"Not very good. The other party indicated that he hoped you would go. After all, you are also a boxing star. It is said that the sponsor's senior management has brought his own daughter, saying that he wants to meet you. If it is, it will only be good for you to become famous, but not bad for you."
"Is this to sell me?" Lin Feng lit a cigarette, "push it, today I have more important things, don't worry, they still hope I earn money, will not be angry."
At this time, a bell came from the bag left by Ye Shuimo. He took it out and squinted at the name above.
"Ink and wash."
"Good evening, Mr. Ye."
At the other end of the phone, the soft voice immediately turned cold, "what about her? Let her answer the phone. "
"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, ink painting can't answer the phone for the time being," Lin Feng said "Mr. Ye, don't you think her friends are too few?"
"Even if she needs friends, she doesn't need someone to covet her."
"What do you mean? Don't friends know each other in various activities? Today, she is very happy, watching me play, while cheering for me
“……”
After the phone hung up, ye Shuimo's voice of talking with others could be heard not far away. He deleted the call record, then put the mobile phone back into his bag and carried it to him, "has it been changed?"
At ten o'clock in the evening, ye Shuimo takes Lin Feng's car to go back. After all, he is a neighbor.
She looked out of the window nervously, perhaps because of the weekend, so there are people on both sides of the road, she clenched the bag of her satchel, and her mobile phone was very quiet, and it didn't ring all night.
My brother hasn't come back yet? If you go back and see that she's not here, you should call. But no phone, does that mean he hasn't come back, or doesn't care where she went?
"What's on your mind?"
"Ah? No
"Lie, but all your worries are on your face."
"Is it? It's nothing. "
Lin Feng glanced at her with the corner of his eye and said: "ink, maybe I don't think it's appropriate for me to say this, but do you find that you rely too much on Mr. Ye?"
Dependence? Really? Is she too dependent on her brother?
"Although it is right to rely on your current relationship, if you rely too much, it will make men very tired."
The other side of the rest of the words she has no intention to listen to, but the heart is shocked, she really too dependent on her brother?
Villa area, ye Shuimo looked at his home without lights, and knew that his brother had not come back.
"It seems that Mr. Ye is not in. Do you want to go to my house?"
"No, thank you for your invitation today. Goodbye."
Ye Shuimo got off the car in a hurry, and his back was a bit embarrassed to escape.
Even if the dining room is empty, she wants to clean the air.
"Brother?"
There was no one in the restaurant, but the table was full of dishes. She picked up a piece of foie gras and put it into her mouth. Unexpectedly, she thought it was very good.
"It's really delicious. Is it made by a chef in a hotel that hasn't been eaten nearby?"
She ate another piece and yelled twice. There seemed to be a noise upstairs, but no one answered.
Upstairs, push open the master bedroom, no one, he went to the study, just opened the door was held in his arms.
"Brother? Why not turn on the light? "
In response to her, she just hugged her more and more tightly. She was worried and didn't struggle any more.
"It's OK."
Hearing the other party's voice, she just breathed a sigh of relief. "I just ate the food in the restaurant. It's delicious. Which hotel did you buy it?"
"Delicious?" Ye Miao lets her go and sits down on the sofa.
Ye Shuimo has adapted to the light in the dark, and then he goes and sits down, "what's the matter?"
"Ink, do you think I've bound you?"
Ye Miao thought for a long time, and he was a big fan. Maybe he and ye Shuimo grew up together, and he used to treat her in the same way as his sister, which inevitably continued in the follow-up exchanges.
Ye Shuimo felt embarrassed by the atmosphere. She didn't know how to answer. Instead, she was surprised that the other party had such an idea.
They looked at each other in the dark, just heard the phone ring downstairs, ye Shuimo got up, "who else is calling so late? I'll pick it up."
Fleeing the study, she went downstairs in a state of confusion, thinking about what her brother had just said.
So she always felt that she was too dependent on her brother, and her brother also felt too bound to her?
Ye Bo called. "The young master is here."
She nodded. "Yes."
"How was your dinner?"
Although I feel very strange, ye Shuimo still answers.
The other side was relieved. "Before hiding from you, the young master secretly went to report to the cooking class. I was also shocked. You don't know. He was the only man in the whole cooking class. At the beginning, I didn't understand. Later, the other party was willing to say that he wanted to cook for you."Ye Shuimo only felt the scalp numb, "so he always disappeared this month for this matter?"
The latter replied: "yes, in fact, the young master is very independent since he was young, so he will be more sensitive and not used to depending on others. He is also learning how to love."
After hanging up the phone, ye Shuimo goes to the restaurant. The dishes on the table are completely cold. Today, I told her to come back early to cook for her.
She Hurt him.
In the dark, ye Miao hears the footsteps behind him, so he gets up and twists out his unfinished cigarette, and then goes to open the window.
Ye Shuimo turned on the light and put the dish on the table. "Help me quickly. I haven't eaten yet. I'm starving to death."
He was a little surprised, turned around and watched her pick up a big chopsticks dish, and stopped him: "don't eat it. Go out and eat hot food."
"I don't want it." Ye Shuimo swallows, "shouldn't learning vegetables be for girls to learn?"? You're getting better and better. What can I do? "
Ye Miao's face flashed a trace of unnatural, turned his face, "it's nothing, you don't want to eat delicious food?"
Ye Shuimo walked quickly and wiped his mouth casually. He stood on tiptoe but could only reach the other party's chin. He was annoyed, "I hate it. I wanted to kiss you secretly."
The latter laughs, bows his head slowly close, thin lips in close to the lips but deliberately pause, and then turn to kiss her forehead.
"The mouth is greasy."
He went to the table and sat down. He also picked up his chopsticks and ate. Ye Shuimo was stunned. He also sat down and ate together.
The atmosphere is a little silent, ye Shuimo puts something in his mouth, and occasionally takes a peek at the opposite person.
For her to learn cooking, it's really moving, but she doesn't know what to do. Thank you.
I want to say thank you, but when she's ready, ye Miao gets up and goes downstairs with an empty plate. She looks the same as usual.
Always say thank you. She followed her downstairs and sat on the sofa, waiting for ye Miao to put all the dishes into the dishwasher and come out. Just ready to speak, the doorbell rang.
She went to open the door. Lin Feng stood outside the door, holding a heat preservation box in her hand. "I came in when I saw the light in your house. I made a little dessert. I hope you don't mind accepting it."
"I went upstairs."
Ye Shuimo watched Ye Miao go upstairs with a kind of good atmosphere broken.
"What's wrong with him?" Lin Feng asked knowingly.
"Nothing. Come in first."
Lin Feng came in and sniffed, "how fragrant."
Ye Shuimo also sniffed, satisfied, "yes, he cooked it by himself. I think it's very good." "I'm sorry, it's not that you're bad."
Confused, she was also very upset, "sorry, can you please go back today?"
Send off Lin Feng, time has been very late, finally still did not have time to say thank you.
Thinking of Ye Miao's last back, ye Shuimo sleeps and sleeps, quietly sits up, runs to get the medicine box, squats on the ground and secretly observes the sleeping man.
Looking at each other's hands and a number of new wounds, she carefully help to smear, from time to time to see whether the other side wake up.
"Tie me down a little more," she whispered. "If one day you don't care about me, what should I do?"
"No
People who should have fallen asleep at this time have bright eyes and no sleepiness at all.
She got up and almost tripped over the medicine box on one side. Ye Miao quickly pulled her, and they fell between the beds.
"Ink, ink." The deep voice was like a curse.
The next morning, ye Shuimo, who had reason to stay in bed, pointed to the dishes searched by his mobile phone, and pointed out, "I want to eat this."
Adhering to her principle of doing whatever she wants, ye Miao takes over the iPad, takes a glance at more than a dozen kinds of raw materials, looks at it for a while, and silently takes the iPad downstairs. After half an hour, he brings the ordinary gruel dishes back to him. He thinks, as expected, the cooking skills are not enough, and we have to learn
Although Ye Miao learned how to cook, they were both very busy. Except on weekends, most of them were Hotel cooks.
One month later, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and ye's job hunting season is coming. A large number of graduates want to work in the largest enterprise in Dongjiang city. The starting point is relatively high.
At noon, ye Shuimo opens the lunch box. Since she said she is fed up with the dishes of Ye's restaurant, ye Miao has made lunch for her, and his technology is more and more skilled.
Ye Bo came in and saw the rich cuisines in the lunch box and sighed, "it looks good."
"Uncle Ye, would you like to have a taste?" Ye Shuimo is just polite and polite. Her brother cooks. She wants to own it!
Ye Bo really nodded. He went out and took a pair of disposable chopsticks with his secretary and chewed a piece of lotus root. "Yes, ye Shao is not only a computer expert, but also a talent for cooking."
Ye Shuimo is a little embarrassed. Compared with her brother, she is like a rice worm.