Liu Ye hung up the phone, anyway, the promotion of the film has been done, she rarely appears in front of the media during this time, entertainment news, the next news is old news. 『』

There is a saying that when you see the new person laughing, you don't see the old person crying. News is "only the news is noisy, not the old news." ”

The weather is getting colder, and Liu Ye is nesting in the apartment, but Yunhang still has to go to work. There had been too much time in Melbourne and Europe, and a few of the most tricky directors had already expressed their displeasure.

Although he didn't get tired of being together every day, Yunhang had at least one phone porridge with Liu Ye a day, and each time it was more than half an hour.

Liu Ye once said helplessly, "Why don't you move over, I'll report to you every day that my life is very tired, okay?" ”

The disgusted tone in Liu Ye's words was obvious, but Yun Hang was extremely excited, "Then what if I'm staying today?" Or tomorrow? ”

Liu Ye, the one whose "......" skin is thicker than the city wall, are you really the man I fancied?

It's so shameless?

So, Yunhang took a big suitcase and moved into Liu Ye's apartment as a matter of course.

In the past, the winter in City A was not cold at all, but this year's winter was a bit abnormal, and it was rare for City A to have a heavy snowfall.

After eating, Liu Ye stood in front of the window, looking at the white snow outside the window, and his beautiful little face was in line, not knowing his joy and anger.

Yun Hang threw the bowl into the dishwasher, then made two cups of coffee and brought it over.

"What are you thinking?"

Liu Ye caught the coffee handed over by Yun Hang, and the warm coffee was held in the palm of his hand, and Liu Ye was very comfortable. "It's nothing, it's just a little sentimental when it snows."

Yun Hang whistled, and a very ruffian smile appeared on his handsome face, "It's rare to see you sentimental Sister Lin!" Here, pretend to be weak. ”

"Get out." Liu Ye snorted. "It's the New Year in a week, let's go out tomorrow to sweep the mall?"

"Sweep// Sweep?" Yunhang repeated a word.

"Hmm." Liu Ye nodded very seriously. "Anyway, there is nothing to do this year, and on Chinese New Year's Eve, I want to go home." When the time comes, bring Dad out as well. Our family, since my father's accident, has not been like a home. ”

Yun Hang was a little moved, stretched out his hand and beckoned, signaling Liu Ye to come over. Liu Ye Liu Ye walked over with hot coffee and sat on the bed next to Yun Hang, Yun Hang's big palm with a thin callus rubbed Liu Ye's head, "Okay." ”

Liu Ye's petite body nested in Yun Hang's arms, and his head was close to Yun Hang's heart, feeling the warmth that this heart brought to him.

"But you have to promise me one thing."

"What?"

"On the sixth day of the first lunar month, I went home with me. The ugly daughter-in-law still has to see her in-laws, doesn't she? ”

Liu Ye raised his head, looked at his chin, suddenly raised his body, and bit him the chin, "Am I ugly?" ”

Yun Hang rubbed his chin, and sure enough, it was the most poisonous woman's heart, "My wife's beauty is a Sabissh, comparable to Diao Chan!" Look at it, the standard melon seed face, willow eyebrows, apricot blossom eyes, the nose bridge has a personality, and the long and flowing hair is the national goddess! Looking at the figure, the front // convex / back / warped is very material. Who dares to say that my wife is not beautiful?! ”

Liu Ye complained, "Is this me?" Also, you're absolutely colored. ”

Yun Hang pinched Liu Ye's waist, "If your husband is not sexy, you should cry." ”