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"Pour the city, who are you guessing about the people in this door?" Tang Kexin's voice can be described as "happy leap". Even if Pei pour has not seen everything in the door, he can guess it must be related to Ye's fatigue.

Indeed, the lens is stretching to the door seam. From the door seam, Pei pour city sees Ye tired.

This is a Japanese tea shop and other places. Ye sits on the tatami, leaning against the wall, holding a glass of wine in his hand, squinting his eyes half, and opening two buttons at the collar of the light gray shirt, revealing his chest, which makes people think about what happened before.

He was not alone, and he was close to a girl, wearing a low neckline knit dress of the same color, showing a beautiful collar.

The girl is not someone else, it is a long way.

They are very close. Pei pour never saw Ye tired beside him. Besides who else she can get close to him, even Ding Han has to keep some distance with him.

Because ye is tired of not liking that others are close to him.

It seems that Shen Yuanyuan is another special existence except for her.

When the camera turns back, Tang Kexin should be a trot all the way, and runs into a compartment. Her contented face appears in the lens: "pour the city, do you see clearly?"

Of course, I can see it clearly, but I can see it again.

Tang Kexin called in the middle of the night to beat her.

Pei pour City sneer: "what do I think you are excited about, please?"

"Who said that?" Tang Kexin sat down and took a glass of water on the table and drank: "I am sorry for you. I come to" he "tonight to talk to my friends. Just passing by the front door of the box, I saw Ye Dong and the Shen long way. I think it is necessary for you to know this kind of thing

The heart of simazhao, which is the heart of Tang Kexin, can not be seen by Pei pour City, because it is too obvious.

Pei pour city does not know what kind of expression she should give Tang Kexin, so she can feel that her call is very valuable.

"I'm sorry, you forgot that my relationship with Ye is not vinegar." Pei pour city light, went to the refrigerator of living room to take a bottle of water to drink.

"I just think you have the right to know. Don't be kept in the dark. Ah, I am also good to you and I am very attentive to you, but I can't understand it with Shen Yuan."

"You met them at the tea house, not on the bed of the hotel. Don't be so out of order." Pei pour city to pour down a small half bottle of ice water, the stomach of ice all ache: "OK, if you have nothing else, I will sleep."

"Well, you sleep, and if they have any further action, I'll tell you!"

Pei pour City hung up the phone, is very upset.

Originally read read already had the sleep, but now do not know whether is the ice water drink, unexpectedly not sleepy.

The relationship between Ye tired and Shen Yuan was very confusing.

Shen Zhiyuan is the fiancee arranged for him in his family, but he refuses to insist on marrying Pei. It should be that Shen Yuan has a general relationship with Shen Dao, even very exclusive.

But ye is tired and Shen Yuanyuan have always been along. Their relationship is very good, so that Pei can't understand it.

Picked up the book again and turned over a few pages, a word did not see, ice water and ice stomach also some pain.

She went downstairs to find something hot to drink, and found that the kitchen was a cold pot and cold stove, and she didn't want to make coffee.

After a round of watching, I didn't find anything to go upstairs to sleep. Just passing through the wine cabinet, the ghost stopped and took a bottle of Martelli in the cupboard.

Holding a bottle of wine in hand, holding a crystal goblet, he found a box of nuts in the food cabinet and returned to the room and opened the drunkard mode.

Before, she didn't have to drink once in a few years. She drank it all these days and was almost a drunkard.

Martelli has a strong aroma, and it is full of mellow with nuts.

But Martelli has a lot of energy. Two drinks are under the stomach. Pei pour city has already been drunk.

Drunk is also very good, can sleep without hindrance.

After the third cup, Pei pour city really drunk, stumbled to the bed, fell down.

Ye was tired when he returned to Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng, it was 2 a.m.

Staying up late is not a good habit, but he can't sleep tonight.

Although I know that there may be a person waiting for him at home, although I just pretend to love him in front of my grandmother, I think it will warm his heart occasionally.

But tonight it seems that she can't be faced.

Push open the door, a breath of wine came, and you can see half a bottle of Martelli left on the table and the mixed nuts scattered on the table.

As he took off his coat and walked to the bed, Pei pour city was lying on the bed sleeping in the fragrance.

What is bothering, must drink wine to sleep?

Take Pei's waist, turn her over gently, and then lift the hair off her face.

Pei pour City drunk hazy, alcohol makes her cheek red and moist.

She opened her eyes and looked at it, and suddenly she showed a vague smile: "you are back.""Why drink?" Ye tired to help her pull up the quilt, and then poured a cup of warm water to slowly feed down.

"Drink if you want." Pei Qingcheng grinned and showed his white teeth.

She sat staring at the girl leaning on the bed in front of her. Her long curly hair was draped on her shoulders. Her cheeks were slightly red and her eyes were moving.

She seems to have something on her mind that she can't vent. She has to use alcohol to release herself.

"It's not a good habit to hypnotize with alcohol."

Pei Qingcheng narrowed his eyes and tried to lean forward. He drew close to ye and sucked his nose. "You said me, didn't you also drink wine?"

But different from her, she is a person to drink to worry, and he is to drink with a beautiful woman.

Pei Qingcheng couldn't help laughing: "we two drunkards, who don't say who."

In the tone, there is a smell of gunpowder.

Ye is tired of changing the subject and doesn't want to quarrel with her.

"Grandma, are you leaving tonight?"

"To the sanatorium." Pei Qingcheng looks at Lin tired in the opposite side, trying to make him not shake in her eyes, but still shaking badly, as if to shake out of her sight.

Ye is tired of holding her shoulders. He wanted to rest on his shoulders for a sleep, but just after he got close to him, he smelled a familiar fragrance.

is very quiet, elegant, and smells of orange perfume. She sniffed it once upon a long distance.

The body suddenly became stiff and leaned back on the bed again.

She has always thought that the saint of love, in fact, is also a person of both sides.

Heart faint rise disappointment and loss, the body slowly slide down, will be pulled over the head of the quilt.

Soon, the quilt was pulled down by Ye tired, and tucked in her chin: "don't be stuffy. I'll take a bath."

Looking at Ye's tired figure, he enters the bathroom and closes the door.

The spirit of wine dissipated in an instant.

I'm sleepy, I'm dizzy, but I can't sleep.

She closed her eyes and felt Ye tired lying beside her. The faint fragrance of Viola shower was very pleasant.

She turns over, just Lin tired is facing her, two people four eyes opposite, nose tip to nose tip.

Originally, I didn't intend to ask the question. When I threw it out, I always felt very strange. It didn't seem like the question she should ask, but she said it without much thought.

"In the evening, why didn't you come back for dinner? With whom? "

"Far away." He was quite honest and frank.

He is very honest. Pei Qingcheng doesn't know what to say.

Micro closed eyes, sleepy and tired in the conflict with her heart, in her heart to fight, hit her upset.

Ye's tired fingers are gently rubbing her cheek, as if hypnotizing her. In a low voice, "sleep, tilt, it's late."

Yeah, it's late. I'm sleepy, but I can't sleep.

The body wants to sleep, but the brain doesn't let her sleep.

Turning over, ye tired reaches out and takes her into his arms. He curls up in his arms. Suddenly, he sleeps.

She had a good night's sleep, but she was a little thirsty.

Ye struggles from his tired arms, and he is still asleep.

Looking at his marble face, Pei Qingcheng has forgotten his thirst. He holds his head in one hand and looks at Ye's tired face.

Pei Qingcheng met a lot of handsome men, Chinese and foreign. One year when he went to Europe, he could meet several handsome men by subway.

European handsome men have white skin and deep outline, especially their blue eyes, like the Erhai Lake in Dali, and the whole sky is rippling in their eyes.

She has a special love for blue eyes, but since seeing ye's tired black eyes, blue seems not to be the opponent of black. Pei Qingcheng has never seen such a quiet eye. There will never be a trace of waves in her quiet eyes. She can suck her in.

When she looked into his eyes, she felt confused, confused and helpless.

Fortunately, Ye is asleep now, with his eyes closed.

His eyelashes are slightly warped and thick, and his nose is straight. His outline is not as deep as that of his European brother. But the Asian face, Ye's tired outline appears just right.

Yeah, that's what he did. Just fine.

Each of the facial features is just right, a little more is not perfect.

She suddenly felt that if she had seen the front of Ye tired, she would not have fallen in love with Yin Han.

She is not so superficial, just look at a person's appearance, but ye tired face, always let people have a feeling of palpitation.

Therefore, Pei Qingcheng could not hate such a face.

She has become more and more strange recently. She will be confused by this face and sink for Ye's tired and affectionate eyes.

She can't. She has to be aware of who she loves and who she hates.

She moved her eyes away to the small ornaments of the Eiffel Tower on the bedside table.

Yin Han gave it to her. They went to visit the Eiffel Tower. There were so many tourists that they didn't go there for a long time. They went to the small shops nearby. Yin Han bought a miniature version of the silver Eiffel Tower and gave it to her.It's exquisite. Pei Qingcheng likes it very much. But after playing for a while, she puts it in the drawer. Later, after Yin Han's death, she sorted out her things and found out the little thing.

Looking at it, I remember Yin Han.

"Yin Han, Yin Han, Yin Han." She said in her heart, you can't forget who you love just because there is such a man beside you.

Force yourself to ignore the men around you, force.

She opened the quilt and got up. In fact, her action of dressing was very small, but there was still a voice behind her, which was just waking up: "leaning."

Pursed lips, Pei Qingcheng turned to look at him: "sorry, I drank again yesterday."

"Next time if you want to drink, remember to let me accompany you." He also got up and dressed. Pei Qingcheng found that the thick gauze on his chest had been replaced by a thin one. Looking at his free movement, the wound should be much better.

"I won't drink next time." She seems to have made up her mind. Originally, she doesn't like drinking. She doesn't know what happened recently. She always likes to use alcohol to anesthetize herself.

"Is it because of the pain?" Ye puts his tired hand on her shoulder.

"I'm in good health."

"I mean, heart."

Pei Qingcheng breathless, heartache this matter, as if every day a little bit.

It hurts when I think of Yin Han, but sometimes it seems that the pain is even worse when I think of Ye tired.

She didn't look back and bit her lower lip tightly. Her tone was affirmative: "if it doesn't hurt, there's no need for alcohol."

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