She did not return to the master bedroom, ran to the guest room to sleep, heart a fire, how can not sleep.

The door opened a crack, she deliberately closed her eyes and ignored, but she could feel a person standing by the bed, and her forehead was soft.

Ye Miao kisses her forehead, quietly goes to the other side to lie down, the mattress sinks.

There was a faint smell of shower gel in his nose. He held the man in his arms and put his chin on the top of his head. Then he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

The next morning, ye Shuimo opened his eyes. He took a dim look at the clock and found that it was 8 o'clock and jumped up immediately.

It's over. Why did you sleep so late today? I must be late.

She touched her warm arm. Ye Miao closed her eyes. Her relaxed expression was not aggressive. She lowered her head and approached her. She found that her skin was so good that her pores could not be seen.

With a red face, she quietly lifted the quilt and sat on the edge of the bed, but her back waist was hooped and dragged back.

Ye Miao's voice is still with a deep wake-up, "don't go."

She wanted to break free. "Get up quickly. It's going to be late for work."

A light smile came from behind her, and she fell back into the bed again. Ye Miao pulled the sheet over the two people and needed it on each other.

"Fool, it's Saturday."

The other party's smile is spoiled and dazzled, ye Shuimo unconsciously looks crazy, and the people above realize that she curls her head and bends her legs, then she hears a dull hum.

"I like you to look at me." Ye Miao gently moved, "look at me more."

"No No shame. " Ye Shuimo blushed and shyly turned to look at him, and suddenly found that his eyes were full of himself.

"What would you like to eat?" Ye Miao puts the sheets in the dry cleaner and walks back to the living room.

Ye Shuimo thought for a moment, "whatever." Both of them can't cook, and they don't want to have servants following them every day, so they all hire part-time workers, and the rest is to call the hotel nearby to order meals.

The order is coming soon. Ye Miao opens the door. Ye Shuimo is bored watching the TV series. After trying on clothes in the fitting room, the girl in the room says in a lovely voice, "do you think I knock cute?"

"Pa pa pa." Ye Miao claps his hand, and the voice controlled TV turns off.

On the dining table, ye Shuimo stirs the pudding, shovels a piece, tilts his head to learn the girl in the TV play, "this thing knocks delicious."

"Knock?"

"It means super. The girl in the TV series said that just now. She felt very cute."

Ye Miao reached out and clasped her wrist, turned the fork in a direction, ate the pudding, and laughed, "it's really delicious."

When the doorbell rings, ye Shuimo opens the door.

Lin Feng held up a pie and laughed brightly. "Good morning. When I saw your car in the garage, I thought I should not have gone to work. This is my apple pie. I will be my neighbor. Please take care of it."

Let the person in, ye Shuimo takes a special look at his brother. The latter just frowns. When Lin Feng brings things to the restaurant, he comes over and rubs her forehead.

"Don't worry."

On the dining table, three people sit on one side, ye Shuimo takes a bite of pie, "eat well!"

Lin Feng laughs, "is it? In fact, I did it myself, and I was afraid I couldn't get into your eyes

Ye Shuimo's eyes brightened. "It's really delicious. It's so happy to be able to eat such delicious food in the morning."

Ye Miao's eyebrows jump, staring at the pie in front of him, seemingly lost in thought

"Really? In fact, I also have a younger brother who is a cook, so I'm familiar with some dishes. If you like, I'll often serve them to you later

"Don't bother." Ye Miao said lightly.

Lin Feng holding his cheek, "are you two here to live?"

Ye Miao looks at him with a warning in his eyes. The latter smiles and gets up to pick up his coat. "Don't disturb me. There are a lot of things to clean up at home. Leave first."

"I'll see you off."

Outside, ye Miao leans against the door frame, "I hope you will see her later."

Lin Feng didn't think so, "why? Don't you think it's a destiny? I really thought so when I saw her at the door last night. Mr. Ye, do you really want to tie her around and let her be a good and obedient puppet? "

Ye Miao frowns. Last night, ye Shuimo was angry because of his obstruction. He also thought about whether he was too strict. Although the other party's words were selfish, they also talked about him.

Is this self boring to her?

Several days later, ye Shuimo found that her brother sometimes avoided her eyes, and began to go out early and return late. He had not had dinner together for a week.

In the afternoon, ye Bo came to deliver the documents. Ye Shuimo said, "Uncle Ye, what's your brother doing recently? Are you really busy?"

Ye Bo's face spread a trace of unnatural, "yes, yes."Why did Uncle Ye lie? What did brother do? Suddenly, Wang Feifei's face flashed in his mind.

Near the end of work, the Secretary pushed the door in and said that ye Miao was supposed to attend the dinner party of Qihe group today. He had to cancel it because the other party had a car accident, but he couldn't get in touch with him for a while, so he came to report to her.

Since there is no dinner party, you should be able to go home early. Ye Shuimo personally ran to the general manager's office, but he was left empty. Ye Bo said, "Miss, the young master said that he and Qihe group have a dinner party tonight, so let you go back first."

Ye Shuimo bit his teeth one by one, "he said he had a dinner with Qihe group?"

Yebo nods.

Back home, ye Shuimo sat in a daze and told himself not to think about it, but he couldn't help thinking about it. Why did Uncle Ye lie? Is there any reason why Uncle Ye should lie? And the only reason she couldn't know?

Think more, she actually fell asleep, vaguely between the smell of a strange smell, opened her eyes, into the eye is a suit jacket.

Brother back? She got up and yelled and sniffed. There was a smell, as if something had been cooked.

Ye Miao came out of the kitchen and put down his arm in arm. "Have you eaten yet?"

She subconsciously shook her head, and the latter frowned, "go out and eat."

Ye Shuimo looked at the kitchen, "do you smell a strange smell? It seems that something is burnt."

"No, you smell wrong." Ye Miao pulls her out and calls the hourly worker to come and clean.

Ye Shuimo thinks so. She and her brother can't cook. How can there be a burning smell? She must have heard it wrong!

When eating, ye Shuimo pretends to mention, "brother, how's the dinner with Qihe group tonight? Is everything going well?"

Ye Miao's expression is a little stiff, should a, and then put the shelled crayfish into her bowl.

She picked it up and ate it, but it was bitter.

"If you see someone you like staying late with other women, and then going out early and coming back late for a long time, or even lying to you, do you think he wants to break up?"

In the cafe, ye Shuimo rubbed the tin foil wrapped with sugar and asked.

Sam's hands were beating fast on the keyboard. He was finally going to graduate. He had a bachelor's degree in computer science and flowers, so he had to do two graduation design papers.

He looked up, a little surprised, "you mean ye Ge?" Then he bowed his head, "how can it be? I must have thought too much."

"You don't think he would do such a thing?"

Sam said: "of course, that kind of face looks like a very trustworthy face, and if it wasn't because ye Ge was so excellent, how could I have easily given up on you at the beginning.

But you said this situation is very common ah, my roommate is like this, this is the legend of cold violence, the man wants the woman to take the initiative to break up, so will hide ah. "

He knocked down the last character and looked up with a smile, "the boy must have had another girl. Who is this? Your friend? "

Sam specially came to invite her to attend his graduation store half a month later. After meeting Ye Shuimo in a hurry, he would hurry back.

After meeting with Sam, ye Shuimo is even more depressed. The other party has to go to school. She walks slowly by the supermarket. The boxing match of the last quarter is on TV. Lin Feng beats the opponent's players with no resistance.

"Ink and wash?"

Lin Feng stood beside her with a bag of books and followed her line of sight. "Wow, my super fans don't miss any of my competitions."

Ye Shuimo heard the good-natured ridicule and laughed, "yes, do you want to sign for me?"

She just casually said that Lin Feng really took out the note book and pen from his paper bag, signed his name, and then wrote down Ye Shuimo's name on the other side.

Ye Shuimo just received it in his hand when he heard an excited voice:

"Lin Feng."

Passers-by recognized Lin Feng, and in a flash, there were more than ten people gathered together in a few minutes.

Lin Feng stepped back a few steps, protecting Ye Shuimo behind her, smiling at her fans.

They can't offend the fans, and the association won't agree. After all, they have to rely on the support of these fans.

"Look! There are UFOs! "

A big drink, people have to look at the hands raised in the crowd, even Lin Feng is no exception.

"Let's go!" Ye Shuimo pulls him to run quietly to the mall. One is practicing taekwondo, the other is practicing boxing. Their legs are longer than others, and all of a sudden they run away without shadow.

In front of the children's goods store in the shopping mall, two people looked at each other with a smile. Lin Feng helped her forehead, "I can't believe that you saw UFO. I looked up specially. What a shame." After a pause, "but thank you. What should I do? It's safe to have your super fans here."

Ye Shuimo also joked, "success in protecting idols." He felt his pocket, and suddenly he looked a little wrong. "You wait for me."Before the other party opened her mouth, she ran out of the mall. Lin Feng was not at ease and ran after him at the door of the mall. The fans had dispersed. Ye Shuimo picked up the dirty signature on the ground, which had been trampled on the ground. However, it was also someone else's signature or his own idol.