Xu had something on her mind, Le Yao's sleep was very shallow, and there was a slight sound in the bedroom door, and she woke up, and in the dim space, his figure and breath came to her.

"Haven't slept yet?" Wen Yunting turned on the light until it was faint.

"You've woken me up. She said that thinking of the picture of him kissing the girl in white, it had been three or four hours since she saw them, and the picture of their inappropriate children came to her mind, and her heart was sour, but she was indifferent: "Didn't you say that you won't come back tonight?"

As long as he saw her, as long as she was not covered in thorns, he was in an excellent mood. He hurried back, just wanting to see her, during the day in Biyuan, all he thought about was her, "It's too boring over there, so I'll come back." His hand touched her face.

"It's cold. From his body, she smelled a faint smell of perfume, and when she thought of the girl in white, the astringency in her heart became stronger, and she pushed his hand away unhappily.

Her stubborn appearance is so cute, Wen Yunting's lips flashed a smile, but he reached out and hugged her: "Is it still cold?"

The smell of perfume made her frown slightly, slightly irritated: "I'm sleepy." ”

Wen Yunting looked down at her, and then let go of her: "Did Auntie say that she was coming over tomorrow?" He didn't want to leave from her soft side in the early morning, he wanted to wake up with her, and wanted to watch her sleep quietly in his arms.

Le Yao lowered her eyes and wanted to push him: "Go back to your side and sleep." ”

Wen Yunting raised his eyebrows slightly, then chuckled slightly, and then touched her face.

She shuddered lightly to stop him from flirting with his hand: "Don't mess around. ”。

"I'm not messing around, what are you going to do when you come back?" the more embarrassed she was, the happier he became, and then he bowed his head and kissed her.

"You-"

Her words drowned out in his kiss.

Between his lips and teeth, with rare tenderness and tenderness, seeing that she did not struggle to resist, his hands became even more presumptuous.

He really was a demon! How could his kiss be so entangled, so soft? so bewildering her? But between her lips and teeth, she seemed to smell the smell of perfume again, and she pushed him away violently from nowhere.

Each other was gasping slightly.

There was undisguised longing in his eyes, Le Yao's pursed lips trembled slightly, and he closed his nightgown.

Her push away didn't make Wen Yunting angry, and he came over with a chuckle on his lips.

She put her hand against his chest as he approached her, and she found that she really couldn't refuse his temptation, "go take a shower first—" she didn't want to smell other women on him.

He chuckled and ruffled her hair, and pecked her lips lightly, "Wait for me." ”

Listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Le Yao leaned weakly on the head of the bed, she was just his bed partner in the night, how could she be qualified to ask him about his private affairs?

When Wen Yunting came out of the bathroom, his hair was half wet, and his face, which had always been cold, looked strangely relaxed at the moment.

In her sense of smell, there was no longer the smell of perfume, and then, he was as passionate as fire, and she was as tender as water, unable to resist, and retreated.

Outside the window, icy and snowy, indoors, warm as spring, just at the critical moment, she blocked his presumptuous actions and muttered "Wait-"

There was a fire burning in his eyes, but he looked at her patiently.

She took out a condom and handed it to him, her face crimson.

Looking at that thing, Wen Yunting couldn't help but smile.

Le Yao was slightly embarrassed and frowned: "What are you laughing at?" "Is it ridiculous to buy condoms?"

"Who told you to buy this. He laughed out loud, completely subverting his previous cold appearance.

Embarrassment, she shoved the condom into him, blushing like a tomato, and muttered, "It must be used." She was actually very conflicted and wanted to have his children, but she didn't dare to ...... If she really has it, how can the parents be embarrassed? Also, he and Song Siyu are about to get married, so her child is an illegitimate child, and she can't let her child live in embarrassing gossip because of her selfish thoughts.

Looking at her embarrassed and embarrassed appearance, Wen Yunting really liked it, pecked her cheek lightly, and whispered, "I don't need this." "He didn't want any barriers between them, he wanted to have her without reservation.

Le Yao was slightly annoyed, her eyes were slightly red, and she blurted out: "Who knows how erosive your life is, I don't want to get into any dirty disease." As he spoke, he shoved the box into him.

Looking at her stubborn appearance, Wen Yunting was angry and funny, he was an adult, and he couldn't avoid some needs, but he was by no means the kind of casual person in her mouth, when he wanted to tease her, his eyes fell on the condom, and he suddenly burst into laughter when he looked at the words on it.

"What are you laughing at?" he laughed again, he laughed again...... Isn't it just a box of condoms? Isn't it just for him to use? Is it that funny? She was so angry.

"Thread?" He couldn't stop laughing, and looked at her hotly, "It turns out that you like this?"

Le Yao was stunned, his smile made her feel annoyed and incomprehensible, "What do you mean?"

"Are you sure you want to use this?" Wen Yunting raised his eyebrows slightly, he looked at her with a hint of provocation?

Le Yao nodded, condoms, it's all the same, is there any difference?

Looking at her flushed face, Wen Yunting's heart moved, he couldn't control himself anymore, lowered his head, and kissed her on the lips again, "Silly girl, that thing, you can't stand it." ”

Le Yao was slightly stunned, looking at her with wandering eyes, and didn't understand what he meant, but then, all his thoughts were occupied by him.

Afterwards, with a bit of banter and uninhibitedness, he told her what the thread was.

Le Yao buried her head in the quilt, but she didn't dare to look at him again, she finally knew why Luo Zhen spoke in that tone. God, she's really ...... I was so stupid that I thought all condoms were the same, so I took a box in a panic. Tomorrow...... This thing must be thrown away, far away. She was anxious again, and she didn't use a condom, so what?

Wen Yunting laughed, fished her out of the quilt, found that her face was flushed, and couldn't help but kiss her.

Le Yao was confused, and his eyes were clearly doting. But she can't seem to guess him, can't see him clearly. Or maybe he's like this in front of other women?

"Didn't you say you wouldn't be back tonight?" she still lingered in her heart for the woman in white and the smell of perfume on his body.

Wen Yunting had already discovered her affection for him, and he was used to this stupid girl's stubbornness and duplicity: "A friend has just returned to China, and I came back to invite her to dinner." ”

"Female?" Le Yao blurted out, her chest stuffy.

Wen Yunting smiled, between his lips and teeth, entangled in her taste, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Jealous?" Her words surprised him.

"I don't like you again, what kind of jealousy do you eat?" she snorted, what qualifications did she have to be jealous? leaning sideways to prevent him from discovering her abnormality, but in the end, the sourness in her heart became stronger and stronger.

He hugged her tightly and whispered, "It's so sour......"

His breath hit her neck, causing her to shiver, and she glared back at him in displeasure as he spied on her mind.

The way she stared at people was so cute, Wen Yunting smiled indifferently, he didn't intend to explain or explain this, just let this stupid girl think nonsense.

However, in the next few days, Le Yao really hadn't seen Wen Yunting, and the whole person felt empty, as if something was missing around her. And she couldn't help but wonder if he would be with the lady in white...... It's all the rage.

"Yaoyao, I can't spend Christmas with you. Yu Peiling elegantly held the coffee: "Next Monday, Uncle Wen and I are going to the United States." ”

Living with their father for many years, father and daughter don't have much concept of other festivals except for the Spring Festival, let alone Christmas, "It's okay, I'm going to start work next Monday." "These days, the only thing that makes her happy is to work, as long as she starts to work, she won't be idle and cranky all day long.

"What kind of work are you working in?" Yu Peiling was surprised, because she had never heard of her before.

"It is a trading company that makes bills in the warehouse. She is full of expectations for her new job, and although the company is not large, the personnel relationship should be much simpler.

Yu Peiling was extremely unhappy, "You-" After all, her daughter also graduated from college and stayed in the warehouse to issue invoices, which ...... For a while, she couldn't accept it, "If you want to be my assistant, you can go to Simu Cake to do other jobs, or go to Times Ginza, Times Communications, Times Real Estate...... If you don't want to be a secretary anymore, you can also go to the marketing department, customer service department, and logistics department...... Isn't it good to listen to my arrangement? But why do you want to work for a small company that is not well known?"

"Mom. Le Yao looked at her mother with a hint of firmness in her eyes: "I want to live my own life, I want to have my own circle of friends." After being by her mother's side for so long, she can more or less feel that most of the people in the wealthy families in the upper class wear hypocritical masks and human effects, she doesn't want to lose her essence, and she doesn't want to live that kind of flashy and drunken life.

If Yu Peiling was young, she would definitely refute her daughter's words to the fullest, but at this moment, she has experienced the lowest level of life and married into a wealthy family for many years, so she can understand her daughter's mind to some extent, and she wants to return to the simple and simple life when she was young, after a slight silence, she said: "You are young, it is not impossible to break through, but Yaoyao, don't forget, you are the only heir to my property, and sooner or later Simu cake will have to be managed by you, so my mother can give you three years at most." After three years, you have to come back to me, be my assistant, learn to manage the company. "Don't look at Simu only making cakes, but there are many branches in Z City, the scale is getting bigger and bigger, and the profits are also quite lucrative.

Heirs?

These are things that Le Yao has never thought about, she is not one of those flashy and impetuous women, let alone a woman who loves vanity, with her mother, she never thought about how much she wanted to get from her mother, she just longed for maternal love and family affection...... Her mother's words made her heart uneasy.

"Promise me, okay?" Yu Peiling's eyes were filled with anticipation: "Yaoyao, you are my only daughter, and all my things will be yours in the future." ”

"Mom, can you talk about this later?" At this moment, she didn't want to promise anything to her mother, so she changed the topic: "Mom, you and Uncle Wen went to the United States this time, when will you come back?"

The daughter diverted the topic ambiguously, and Yu Peiling was a little gloomy, but she was confident that in the future, Le Yao would eventually be able to adapt to life in a wealthy family, and she would eventually grow into an outstanding woman like her. The coffee, still slightly hot, stirred it with a small spoon, the brown liquid slowly sliding under her stirring: "This time I'll stay in the United States for a while." First, because of Song's invitation, and secondly, Uncle Wen wants to get involved in the financial industry, and this time I am going to talk about the details of cooperation. ”

Song's?

Le Yao was slightly stunned, so ......

"Siyu is over there, and Yun Ting will come with us this time. Yu Peiling lowered her head and took a sip of coffee.

Le Yao said absentmindedly, "Really?"

"Yaoyao, when I'm away, you have to take care of yourself. Yu Peiling was a little worried about her daughter, recently, she deliberately observed, and also quietly came to visit, and did not find anything between Wen Yunting and Yaoyao, which made her breathe a sigh of relief, and this time, Yunting also promised to go to the United States with them, she finally let go.

"I will. Le Yao responded in a low voice.

Yu Peiling took two credit cards to her.

Le Yao didn't answer, "Mom, I have money." "She is very frugal on weekdays, and the little money she saved before has not been used up.

The daughter moved to the house she bought, but in addition to accepting her mobile phone and clothes, she never received her money. She once put the money in the drawer of the suite, but after a long time, she found that the money had not been touched at all, "I will stay there for a long time this time, you can keep this card for me first." Yu Peiling euphemistically changed her words: "The password is your birthday." ”

When it came to this, Le Yao didn't refuse again, but accepted the card, the "long" in her mother's words made her frown slightly, will Yun Ting stay there for a long time? Her mood gradually bottomed out.

In the next few days, Le Yao didn't have any news from Wen Yunting, and she was nervous. But what made her most disappointed was that he didn't appear in front of her until the day Yu Peiling and the others set off.

*

Although it is only a small trading company, it acts as an agent for the distribution rights of several big brands in Z City, such as edible oil, milk powder, coffee, biscuits, beef and other foods, although the office environment is not very good, but the management and process are quite standardized.

Le Yao's job is to make bills and issue invoices, although it seems simple, but there is tediousness and complexity in the simplicity, and the person responsible for taking Le Yao's work is called Feng Mei.

Feng Meiren was cold, and there was a feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away, but Le Yao didn't recognize her life, and took the initiative to learn the content of her work.

The first day of work was spent in a sense of busyness and strangeness.

After getting off work, Le Yao returned to Tianlu No. 1, looking at the empty suite, she suddenly thought of Wen Yunting, today he had boarded the flight to New York, estimating the time, it should not be here yet.

Did he go to spend Christmas with Song Siyu?

Le Yao felt sad because he didn't say goodbye. Even if he had a word, she wouldn't be so entangled and sad.

When he comes back from the United States and determines the date of his marriage to Song Siyu, will he break up with her about this?

Disturbed.

Contradiction.

In the recent lingering, she has become more and more attached to him, more and more reluctant to leave him, and his warmth and doting will occasionally make her confused, will make her misunderstand, and will make her think that he may like her a little.

The more she thought about it, the more confused she became, Le Yao sighed and walked into the kitchen to cook noodles, and when she came out of the kitchen with noodles, the door of the suite was opened, and when she saw Wen Yunting's tall and broad figure appear, her eyes were wet.

He didn't go?

Didn't Yu Peiling say that he would leave today? But why didn't he leave?

"Not welcome?" Wen Yunting saw her stunned in place, his originally cold face had a hint of a chuckle, as soon as he saw her, he was in a very good mood.

Le Yao came back to her senses, ignored him, sat down at the dining table, lowered her head and began to eat noodles.

Wen Yunting put down the briefcase in his hand and sat beside her: "Eat in front of the guests, this is your hospitality?"

"Are you a guest?" asked Le Yao unceremoniously.

"Sharp teeth!" Wen Yunting chuckled, and then, without asking her what she meant, he snatched the chopsticks from her hand, brought the bowl to him, and ate the noodles in her bowl unceremoniously.

Le Yao was stunned: Is this the indifferent, elegant and noble man in the legend of the women in Ginza of the times? He is very good-looking, even if he eats noodles, it does not affect his perfection at all. Can...... How could he have eaten noodles with her? And she had eaten them?

"It's so sour. There were tomatoes in her face, and Wen Yunting deliberately frowned at her.

Le Yao snatched the bowl back in front of him, humming and arguing with him: "Don't eat it if you think it's sour." ”

Her appearance is so cute, Wen Yunting chuckled, and snatched the bowl again: "I mean the tomatoes are too sour." "Su Ri, he is very picky about food, and he has a habit of cleanliness about food, but, I don't know why, now, he wants to talk to her.

Le Yao looked at him bowing his head to eat noodles, and suddenly, he felt very warm. If you don't think about anything else, if they are like normal boyfriend and girlfriend, how happy they should be. But she bowed her head, this kind of happiness will never belong to her.

Wen Yunting quickly finished the bowl of noodles and pushed the empty bowl to her: "I haven't eaten yet." ”

Le Yao sneered: "You have to eat it and cook it yourself." ”

He grinded her softly and soaked it, and half-pushed her into the kitchen, Le Yao had no choice but to start cooking noodles again.

Wen Yunting leaned against the kitchen door, looking at the slender her series of natural movements, at the bottom of his heart, he suddenly felt very warm, he thought that he had never been that kind of homely man, but at this moment, he longed to live this peaceful life.

He walked over and, suddenly, put his arm around her waist from behind.

Such an ambiguous posture made Le Yao slightly stunned, and she struggled slightly.

"Silly girl, don't get into trouble. His voice was low and deep, uh! She was just struggling in his arms, but his body was sensitive......

Le Yao was obedient, didn't dare to move, and said angrily: "Do you still want to eat noodles? If you want to eat, let me go." ”

He was suddenly reluctant to let go of her, so he hugged her quietly, no matter what she said or did, he just wouldn't let go. Suddenly, a thrill crossed his mind...... He was surprised to find that such a hug had appeared five years ago, and what surprised him even more was that the feeling of hugging Le Yao was the same as that of Derpy.

He remembered that Derpy always exuded a faint scent of honeysuckle, and the shower gel used in Le Yao's bathroom was also scented with honeysuckle, and at this moment, her body was also filled with that faint smell.

He still remembers that Derpy is very thin, but his waist is very soft, and Le Yao, although slender, is very soft all over his body, so soft that he often indulges in it.

He remembers that Derpy wasn't tall, just as big as his jaw. Every time she stood with Le Yao before, she was wearing high heels, and now, wearing home flats, she was only as tall as his chin.

"Derpy?" he hugged Le Yao and closed his eyes, the feeling was surprisingly consistent with that of five years ago, he lowered his head and couldn't help but murmur.

In the pot, the noodles were boiling in the water, and his low call made Le Yao slightly stunned, and her eyes were wet. She was so excited that some words almost blurted out, and she turned around and tiptoed to kiss him on the lips excitedly.

Breathe in harmony with each other. Eyes meet in close proximity, so close, so close, so close that you can clearly see yourself in each other's pupils.

"Yunting ......" Le Yao's lips opened slightly, and just when she mustered up the courage to tell the past, she was suddenly kissed by him.

Wen Yunting hugged her waist, the tighter and tighter the hoop, and the kiss became deeper and deeper.

Puff –

The noodle soup in the pot overflowed and fell into the flames, and the soup and the fire met with a popping sound, startling the two of them to let go of each other.

Le Yao immediately turned off the fire, her breathing was a little short, and there was still his burning breath and taste between her lips, watching the soup in the pot gradually quiet, but her heart was in turmoil.

"It's okay!" Wen Yunting stood behind her, watching her methodically clean up the mess next to the glass stove. The affection just now retreated, and he seemed to have returned to his previous state of peace.

Le Yao shook her head, and soon, two bowls of steaming noodles were served.

"Something?" he found her silence, in his heart, a little surprised by the changes she made before and after, just in the kitchen, she actually took the initiative to turn around and kiss him, even if it was just a faint sweep of his lips, but it was enough to surprise him.

Le Yao looked up at him, his face was imprinted into the bottom of his heart, and the hidden face in the depths of his heart gradually coincided, her eyes were wet, "I ......" her chest suffocated, his voice "Derpy", it turned out that he was still thinking about her, thinking of the silly girl five years ago, but she, how to tell him that she was Derpy?

"What's wrong?" Wen Yunting wondered slightly, was her reaction too slow, or did he not see through her? From the beginning to the end, from the first time he saw her in the stairwell, he had never been able to figure her out. If she is too deep in the city, she wants to capture him, but she has never taken the initiative to seduce or seduce him, they are together, except for the time when she was drunk and confused with him, the rest of the time, he took the initiative to plunder her; if she is too simple, but why is there always a faint sadness in her eyes, which is obviously the sadness after emotional setbacks, but he can be sure that she likes himself, otherwise, how can he linger with him again and again?

"I ......" Some words, Le Yao was about to blurt out, but Le Zhengming's pale and puffy face before his death suddenly appeared in his mind, as well as the vows she had made, those words, sentence by sentence, burned her, making a secret corner of her heart seem to be grabbed by something, so painful that her heart and lungs twitched, and an irrepressible pain suddenly gave birth, almost making her unable to move. Tormented by the oath, wandering in the words that came out of her mouth, her thoughts were chaotic. After struggling for a long time, she swallowed the words trapped in her throat, but silent tears filled the corners of her eyes.

Her tears made Wen Yunting startled suddenly, he wiped the slightly hot tears on her cheeks with his fingertips, and her desire to speak stopped, so that he could never really see through her and see through her: "What's wrong?"

"It's fine. After sobbing lightly, Le Yao wiped away her tears, lowered her head, and ate noodles without speaking, her mouth was numb, even if she ate tomatoes, she couldn't feel any taste at all.

Wen Yunting's heart was slightly suffocated, what happened to her. He found that there seemed to be too many things hidden in her heart that he would never guess, and perhaps, she seemed to be innocent, but she was a difficult mystery to solve.

There was only silence between them, and after that, she didn't look at him again. At the bottom of my heart, I am full of heavy burdens.

Le Yao lowered her head to wash the dishes in the kitchen, on such a cold day, she didn't use hot water, she deliberately used cold water, the cold water seemed to soak into her bones, so that the cold air spread throughout her body. The sound of swishing water, two bowls, and two pairs of chopsticks were quickly washed. And her hands were numb with cold.

She walked out of the kitchen, but her hands were shivering with cold, and she even felt cold in her bones, and she saw him sitting quietly on her bed, leaning against the soft head of the bed, in front of him, with his laptop. Such a harmonious and quiet scene made her eyes wet again. How nice would it be if they were really together?

Wen Yunting's fingers skillfully roamed on the keyboard of the computer, while checking the weather in New York, while arranging the latest work for He Haotian on MSN, he inadvertently looked up and found her leaning quietly against the door, with an indelible sorrow between her eyebrows and eyes.

His heart tightened, and his slender and clean hand gently hooked her, "Come here." "He has a habit of recognizing his bed and likes to be furnished in cool colors, and his office and suite are all in cool colors, including his daily necessities. But for some reason, he felt so accustomed to her suite, full of lively and bright colors, as he was sitting on her bed now, which seemed like his daily home, and it seemed natural to him. And with her by his side, even if she doesn't speak, even if her words are sharp, his heart will not feel disappointed.

Ke Leyao turned around and walked to the living room, sat in the lazy sofa, turned on the TV, and found that her hands were so cold that she was trembling a little when she pressed the remote control.

Most of the TV shows at the moment are so-called entertainment programs or lengthy soap operas, which makes her feel bored.

Wen Yunting walked over, and when he snatched the remote control board from her hand, he found that her hand was cold and distressed, so he wrapped her little hand tightly with both hands, and in an instant, his palm was cold.

"What's going on?" her hands were still warm when she ate before. "Why is it so cold?"

"It's fine. Le Yao raised her eyebrows, barely pretending to be inadvertent. His palm made her feel warm...... His unexpected gentleness made the sorrow in her heart even thicker. He, even if he is by her side, does not belong to her, and now, it is just the warmth stolen by the time stolen, and in the end, it cannot last long.

He squeezed her to sit on the lazy sofa, and then it became the position where he sat with her in his arms. He was tall and broad, and she was slender and petite, and she sat in his arms, just right. In the living room, in addition to the sound of the TV, it is the sound of each other's breathing.

Wen Yunting found that her little hands were still cold, so he took her hands into his arms, nestled them in his soft and warm nightgown, and hid them in his chest.

He lowered his head, his lips touched her forehead, and lightly, pecked.

Feeling the cold little hands on his chest gradually warm, he asked, "Are you better?"

The hand is warm, but the heart is even colder, Le Yao nodded numbly, in fact, it's okay, at least he can have memories in the future, at least he has warmed her, whether it is because he needs a bed partner or because of something else.

Suddenly, Wen Yunting hugged her and walked to the bedroom.

"Put me down. Le Yao struggled slightly, "I can walk by myself." She was afraid that too much tenderness from him would make her break her oath to her father, and she was afraid that she would rush out and tell him everything...... Even though she wasn't sure if he still liked Derpy, even if she wasn't sure he would fall in love with her again because she was Derpy.

But Wen Yunting wanted to hug her, because he would leave for a long time next, and he was afraid that he would miss her very much, "Don't move." He whispered, "Let me hug you." ”

But this sentence made her eyes sour, she hated herself, hated that she was too easily touched by him, too easy to cry because of him. But she didn't struggle anymore, enjoying this rare moment of warmth.

"Take a bath with me. He bit her ear, and his soft breath rushed to her with a burning heat, crispy and numb.

"I'm tired. She refused.

"Really?" he lowered his head and pressed his forehead against the corner of her forehead, not letting her dodge in the slightest.

"I'm so tired. Le Yao raised her head and looked at him, with bitterness in her eyes. How long is there such a quiet time? I hope that time will stop at this moment forever, then he will hold her like this forever and not let go. And she will always feel such warmth...... It's a good feeling.

Wen Yunting looked at her, watching her little bird lying in her arms, and suddenly, her heart was very soft, if she was like this, without any edge, without any sharpness, how good it would be.

He laid her on the bed: "Go to bed early when you're tired," his hand brushed a strand of hair from her forehead for her, and her face fell into his sight. He looked stupidly for a while, then pulled away to leave, he just got up, but she suddenly wanted to grab him, but she didn't even touch the corners of his clothes, hands, empty, heart, even empty.

Le Yao sighed and turned over, only to find the computer he put on the bedside, her eyes fell on the open page, and her heart was cold.

On the computer page, it was the recent weather in New York, and the sun on it seemed to be a little dazzling, burning her eyes sparkling.

It turned out that he was still going to New York.

Even, in preparation for a trip to New York.

At the bottom of her heart, it hurt so much.

A tear slid down her cheek and fell into her pillow. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and worked hard, hard to make herself strong.

He just went to see his fiancée and discuss the marriage, what was she so sad about? And what position did she have to be sad?

In the past five years without him, she is still living well, isn't she? I believe that in the future, she will live as always without him.

Be strong, Le Yao, you must be strong. To have this short-lived stolen pleasure should be satisfied. At least, she herself knows that she loves him, and she has already loved him to the bone marrow and can't extricate herself, but she will hide her feelings well and not let him find out.

With such a contradictory and masochistic thought, Le Yao turned sideways, closed her eyes, but beside her, she kept his place, and when she heard the sound of water in the bathroom stop, she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

When Wen Yunting came out, wrapped in a nightgown, his hair was slightly wet, and after taking a bath, the whole person was much more refreshed, he approached the bedside and found that she had fallen asleep, taking advantage of the light, he found that she was sleeping sideways, half of her cheeks were covered by long hair, he reached out to brush her hair, revealing her fair face, his fingertips, slid over her eyebrows, her eyes, her slightly upturned nose, her soft lips, looking at her so quiet appearance, the corners of his lips slightly raised. Actually, the way she fell asleep was not sharp and sharp, and it was really quiet.

Her shoulders were slightly exposed, and he pulled the quilt on, covered her, and then sat down on the other side of the bed, put the laptop on his lap, and then looked sideways at her sleeping back, his heart suddenly settled. Settled, he felt that she was already an indispensable part of his life.

He noticed that there was an avatar on MSN that was beating, so he clicked on it.

Song Siyu [Why didn't you come with your uncle and aunt?]

His long, clean fingers roamed the keyboard [I still have some unfinished business.] 】

Song Siyu sent a depressed avatar [You are clearly intent on harming me. 】

Wen Yunting: [I'll go over tomorrow.] 】

Song Siyu sent a flying kiss [Thank you, dear, I will welcome you with the warmest kisses and hugs. 】

The corners of Wen Yunting's lips twitched slightly, and he was a little helpless [There is no need to welcome, as long as I am not besieged. 】

Song Siyu sent a mighty expression [Who dares to besiege my man?]

Wen Yunting raised his eyebrows lightly, his fingers were about to tap on the keyboard, but he accidentally slid the computer onto Le Yao's body.

Le Yao was sullen, she didn't fall asleep at all, listening to him ticking on the keyboard, her heart beat with the sound of his tapping. When the computer slid onto her, she turned sideways, just in time to meet his gaze.

"Not asleep?" he looked at her.

Le Yao nodded lightly, but in the bottom of her heart, she was a little gloomy.

Wen Yunting took a pillow and put it on her pillow and asked her to sit up slightly: "Yaoyao," he didn't know how to tell her about his going to the United States.

Le Yao pulled the quilt over her shoulders and half-sat up. Her eyes fell on his computer, and the words in the MSN chat window that had not yet been closed fell into her eyes clearly and cruelly, in fact, their relationship between the fiancée was very good, she was just an accessory of Song Siyu who was not in China, and even, not a substitute, she bowed her head sadly, for fear that she would cry.

Wen Yunting noticed her gaze, closed the window, and placed the computer on the bedside table, he leaned sideways, next to her, and touched her with his elbow.

"Don't touch me. "She's as sharp as a hedgehog again.

Wen Yunting wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start, so he coughed lightly: "I...... I'm going to the U.S. tomorrow and probably won't be back for a while. "Actually, several times tonight, he stopped talking, not knowing how to tell her.

Le Yao's chest was stuffy, and he threw aside the pillow he had placed on her pillow before, and slipped into the quilt to lie down: "Is it?" Wen Yunting turned sideways, touched her shoulder, and noticed her strangeness, he was like a child who had done something wrong: "No way, I have to go this time." "Actually, he was already shirking before, but this time, he had to go. And in order to be with her tonight, he has already changed his ticket once.

"You don't have to tell me where you're going. Le Yao didn't raise her head, closed her eyes, but in her heart, she was in chaos, and I am not who you are.

He heard the displeasure and sourness in her tone, and there was a slight joy in his heart, but he didn't know how to explain it to her, and some things were not the time to explain or say clearly, because there were some things that he was not sure about: "Siyu's side, I have to deal with some trouble." ”

Le Yao was silent, the sourness in his heart gradually expanded, he went to the United States for Song Siyu.

In fact, Wen Yunting really hoped that she could say anything, even if she was unreasonable and pulled him not to go, or made a noise to ask him to go later...... But she didn't have any of these, and even, she was still sleeping quietly, he was a little gloomy, perhaps, her liking for him was nothing more than that.