Xue Wenjun turned to the empty valley and called: "Xia Yihan, I like you, you and you!" The sound reverberates unceasingly, Xue Wenjun turns to look at Xia Yihan.

"Why are you so resistant to girls?" Xue Wenjun's confession Xia Yihan can not respond, can only change the topic.

Xue Wenjun shrugged: "when I came back from school, I saw my father and other women doing disgusting things. After that, I resisted contacting women."

Xia Yihan stretched out his finger and gently touched Xue Wenjun's arm and asked, "so I really won the lottery? Become the only one who can touch you? "

Xue Wenjun raised his eyebrows and looked at Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan stretched out his hand and poked. Xue Wenjun suddenly grasped Xia Yihan's finger and softened his voice and said, "if he always hurts you, why don't you choose a road without thorns."

Xia Yihan takes out his hand to look at the dark sky, and unconsciously touches the eardrop beside his ear. Maybe that person will listen carefully to himself in a place.

"What if I can't forget him for a while?" Xia Yihan asked in a low voice, as if to speak to Xue Wenjun, but also as if to himself.

Xia Yihan's words let Xue Wenjun's eyes brighten and said without thinking: "I'm waiting for you!"

"Because only I can touch you?" Xia Yihan looks at Xue Wenjun seriously. Xue Wenjun wants to explain. Xia Yihan suddenly chuckles.

"Bang!" The glass makes a huge crash sound. Ye Zimo looks at everything on the screen coldly and tells himself to be patient. Everything is to protect the woman and the smiling face on her face.

Xue Wenjun's comfort makes Xia Yihan have no dream all night. When she wakes up in the morning and walks down the stairs, Xia Yihan smells the taste of porridge. Breakfast in Washington is all western style. How could there be porridge this morning?

Xue Wenjun didn't see Xia Yihan looking at himself at the stairs. He mumbled the lettuce and cut the mushrooms into slices.

"How much salt do you want?" Xue Wenjun was worried with the salt jar and regretted to open all the servants. "Just a little bit, because the mushroom itself is very fragrant." Xia Yihan said with a smile.

"How did you get down? It's still very early! " Xuewenjun see Xia Yihan some confused, in a hurry to untie the apron.

"Let's make breakfast together." Xia Yihan naughty looking at Xue Wenjun, take the initiative to take out the salt jar and put a little salt in the porridge.

Looking at Xia Yihan's busy back, Xue Wenjun is full of warmth. He thinks that there will not be such a woman and himself in the kitchen for a meal in his life. But this woman finally appears, but he is too late.

Xia Yihan carefully put the porridge into the thermos bottle and took it to Mary's room. Mary laughed and took the initiative to pull out the oxygen mask and looked at Xia Yihan.

"I gave the French chef a day off, and you may have porridge today." Xia Yihan takes out the porridge.

Mary took Xia Yihan's hand and said, "do you know why I don't allow anyone near Washington at night?"

Xia Yihan shook her head, and Mary looked at the photo frame beside her. In the frame, a woman and three children laughed happily: "Guohao has that kind of interest. I always know that he will leave Washington every day, but he will come back to change into women's clothes in the middle of the night."

Mary knows! Xia Yihan looked at Mary in surprise. Mary's look was not more different because of her expensive cosmetics, but she was older. She said to Xia Yihan with a smile: "every mother is like this. I hope their children can go on the right path. That's why I don't want to leave the legacy to Alan and Guohao. For you, my child, the one I hope to be happy is you

"You know I'm not round? Then why? " For the first time, Xia Yihan found that he could not understand this kind-hearted old man.

Mary said with a smile, "this Washington is like a rope on a cliff. There are a lot of things pressing on him. I have to make some efforts to prevent this rope from capsizing. Thank you, son."

Xia Yihan didn't say anything. Even so, she didn't regret helping this poor woman who was on the verge of terminal cancer. "Believe Ye Zimo, believe in your own love." Mary put on her oxygen mask again and closed her eyes.

"Round?" Ellen waits at the door and says hello to Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan's face has not faded away from the sadness that Mary is about to leave. Seeing that Alan is in a bad mood.

Allen thought that Xia Yihan was still sad about ye Zimo, so he leaned to Xia Yihan and said, "it's normal for a man like Ye Zimo to have three wives and four concubines. As long as you have his children, you can catch his attention."

"What are you going to say?" Xia Yihan frowned. Allen put a card on Xia Yihan's hand: "there will be a wine tasting at the Coase hotel at 8 o'clock tomorrow evening. I'll accompany you to attend it. You can speak your words well."

Allen can't help but put the invitation on Xia Yihan's hand and patted Xia Yihan's shoulder with the elder's pet before leaving.

The invitation card in the hand is like hot potato. Xia Yihan almost doesn't want to put it into his pocket. Take the clean clothes to find Xue Wenjun.The familiar figure in the garden is facing Xia Yihan. When Xia Yihan approaches, he hears Xue Wenjun muttering: "when dating a girl, do you want to choose to be a carousel? Why? What's so slow about that

Xia Yihan stops and thinks, what is Xue Wenjun looking at?

"Girls like to eat sweets. Do you want to go to the dessert shop after dating? Does Xia Yihan like it? Can pregnant women eat too much sweet food Xue Wenjun is sitting on the reclining chair, wearing sunglasses, reading books and rambling.

Xia Yihan from the initial shock to moved, Xue Wenjun's pay seems to be natural. In fact, Xia Yihan knows that he needs more efforts than anyone else.

"Ah! Forget it, it will fail! " Xue Wenjun gave a low angry roar and threw the book back.

"Pain, pain, pain!" Xia Yihan can't dodge and be hit by the book. He squats with his head in his arms.

"Yihan? Why are you here! " Xue Wenjun rushed to take Xia Yihan's hand, saw that Xia Yihan's forehead was a little red, so he decided to pick up Xia Yihan: "let's go to the infirmary."

"No more." Xia Yihan touched some slightly swollen head, sweet said to Xue Wenjun. Xue Wenjun helplessly leads Xia Yihan's hand to go indoors.

"So girls like this way of dating now?" Xia Yihan picked up the book on the ground and looked at a few pages and said with great interest.

"I'm just looking around!" Xue Wenjun is a little frustrated. Why is he always so embarrassed when he meets Xia Yihan.

"You can tell whether these things are true or not by experiment." Xia Yihan puts the book in Xue Wenjun's hand with a smile.

"You don't know that I don't feel for women." Xue Wenjun side head don't look at Xia Yihan, suddenly fierce back said: "what you say and I think is the same?"

Xia Yihan nodded, with an obvious good mood: "if you said to accompany you on a date for a day, then I think so."

Half an hour later, Xia Yihan walked to the man who was pacing by the car. Looking at Xue Wenjun's suit, he was surprised and asked, "where are we going?"

Xue Wenjun's face was more serious than usual. In order to hide his embarrassment, he kept a distance from Xia Yihan: "listen to the concert."

Hot and dry, he pulled his well-dressed collar. Looking at Xia Yihan, who was always smiling, Xue Wenjun felt even more embarrassed. With embarrassment and irritability, he said, "forget it, I'll go and replace it!"

"You wait for me!" Xia Yihan laughs and pulls Xue Wenjun who wants to run away, and then runs back to the room. Xue Wenjun watched the top floor of the villa light up, and then quickly dark down.

"Let's go." Xia Yihan walks quickly to Xue Wenjun, holding Xue Wenjun's arm naturally. There is some thin sweat on his forehead because of his rapid walking. In order to cooperate with Xue Wenjun, Xia Yihan wears a full-length evening dress.

In the concert hall, under the dim light, Xia Yihan carefully listens to the soothing music, but his eyelids are constantly pulling. Xue Wenjun feels that his shoulder is heavy, and Xia Yihan gently leans on Xue Wenjun's shoulder and sends out a gentle breath.

Xue Wenjun can hear his heart beating uncontrollably, and Xia Yihan's bright and clean skin appears crystal clear under the light of dim light.

Xia Yihan sat down next to a man, a handsome suit to show all the charm of men. Ye Zimo looks at Xia Yihan, who has fallen into a deep sleep. He gently puts Xia Yihan's head on his shoulder.

"Ye Zimo!" Xue Wenjun's eyes towards Ye Zimo are full of cruelty.

"You won't get a chance." Ye Zimo looks at Xia Yihan, who is sleeping with a frown. He reaches out his finger and gently smoothes the sadness between the eyebrows of a woman on her shoulder.

"Do you have a problem?" Xue Wenjun was a smart man, and soon realized that ye Zimo might be hidden. Xia Yihan sends out a light balderdash and shrinks to the arms of Ye Zimo.

Xue Wenjun bit his teeth and said: "no matter what you sell this time, I will not let Xia Yihan out!"

Ye Zimo helps Xia Yihan change a comfortable posture, and looks at Xue Wenjun who glares at him on one side. He says faintly: "wait and see."

Xia Yihan woke up with a yawn and found himself still in the concert hall after a few seconds of dullness. "Did you sleep well?" Xue Wenjun said in a low voice on one side, with a smile that could not be concealed.

"Did someone talk to you just now? I feel someone." Xia Yihan looks at the empty position beside him.

Xue Wenjun's face was not happy for a moment. He quickly covered it up and took Xia Yihan's wrist and walked out. Xia Yihan asked stupidly, "isn't it a concert? Where are you going now? "

Xue Wenjun took Xia Yihan's hand and walked out. He turned his head and showed his kind white teeth. He said with a smile, "the chance to have a date with you may be only once. I have to make good use of it."

Taking out the pamphlet that he had been holding, Xue Wenjun studied it carefully for a while, and said to Xia Yihan seriously: "it's time to go to the amusement park!"

In the playground, Xia Yihan looked at Xue Wenjun who was beside him with a long amusement scroll and hesitated to say: "we seem to meet the day when the school organizes students to travel collectively."