"The young master also wants this room!" Sophia not to be outdone, "young master like reading, children are easy to hurt eyes, or better light room is the most suitable."
Ye nianmo took a look at the structure of the room, "the room to ink."
Montai knew this would happen. She wrapped Ye Shuimo with a smile and went to visit the room.
Sophia red eyes, pathetic looking at Ding Yiyi, hope she said a word.
"Ink painting seems to like this room very much." Ding Yiyi said, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.
Ye nianmo looked down at Ye Miao, who was standing on one side alone. "What do you think?"
"Little sister, give it to sister." Ye Miao is very sensible.
"Is it?" Ye nianmo has no expression, nods and goes into the room with Ye Shuimo.
Sophia is almost crying, not to say that ye nianmo is Ye Shuimo's own father, even if he is good to his daughter, how can his wife be like this.
After looking around, I almost decided that there was nothing to change.
On the way back, montai pushed Ye Shuimo to Ding Yiyi's arms. "Ink painting has been arguing for Madame to hold it. Miss depends on her very much."
When Ding Yiyi heard the speech, he immediately held ink in his arms and comforted him. Compared with the other members of the Ye family, Ye's ink and wash look is not much better. Compared with the watery Ye Miao, Ye's ink painting is more gloomy.
With Ye Shuimo, ye Miao can't sit with Ding Yiyi. He also sits in the co pilot's seat consciously. Ye nianmo doesn't say anything and sits in the back seat.
Montai finds that it's wrong. Sophia drives. Ye Miao sits in the co pilot's seat. His wife holds Miss ink and sits with Mr. Ye. Where is he sitting?
Sophia also saw it and said with a smile, "sister Meng, why don't you drive and I'll take a taxi back?"
Montai's face is white. The Ye family has a lot of cars, but whether they can drive is one thing.
Ye nianmo said: "you go back by car."
The car drove away leisurely, and montai was left alone, guarding a large empty house.
The next day, Ding Yiyi was called to the Ye family by Fu Fengyi.
Fu Fengyi took a kettle to water Junzi bamboo, "I heard I went to see the new house today, how do you feel?"
"It's good. I'll move in soon." Ding Yiyi replied.
Fu Fengyi put down the kettle, picked up the side of the scissors, dedicated to pruning the hanging orchid across the branches, "ink is still small, you should put more snacks on her body."
"Ink is like my child."
"I know you are good at ink painting, but when you go out together, you should pay more attention to the children. It's not good for the nanny to hold the baby."
Ding Yiyi knew that she meant to let Ye Shuimo sit alone in the co pilot's seat today. "I know, grandma, I'll pay attention to it later."
After talking to Fu Fengyi, Ding Yiyi goes to find ye Chuqing and sees Ao Xue.
Ao snow just to go downstairs, she wants to go upstairs, two people hit a face to face.
This half a year, Ao Xue is very peaceful, almost stay in the room not to go out, treat the servant is also very polite, today happened to go out, also happened to meet e Ding Yiyi to Ye's house.
"How is the child?" Ao Xue speaks first.
Ding Yiyi nodded, "very good."
Two people stand face to face, a time without a word, Ding Yiyi from her side walked, ready to find ye Chuqing.
"I haven't seen my child for more than half a year." Aoxue suddenly opened his mouth, "can I see her?"
Ding Yiyi went up a few steps, smell speech had to say: "I can't do this, you have to ask grandma."
She left, and AO snow also did not say what, this let her long vomit a breath.
Seeing ye Chuqing, she looks worried. It turns out that haiziyu seems to have something wrong these days.
"I used to like practicing piano very much. I don't touch it recently. I don't want to come out in my room." Ye Chuqing worried, "is puberty here?"
"Ziyu has grown up and has his own ideas. I'll talk to her."
Find haiziyu, the other side said nothing to tell the truth, Ding Yiyi had to appease for a while, thinking about the opportunity to ask later.
Back home, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. At this time, Montague would push the leaf ink to the sun.
Ding Yiyi goes upstairs, goes to Ye Miao's room, knocks three times, then pushes the door to enter.
There are no toys in Ye Miao's room. There are only books on the first base higher than the first base and guns. The setting sun just casts a layer of brilliance on the black surface of the gun.
"You want another gun?" Ding Yiyi saw a small diameter 44 inch pistol on the shelf.
Ye Miao nodded, "I've got a few tricks in front of me."
He took Ding Yi and sat down with his head against her arm and rubbed his cheek. Only this time, he looked like a five-year-old.
"Have you been called by your grandparents?" He tilted his head, looked at her and turned a page.Ding Yiyi nodded, but said with a smile: "yes."
Looking at her forced smile, ye Miao closed the book and put it aside. He sat down beside her, "don't help Ye Miao again next time."
"Sorry." Ding Yi held him, tears rolled down her cheek into his collar, "I'm really sorry."
Ye Miao held her back. "You have done a good job. Only in this way can grandma not embarrass you."
Looking at the young child in front of her who would care for herself, Ding Yiyi was deeply moved. When ye Miao was more than three years old, she told him all the things.
About her and Derek, about how he was born, and about her and ye nianmo.
At that time, ye Miao just asked her, "Mom, you chose Ye dad, right?"
She nodded. "I love him very much."
Since then, ye Miao has never said anything. He has always treated ye nianmo and treated Ding Yiyi better.
After sitting with Ye Miao for a while, ye Shuimo comes back. As soon as she comes back, she will look for Ding Yiyi. She has gradually accepted this new mother.
When Ding Yiyi opens the door, ye Miao stops her behind her, "Mom, this is the best way to protect you and me, so don't be sad."
She shivered, nodded hastily and left.
After taking Ye Shuimo, the little man in his arms wore two braids, and his plump cheek waved his hands, "see Dad."
"Dad is working," said Ding Yi, nodding her little nose.
Today's Ye ink seems to be very noisy, still kicking calf twist body, "see Dad."
Montai also advised, "or take the young lady to see Mr. Ye. I believe Mr. Ye will be very happy."
Unable to withstand the lobbying, Ding Yiyi really takes Ye Shuimo as his own child. He immediately calls Ye Bo and asks about ye nianmo's itinerary today. He knows that he will be in the office in the afternoon and can have dinner together.
"Take you to Dad." Ding Yiyi kisses Ye Shuimo.
Ye Shuimo is more than three years younger than ye nianmo, but it is also tired to hold it. Ding Yiyi just put it down, and ye Shuimo tooted his mouth, "cuddle."
Montai quickly came forward to hold her, "hold high."
At the door of Ye Miao's room, ye Shuimo writhes, "put it! Let it go
Meng Tai didn't know why she put her down. Ye Shuimo's small face suddenly became serious. He put his little palm on his lips, motioning Ding Yi and montai not to open their mouth. Then he raised his small fist and smashed the door.
"Come in." The same tender voice sounded.
Ye Shuimo first reached into his round head and called sweetly to Ye Miao who was reading a book, "brother, I'm coming in."
Ye Miao answered, "yes." The sound is neither salty nor light.
With his approval, ye Shuimo first strides into one foot and then into the other hand, just like a little crab.
Meng too heartache, but also feel dissatisfied, this is nothing, miss what to do so careful.
All of a sudden, she noticed a line of sight. There was no emotion in the sight. It was gray and cold. It was the sight of a five-year-old child, but it could make people's heart ripple coldly.
"Brother, look for Dad." Ye Shuimo is very careful. In fact, she wants to take her brother's hand, but she doesn't dare. She can only look at him eagerly.
"No Ye Miao refused.
Ye Shuimo looks at Ding Yiyi and subconsciously asks for help. At a young age, she also knows that her elder brother listens to her mother's words most, but she doesn't know that such subconscious help seeking behavior makes Ye Miao's eyes darken.
"Good."
He got up and put the thick book office away. "Let's go."
Sophia to find ye nianmo, quickly out, "I just cleaned the room, can accompany the wife to go."
"No one at home looks at it." Montai frowned. "Sophia, you'd better stay at home."
"Ah." Sophia stood there, a little aggrieved.
Ye Miao changes clothes and just goes downstairs. He hears the conversation between them, "Sophia."
"Young master." Sophia rushed up and said, "are you going too?"
He nodded. "You drive."
Although montai didn't want to, but who told her that she couldn't drive, she had to go to hold Ye ink. Unexpectedly, ye Shuimo broke away.
"Go by yourself." She stood at the foot of the stairs, looking at Ye Miao eagerly.
Montai is a little strange. Ye Shuimo is very delicate. He doesn't want to walk more. But when he goes out with Ye Miao, he becomes very good and doesn't like to be held by others.
When Ding Yiyi is ready, they choose a car from the garage and drive to ye nianmo's company.
On the way, Ding Yiyi and his two children are sitting in the back seat. Ye Miao has been reading books without lifting his head. Ye Shuimo nestles in Ding Yi's arms and looks out of the window.
"Magician! The magician Suddenly, she exclaimed in surprise, lying on the window, cheek close to the window, even ye Miao was attracted to look up.Montai stretched his neck, "this is a cartoon character that children like very much now. Yesterday, I happened to talk to miss about the activity of making this cartoon character recently."
Out of the window, the magician in the black cloak pulled many balloons in his hand, and the children passing by happily took the balloons away.
"Balloon." Ye Shuimo looked out of the window pitifully.
Ding Yiyi usually thinks Ye Miao is too small an adult. He simply asks Ye Miao to lead the balloon with Ye Shuimo.
For his mother's words, he never refuted, put the book, open the door and get out of the car. Of course Montague will follow.
Ye Shuimo quietly grabs his brother's clothes. Seeing that his brother has no objection, his small face is happy.