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Without luggage, everything is easy.

Pei Qingcheng disguised and got on the car under the cover of Wendy and aunt Yan. It is estimated that the bodyguard did not see several people coming out of the house.

Moved to Tianze garden, the place that was decorated earlier, there are all the daily necessities in it. You can live if you just clean it up.

New place, new bed, soft but don't recognize the bed at all, after dinner playing will sleep.

Pei Qingcheng leans on the bed to read, and her mobile phone doesn't turn on. He is afraid that ye will track her cell phone.

This evening should be quiet, look down at the sleeping soft red face, can not help but bow to kiss her little face.

The house is very quiet, so you can hear the doorbell coming from downstairs.

She immediately got out of bed and when she ran downstairs, it was Wendy who opened the door, staring at the tall man at the door.

Lin is still tired, holding a large box of building blocks in his arms and standing at the door without expression: "it's a little far here. Is Louyu not enough money to buy a house in the center of the city?"

"How can you find it?" I think it's a bit of rubbish to ask the exit.

Ye is tired of looking for it. Is there any place he can't find?

Wendy looks back at her. She doesn't know whether to let Ye tired in or shut him out.

After thinking about it, he politely invited ye to come in: "Ye Dong, please come inside."

A little depressed, after a day of trouble, he still found her without any difficulty.

I can't even throw away the ghost.

"Soft sleep." She told her coldly.

"So what?" Men also seem to be in a bad mood to raise their eyebrows.

"Don't tell me that the block you have is for me."

"I can wait for her to get up tomorrow morning and build blocks together. Yesterday I promised her to build the castle with her." He nodded to Wendy and walked upstairs with his long legs.

"Hello." Pei Qingcheng has nothing to do with such a person who talks to himself.

stopped him and looked at him with a bad eye. "Ye Dong, are you very idle? Do you have no place to sleep or have livelong night?

"Will you lead the way upstairs or let me carry you up?" The man raised his eyebrows patiently: "eh?"

Fortunately, Lou Yu Lou was not at home in the evening. He went to the director's house to discuss the script. He came back very late at night.

Wendy saw this and slipped up the stairs from the side.

She can see the entanglement between Pei Qingcheng and ye tired. She'd better not get involved.

"Ye is tired." She gritted her teeth and was on the verge of mania: "is this game fun?"

The man looked at her quietly for a few seconds and clasped her wrist: "go back to the room."

"Ye tired!" She pulled out her hand and didn't push him away on the stairs. In case of any accident, it would be bad: "if you come to me again, I will turn myself in."

I blurted out completely. I didn't think about it before, so I said it.

Ye's tired face becomes very ugly. He looks at Pei Qingcheng's cold and delicate face.

She can do what she says. This little woman has always had a strong temper.

After looking at her for a moment, the black in her eyes has already gathered into a thick and inseparable color, like a cloudy night sky, clouds wrapped in clouds, I do not know when it will rain.

"You hate me so much?"

"Yes." Without hesitation, he answered without hesitation: "Ye tired, you have disturbed my normal life with soft and soft, and you often go in and out here. Sooner or later, others will find out that even if I don't turn myself in, I can't hide it."

"Who dares to move you when you are protected by me?"

"Me." "To me, there's no difference between being under your nose and being in prison. I'll say again, softness is not your daughter. You think it looks like you, don't you think it's the same as that of Yulou?"

"Who is soft and soft? This problem needs no more entanglement. Even if it is not mine, is it yours?" Hold her by the shoulder, but not with force.

"Is it mine? What does it have to do with you?"

"Yours is mine."

She couldn't help laughing. Laughing, she had to hold on to the handrail of the stairs, so as not to fall down: "Ye Dong, we are not close to this point, are we?"

"Soft and soft is our second child. Do you think you are so close?"

All in all, he recognized that softness was his daughter.

His intuition has always been accurate.

Say soft soft is not his daughter, say more oneself also feel guilty.

He took the building block in his arms: "building blocks, I will give soft, give you a suggestion, if you want to see her, once a week, more than this number, or like now to disturb my life, what can I do, you should be very clear."

Pei Qingcheng was forced to turn herself in.

This fierce little wild horse can't hold her rein sometimes.But he likes it.

The anger in his eyes soon disappeared. He seemed to give in and looked up at the upstairs: "I'll go up and have a look at the softness. Is it always OK?"

This requirement, it doesn't sound too much.

But the mouth is not willing to relax: "you did not see this morning."

"After lunch at noon, isn't it dinner for the evening?" He took her hand and went upstairs.

Helpless, follow upstairs, holding arms standing at the door of the bedroom, looking at the man bent over, focusing on the soft sleep on the bed.

He watched for a long time, and Pei Qingcheng felt sleepy.

"How long are you going to watch it?"

"Is there a time limit?" He sneered without looking up.

"Almost." Go to the man's side, mercilessly ask for leave: "Ye Dong, please go!"

Ye tired finally kisses on the soft cheek, then straightens up and walks to the door.

He did not entangle too much, really left, Pei Qingcheng some accident.

Followed by the downstairs to the gate, looking at the man bent over to wear shoes.

Standing at the door of the gate, the man's hand was on the handle of the door, and he didn't pull it back.

"If you feel comfortable with the distance, I'll be a little bit away from you."

"Well." She hummed.

"Let Lou Yu Lou stop tossing about. He bought several houses in Mo Cheng. Where did he rent the house? I have detailed information."

In other words, they are transparent in his eyes.

If he finds it, don't expect it to disappear.

She leaned against the wall and did not speak. She looked down at her feet in red plaid slippers.

He opened the door, but did not go out, turned to gaze at Pei Qingcheng's eyes.

"Do you hate me so much? Well? "

His voice was relaxed, but his eyes were solemn.

Is it that she conceals so well that ye can't see her mind?

"That's all," she said with a smile

"What about that?" His gloomy eyes seemed to penetrate her heart: "I love you!"

This is probably the first time ye tired said that he loved her. In such a light way, he seemed to say goodbye or say hello.

She didn't know how to pick up his words for a moment. She turned her head and didn't look at his eyes

He gazed at her for a moment, then faintly laughed: "even if you don't love me, you don't hate me, do you?"

"Ye Dong's requirements are so low now. Don't you hate it?"

"Don't hate is the first step. It's not impossible to let you fall in love with me." He pinched her chin with two fingers, drew close to his face, and gave her a kiss on the lips: "I'll see you at least twice a week. I can't bargain."

This time, he really left, opened the door and walked out in a big stride.

Then he closed the door, stood at the door for a moment, and looked back at Wendy standing at the top of the stairs looking at her.

"The city is falling." She whispered, "I'm a little moved."

"What moved you?"

"He confessed to you."

Pei Qingcheng couldn't help crying and laughing: "that way, even if the confession, completely insincere."

"The most sincere way is that you don't have a burden."

Pei Qingcheng was stunned, staring at Wendy: "is it?"

"I don't understand. Why did you insist on leaving him

Pei Qingcheng did not talk to her deeply about this.

It's not that I don't want to say, but I feel that the situation has changed and there is no need to mention it again.

But now, it's still involved.

Sitting down on the sofa in the living room, Pei Qingcheng held a cup of tea and said slowly, "there are two reasons. First, I was raped. Second, he loved yuziyue so much at that time that I couldn't accept such feelings."

Wendy widened her eyes and looked at Pei Qingcheng incredulously: "what do you say?"

"This secret is known only by Yu Lou and Pei Zhijun."

"When did it happen?"

"My pregnancy, the first child that didn't fall off." Now, it's very, very calm. It's like telling someone else's story: "when I go to a coffee shop and have a cup of milk tea, I'll be drugged. Although I have no memory of that period, it just happened."

"The city is falling." Wendy held her hand pitifully and stopped.

"It's OK. It's all over." Pei Qingcheng chuckled: "four years ago, I have already come out."

"But I don't think he loves Yu ziyue too deeply."

"How long have you known him?" Pei Qingcheng sipped her tea, and the heat smothered her eyes and her breath: "you don't know the shock and despair I saw in the studio that day were full of portraits of yuziyue. For a time, I thought those paintings were me, but they were not. They were all yuziyue."She looked at Wendy, and there was still a trace of despair and disappointment in her eyes: "you can't understand what I felt at that time. It was like a basin of ice water pouring down from the beginning and freezing me up quickly. Before you could think about it, you had already fallen into the ice cave."

"It's said that you and Yu ziyue look very similar. How do you know that it's her, not you?"

"There is always something different about people who are similar. Even twins are different in details, not to mention that we are two completely different people." She pointed to her neck: "all the portraits have a mole here, and I don't have one."

Wendy looked at her for a long time, and a trace of confusion slipped in her clear eyes: "so, because of a mole, are you determined to leave Ye tired?"

"Just because of a mole?" She tilted her head to think for a while, then nodded with a smile: "almost, to be frank, that's because of a mole."

"If possible, I really want to see those paintings. Who are the people in them? I think I can see them."

"Well?" Pei Qingcheng looked at her: "are you studying art?"

"No Wendy shook her head. "I'm not an art major, but I'm an outsider. Maybe I can see more clearly than you."

The topic could have ended when the topic was finished. Pei Qingcheng got up after drinking the tea in his cup and slowly went upstairs with Wendy.

When they went up the stairs, they were ready to break up and go back to their respective rooms. Pei Qingcheng suddenly stopped.

"Are you interested in seeing those paintings with me?"

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