Chapter 188

In a small apartment.

Ji Yao's mobile phone rings, which wakes Ji Yao from his sleep.

She frowned and couldn't open her eyes. She fumbled and took out the mobile phone from her pants pocket. Her eyes narrowed and opened a slit. She saw that it was Ji Mengyao's, and then she picked it up, "hello..."

"Where are you?" Ji Mengyao with the voice of condemnation came out of the receiver, "there is an important meeting at 9 o'clock this morning, have you forgotten it?"

Ji Yao slightly twisted his eyebrows and squinted at the time on the mobile phone. It was almost 12 o'clock!

So he immediately sat up from the bed, and found that this was not an apartment by the sea, nor a hotel, but Luo Yihuan's home, because there were pictures of Luo Yihuan on the bedside table.

"Where are you?" Ji Mengyao asked.

Ji Yao slightly pick eyebrows, soft tone, "Hotel ah, last night and friends drink too much, sleep in the hotel, good, I am wrong, next time will not."

Seeing Ji Yao admit his mistake voluntarily, Ji Mengyao can't say anything more, so he hung up the phone.

Ji Yao put his mobile phone on the bedside table. At this time, he saw the note on the bedside table: Little uncle, there is millet porridge in the rice cooker. You must have drunk too much last night, and your stomach must be uncomfortable. Go out after drinking it. Your clothes are hanging on the balcony. You vomited everywhere last night. I went to school! bye-bye!

Luo Yihuan's handwriting is neat, like a pupil, with a bit of childishness.

But Ji Yao likes it in his heart.

Ji Yao opened the quilt and saw that he was only wearing trousers Suddenly stunned, Luo Yihuan is still a little girl. I don't know how she took his pants off last night.

Thinking of this, Ji Yao's mind automatically comes up with the moving appearance of Luo Yihuan closing his eyes, blushing with shame and taking off his pants.

Ji Yao dressed neatly, opened the door, and was ready to leave, but he stopped, thought about it, closed it again, went back to the kitchen, filled a bowl of millet porridge from the rice cooker, and began to drink.

In the middle of the drink, he heard the door ring, thinking that Luo Yihuan was back, so he got up and walked towards the door.

Luo Yihuan looks at the pair of disposable slippers in front of the shoe cabinet and frowns slightly. It seems that Ji Yao has gone.

After Ji Yao came out of the kitchen, he saw Luo Yihuan looking at the pair of disposable slippers he had worn before, looking like a lost one.

So he said with a smile, "what's the matter

When Luo Yihuan heard Ji Yao's voice, a surprised look appeared on his face immediately. Then he was embarrassed and walked toward Ji Yao. "Why haven't you left, little uncle?"

Ji Yao reaches out his hand to touch Luo Yihuan's head, but she subconsciously evades it. Ji Yao's eyes flash a trace of displeasure.

So the long arm stretched out and pulled Luo Yihuan into his arms. He pressed her head with his hand, and his voice was low, "don't hide from me."

Luo Yihuan struggles, but Ji Yao holds her tightly.

"Don't do that, little uncle." Luo Yihuan continued to struggle, as if there was a faint cry, "I'm afraid, you go! Let's just say we've never met, OK? "

Hearing Luo Yihuan's words, Ji Yao's eyebrows twisted

, puzzled and unhappy, his heart suddenly shrank, with bursts of pain, "why?"

Luo Yihuan raised his head and looked at Ji Yao. The big eyes of shuilingling were covered with a layer of mist. His tears were swirling in his eyes. "We are not people of the same world. In the future, we should not meet again."

Speaking of this, the tears in Luo Yihuan's eyes could not stop flowing down and sobbing.

Ji Yao was immediately flustered, "how come you are not a person of the world? Why don't you meet again, encounter so many times, what is not fate? Is it a premeditated coincidence

Hearing Ji Yao say so, Luo Yihuan's heart cluttered for a moment, why? Is it that she has revealed something?

"Even if you say it's your deliberate design and my chance encounter." Ji Yao looked at Luo Yi Huan's watery eyes, heartache, "I will not believe it, I firmly believe that this is our fate, so we can't miss you."