Sister Mengmeng. Ye Jiayi raised his hand and touched the back of his neck, looking at the floor with some embarrassment.

Ning Meng responded sweetly, raised her hand and slapped the switch, and the white light illuminated the room, "You haven't eaten yet, do you have an appointment?"

"He doesn't eat. ”

"Good. ”

The two of them said it almost in unison, Ye Yi rolled his eyes, what the hell?

Ning Meng picked up the shopping bag that was still at the door, "If it's okay, let's eat together." ”

"Ye Jiayi, I want to eat it myself. Ye Yi raised his chin slightly, and his palm-sized face was full of disdain.

"Today?" Shen Yinian thought about it with porridge in his mouth, and suddenly had an idea when he saw the well-behaved suit and leather shoes, "I'll accompany you to work!"

"Huh?" Jing Ran was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and chuckled, "Okay." ”

Shen Yinian's dark eyes turned around as if he was brewing some plan, and he didn't notice the soup flowing from the corners of his mouth, he leaned over and wiped it with a tissue little by little, and looked at the corners of Shen Yinian's mouth with tenderness.

Shen Yinian felt a little uncomfortable with such an intimate action, although the two of them were already a couple, their ears changed color a little, and they were red as if they were about to drip blood.

"Then you go and change your clothes after eating. He smiled and sat back down.

"Know, got it......" Shen Yinian hurriedly stuffed the last few mouthfuls of porridge into his stomach, and then trotted back to the house.

Jing Ran looked at Shen Yinian's back and felt that it was really funny, lowered his head and cleaned up the table, turned back to the kitchen and saw a pool of tall cups, plates, and bowls, helplessly rolled up his sleeves and stood in front of the pool, washing them one after another.

When Shen Yinian's fever subsided, she changed her clothes, she changed her normal and wore a Japanese over-the-knee skirt, and put on an apricot-colored thin sweater jacket outside, and wore a pair of long socks, which looked more like a child.

"Let's go. Jing Ran put down the neat cuffs little by little and sorted them out, and smiled at Shen Yinian, "It's very beautiful today." ”

Shen Yinian Nunu did not speak.

The large, knobby hands moved up the curve of the body little by little, and the backless skirt slid down slightly, revealing the tender white skin inside......

Pang Jia, who was sleeping on the sofa, held the pillow in his hand, rubbed his cheek on the pillow twice from time to time, and muttered quietly in his mouth, making some strange movements.

Jiang He came out of the studio and stood in front of the dining table and poured a glass of water, just drank a few sips when he heard a few low laughs, walked to the sofa suspiciously, watched his lips move lightly, got closer, and listened carefully.

"Good ......" The corners of Pang Jia's mouth widened, as if he was happy.

"Huh?" Jiang He sat on the coffee table with a water cup and looked at Pang Jia thoughtfully.

Pang Jia, who was twisted into a twist, turned his head and hit the protruding part of the sofa and woke up directly.

"I'll go ......" Pang Jia rubbed his head and was about to sit up, but he was just halfway up when he saw Jiang He on the coffee table, and he was stunned, "You, that, what are you doing here?"

Jiang He looked at Pang Jia's defensive posture, and wondered even more, "Are you dreaming?"

"Huh?" Pang Jia put the quilt on his body and looked at Jiang He in a panic.

"What kind of dream, smiling so happily?"

"No!" Pang Jia denied it, thought for a moment and looked at Jiang He a little pitifully, "I slept on the sofa and had nightmares, and I was so scared that I went out of ......"

"Huh?" Jiang He raised his eyebrows, "My sofa is so powerful, so where do you want to sleep?"

"I think it's a good house. Pang Jia glanced in the direction of the bedroom.

"That's Shen Yinian's. ”

"I'm talking about the room across the street. ”

"Oh......" Jiang He nodded, unmoved, "I also think that house is good." ”

Pang Jia pursed his lips and nestled in the sofa with a frustrated expression.

"Jing Ran, ah......" Shen Yinian lay on the back of Jing Ran's office chair, his tender white hands kept fiddling with Jing Ran's braids, "I'm so bored......"

"Don't go skateboarding and drive a car?" Jing Ran, who had been tossed for a long time, was not annoyed, his eyes were still fixed on the design in front of him, but his tone was gentle.

Shen Yinian shook his head, drilled through the gap between Jing Ran and the desk, and sat on the chair that was vacated between Jing Ran's legs, "I don't!"

After realizing Shen Yinian's movements, Jing Ran hurriedly moved back, vacating enough space for Shen Yinian, and said in a low voice at a very high temperature, "Don't make trouble." ”

"I didn't make a fuss," Shen Yinian looked down at Jing Ran's design and shook his head, his long hair flicked on Jing Ran's face without noticing.

Jing Ran sighed softly, and the arm on the table was still standing, forming an encirclement and encircling the little Shen Yinian in his arms, "What do you want to do?"

"I'll help you draw!" Shen Yinian took out a paintbrush from Jing Ran's hand, and drew a few small houses and a few small flowers in a row in the blank space of the design drawing, and happily raised the design drawing to show Jing Ran after each drawing.

"Well, that's good. There was a smile in her tone.

After Shen Yinian finished drawing, he took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, leaned back unconsciously, leaned into Jing Ran's arms, Jing Ran bowed slightly, and rested his chin against the top of Shen Yinian's hair.

"Are you tired?" a warm breath gently surged over the blueprint.

"I'm not tired. Shen Yinian shook his head.

Every time Shen Yinian shook his head, his long hair would move wildly, and a few traces of naughty would shave through the well-organized Adam's apple.

"Ahem," the scratched Jing Ran coughed lightly a few times, and withdrew his arms from the side of the table, "Okay, you can play by yourself for a while, and I'll accompany you when I'm done drawing, okay?"

Shen Yinian pouted and stood up, and waved his hand and patted his little skirt, "Okay, then I'll play a game." ”

Jing Ran saw that Shen Yinian, who had finally left his arms, and nestled into the sofa, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the redness behind his ears calmed down a little.

Shen Yinian, who was lying on the sofa, was not much honest, the volume of the mobile phone was turned on very much, and the sound effect of every time he hit the little monster was listened to carefully.

It wasn't until Jing Ran was busy that he patted Shen Yinian's shoulder and woke up the sleeping Zhengxiang person.

"Niannian, wake up and go back, don't catch a cold. ”

"I'm so good, I'm waiting for you so well. Shen Yinian rubbed his eyes and muttered.

Jing Ran lowered his head and pursed his lips with a smile, "Yes, Nian Nian is the most well-behaved." ”

Pang Jia immediately glared back viciously as long as he saw the eyes looking at Jiang He along the way, and he lost the password neatly, and the door was also slammed.

"Pang Jia......" Jiang He saw Pang Jia who was angry for the first time, usually this person was always smiling, and he panicked inexplicably.

There was a cold snort from his nose, Pang Jia casually skimmed the shopping bag that blocked the skirt to the entrance, walked straight to the door of the master bedroom, pushed open the bedroom door, and threw the person directly onto the bed, no matter how soft the mattress was, Jiang He was still a little stunned, and was just about to sit up with his waist propped up.