did not continue to watch, but slowly walked up the stairs. The current her seemed to want to escape, trying to escape.

Furthermore, he kept telling himself in the bottom of his heart that he had to believe in Mu Yi Yang, even if he didn't trust everyone. He also had to believe in Mu Yi Yang, because Mu Yi Yang was someone he could trust the most.

That scene might have been intentional by that crazy woman. Right, it must have been intentional, she must have wanted him to leave Mu Yi Yang.

Song Yao Yao thought like this in her heart, and stopped thinking too much about it, and slowly walked towards the kitchen.

He quickly found the ingredients needed to make dinner in the fridge and tried to make his heart as calm as the lake!

Song Yao Yao took out some ingredients from the fridge that could be used to make a simple dinner. Actually, Lady He Lan had once said that she wanted to grab onto a man's heart and stomach.

Song Yao Yao had heard her mother nagging about this since she was very young, so …

After Song Yao Yao quickly washed some vegetables, she started to cook them in the pot. Her ears couldn't help but want to hear whether or not the door was open.

Very quickly, the door opened, and Song Yao Yao immediately focused on cooking.

Since he was back, then that woman should have already left!

"Wife, why are you cooking in the kitchen!? Are your feet better? " After Mu Yi Yang opened the door and entered the room, he did not see Song Yao Yao sitting on the sofa, the nervousness in his heart had also slightly eased up.

He turned around and walked into the kitchen, only to see Song Yao Yao wearing an apron as she stood there, earnestly trying to cook the dishes in the pot.

"Hubby, you're back!" Seeing Mu Yi Yang's return, Song Yao Yao's beautiful eyes couldn't help but moisten once again.

"Wife, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? " Seeing Song Yao Yao's tears, Mu Yi Yang's eyes were slightly shocked. She came to Song Yao Yao's side somewhat nervously, and took the opportunity to wipe her tears away with a tissue.

"It's nothing. Maybe it's because of the smoke!" Song Yao Yao slightly turned her head, pretending that nothing was happening, and said.

"That wife, you go out first! Let me handle this! " A hint of pain gradually surfaced in Mu Yi Yang's eyes, but what Mu Yi Yang was most worried about was whether or not he had seen what had just happened.

"No need, cooking and cooking is a woman's affair. You must be tired from working outside!" Let's go out and sit on the sofa to rest for a bit! When I'm done, I'll call you! "

Song Yao Yao looked at Mu Yi Yang with a somewhat considerate smile, and said with a gentle voice.

"Wife, let me do it!" Mu Yi Yang hugged Mu Yi Yang from behind and licked his handsome face onto Song Yao Yao's shoulder, breathing in the scent of his soft hair.

"Alright, if you write it well, I will give you a reward!" As Mu Yi Yang finished speaking, he gently kissed Song Yao Yao on the cheek.

"Don't tell me this is the reward you were talking about?" A hint of disappointment faintly surfaced on Song Yao Yao's face.

Song Yao Yao's face was flushed red, she was so shy that she did not dare look at Mu Yi Yang's back.

But when Mu Yi Yang came outside, his large figure pressed down on the sofa, directly pressing down on the body that had been busy all day, which was on the sofa.

… ….

After a while, when Song Yao Yao came out of the kitchen, she was already sitting on the sofa with her eyes closed, deep in thought.

After Song Yao Yao prepared the food, he slowly walked to Mu Yi Yang's side.

Initially, he had not wanted to disturb Mu Yi Yang's rest, but he felt that Mu Yi Yang seemed to be very tired once again.

Song Yao Yao couldn't help but want to pacify her knitted eyebrows, so she stretched out her hand and placed her ice-cold fingertip on Mu Yi Yang's forehead.

Gently massaging, in an instant, a warm feeling, along with the method of massaging, stealthily entered Mu Yi Yang's mind. In addition to that, Song Yao Yao also carried the sweet scent of a young girl with him, which made him feel so comfortable that he wanted to fall asleep.

"Wife, where did you learn your massage technique?" Mu Yi Yang was suddenly curious, the little white rabbit was actually being massaged.

"This!" I just read it in a book, so I learned it. Song Yao Yao naturally did not dare to say that, before this method, it was to curry favor with Nan Gong Xu. She had thought that Nan Gong Xu would be her future husband, but she had learned a lot, and since she knew that the Nan Gong Xu family was a rich family, she also learned how to speak, or how to curry favor with a man's heart.

But, even so, Nan Gong Xu was still …

As Song Yao Yao thought of this, a bitter smile surfaced on her face.

"Un, it's very comfortable. It feels so comfortable that I'm about to fall asleep." Mu Yi Yang nodded slightly, and pursed his lips in satisfaction.

"That won't do. Have you eaten lunch yet? Go back to sleep after eating your fill! " Song Yao Yao immediately laughed and protested.

"En, alright!" "Then my wife, next time I want you to give me a massage." Mu Yi Yang began to request it with a smile.