Xue'er walked downstairs and didn't go out before he saw Bai Cha standing at the door respectfully waiting, Xue'er walked to Bai Cha and showed that charming smile, his eyes were like a clear spring, infinitely beautiful......

Bai Cha opened the car door for Xue'er with a red face, Xue'er sat in the car and leaned on the leather chair of the car with a little tiredness and ignored Yan Haotian, Bai Cha sat in the car with a smile on the corner of his mouth, started the car and set off, and inadvertently glanced at the two people in the rearview mirror, but unexpectedly looked at Yan Haotian's thin lips and looked at himself with a little chill, Bai Cha was frightened, and he cried out in his heart, and immediately understood why the main lord in the back was so hostile to himself, it was really a vinegar jar......

"What do you want to eat?"

Yan Haotian finally couldn't help the lukewarmness of this little woman and opened his mouth.

Xue'er bit her lower lip and thought about it, turned her head to Yan Haotian's angry eyes, and looked at Yan Haotian with a smile.

"Seafood?"

Yan Haotian frowned, looking at her a little embarrassed.

"What, reluctantly?"

There are three black lines in front of the white tea forehead, this young grandmother really dares to say, can the president be reluctant?

I saw Yan Haotian take out the phone in his arms and dial a number, just waiting, Xue'er didn't ask, he didn't understand what this person was doing and didn't bother to guess.

"Hey, she's going to eat seafood, okay?"

Xue'er was stunned, who is this calling, ah, Xue'er suddenly thought of something, his physical condition a few days ago, it turned out that he was worried about himself, cut ...... The man hung up the phone and looked at her, as if he hadn't figured out how to open his mouth.

"Forget it, if you don't want to invite me to eat, I won't eat it. ”

This made Yan Haotian stunned, hooked the corners of his mouth, she was so eccentric, she didn't want to reject her and didn't want to embarrass herself, he reached out and touched the top of her hair, with a doting face......

Bai Cha secretly pulled the corners of his mouth, this president is really a spoiled wife, and when he meets a young grandmother, he is not himself.

Xue'er looked out the window, she felt Yan Haotian's scorching gaze overwhelmed, her face was red, and her whole person became inexplicably hot. Yan Haotian looked at her cute little movements and gently pressed a little window for her, and the blood was stunned for a moment, and continued to look at the scenery outside the window, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong, this route deviated from the city center more and more, this route was ...... Xue'er suddenly turned around and crashed into Yan Haotian's affectionate and burning gaze, and Xue'er's tense throat squirmed up and down.

"Where are you going to take me?" Xue'er looked at Yan Haotian with a malicious look on his face warily.

Yan Haotian raised his handsome eyebrows lightly, and his smile became stronger.

"What? do you remember this path?" half-squinted, staring at the change in Blood's micro-expression.

Xue'er was obviously panicked, and the hand holding the bag subconsciously tightened.

"I mean, we've just been on the news, and now I don't want to go out with you in private. ”

"How do you know this is my private place?" Sure enough, the more panicked he became, the easier it was to show his flaws.

Yan Haotian continued to scrutinize and asked Xue'er, she clearly remembered that she remembered this road, but she pretended not to know why? "I, I ......"

"You don't have amnesia, do you, you remember everything, right?"

The blood was silent, and there was an unnatural dodge in her eyes, she knew that there was nothing good to be with this person, and sooner or later she would show her stuff. Immediately recovered his flustered heart, rearranged his expression, and looked at Yan Haotian with disdain.

"I can't help but see that President Yan loves your wife very much, otherwise how could I insist that I know you?"

Yan Haotian clenched his thin lips and didn't dare to approach, he was afraid that he would scare her away, so he couldn't be anxious when he took his time.

Bai Cha listened to the conversation between the two, and his heart was nervous, and it seemed that the president had lost again.

The car stopped steadily at the door of the courtyard, Yan Haotian gathered all his emotions and quickly opened the door to get out of the car, and Baicha also opened the door and got out of the car.

"Don't get out of the car, you go back first. ”

Bai Cha was so frightened by Yan Haotian's words that he directly stopped the movements in his hand.

As soon as Xue'er heard his words, his nervous heart rose to his throat, what did he mean by this, did he leave himself here for the night?

Yan Haotian turned the car and opened the car door to look at Xue'er, who shrank back in fear and looked at Yan Haotian vigilantly.

"What are you going to do?"

Yan Haotian liked her scared expression very much, and hooked the corners of his mouth, "It's what you think, otherwise what else?"

"You...... Ah......" With this exclamation, Xue'er was carried out of the car by Yan Haotian, and then strode into the courtyard regardless of Xue'er's madness.

Everything in the courtyard was still the same as before, the trees were neatly built, the flowers were bright, and the blood looked at Yan Haotian a little nervously.

"What the hell are you going to do? Do you want to be on the news tomorrow?"

"This is my Yan family's private place, who doesn't want to die and come?"

Yan Haotian continued to walk in with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and Ren Xue'er slapped it, just to make her afraid, otherwise how could she try to get the effect?

"Are you honest, believe me, I'm going to go even further?"

Yan Haotian directly stepped on the shiny leather shoes and stepped into the door and went up to the second floor, opened the door of the room, and put Xue'er on the bed.

Xue'er was already sitting on the bed before she could come back to her senses, she looked at Yan Haotian in front of her in a daze, and her tears fell down uncontrollably, I don't know why? Whether it was fear, nervousness, or nervousness, anyway, the tears fell unconsciously.

Seeing that Yan Haotian was in a hurry, he hurriedly stepped forward and knelt in front of her, holding her face with pity, and carefully looked at her injured eyes.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

"You know I'm married, what are you doing kidnapping me to your house? Have you ever considered my feelings? What will others think of me?"

The helplessness in Xue'er's words, Yan Haotian, might be able to hear a little, after all, he checked their affairs and it was true.

Yan Haotian watched Xue'er's tears flutter and kept falling, sighed lightly, and simply sat on the floor in front of her, Xue'er looked at him A president was so moved to sit on the floor for himself, and gradually stopped the sobbing, Yan Haotian also had a headache, he didn't coax women, it was always women who begged for themselves, and he never had to worry about not having a woman, but the little woman in front of him was different, he secretly complained in his heart, he had no other way but to wait quietly for the little woman opposite to dissipate his anger......

Xue'er raised his head and saw the complicated feelings in Yan Haotian's deep eyes were silent, Yan Haotian suddenly got up and walked out of the room, Xue'er didn't know what he wanted, and was still quiet in the grievances, in the empty room, the soft sound could be heard, slowly stood up, looked at everything that was familiar, walked to the desk and saw that the computer he used to use was still there, with his own schoolwork and notes put together in a regular manner, Xue'er picked up the notes with a light smile and flipped through them, looking at his own graffiti on it, he missed himself at that time, put down the notes, and touched the corner of his desk, there was no dust at all, it seemed that someone cleaned it every day。 Step by step into the cloakroom, everything is still the same as before, everything is there, touching those clothes, memories are like a tide to me, churning in my heart, excited. When I opened the door of the bathroom, it was neat and clean, the toothbrushes of the two people on the washstand were put together, and the leather cases and hairpins I had used were all placed in my own place, and everything was kept intact for eight years. Tears wet eyes fell, I don't know whether to be happy or sad, looking at myself in the mirror, I can vaguely see the green self eight years ago; they all say that memories are a pillar of sandalwood, inadhilantly ignited, silently burning, that ethereal, dancing with the wind is a dreamlike green smoke, but also the passing years that are gradually fading......