Nearly September, the weather in Ningjiang is unusually hot, just after seven o'clock in the morning, the spicy sun is sprinkled on the face without scrutiny, Ye Luo sits on the roof garden on the highest floor of the Sunshine Garden, rocking chair gently rocking.

Qing Yu walked over with a plate of watermelons, bent over on the white round table, carefully adjusted the angle of the parasol, and stood beside her tall figure, wanting to stop talking.

"What does Brother Qingyu want to say?" Ye Luo picked up a piece of watermelon and took a bite, smiling brightly at him, "Is there anything you can't say?" ”

"Whose child is it?" After hesitating for a moment, he decided to say it briskly, "I'm going to beat him up." "The fist creaked, and it looked like it was going to tear someone apart

Ye Luo pulled his lips and smiled lowly, and sighed in a low voice: "Brother Qingyu, don't blame that person, the matter has passed, and it was my own volition, no one else is to blame." ”

"You love him?" Qing Yu yelled and leaned his face to her, with a puzzled look in his eyes, "Do you love him?" ”

"Love?" Ye Luo held the watermelon for a while, did she ever love him? That night happened naturally, she only knew that even if he rejected her proposal, she never regretted it, was that love?

"You're still young." Qing Yu saw her confused expression, and knew her psychology at a glance, and put his big hand lightly on her shoulder, and said solemnly: "Ye Luo, my brother will protect you and will never let you be hurt again." "No matter who that man is, he will find it, as for the consequences, just leave it to Yang Yi, that guy is the one who will never let go of hurting Ye Luo.

"Watermelon is sweet."

"Don't interrupt."

Ye Luo got up to meet his outstanding height, a faint smile overflowed from the corners of his lips, and his tone was soft, "Brother Qingyu, this time I was willful, and I won't do anything wrong next time, so this time, please don't get to the bottom of it, so far, I don't want you to do superfluous things." ”

The implication is that you don't have to do much to find that person.

"I didn't do anything superfluous." Qing Yu raised his right hand and swore, "Seeing your smiling face, I feel at ease." What he was thinking about was another thing, if he didn't find out that man, he wouldn't be called Ye Qingyu, whoever hurt the person closest to him had to pay the price, this was his Ye Qingyu's principle of life.

Ye Luo's pure white dress disappeared from his sight, he turned around, raised his head to face the scorching sun, and a cold smile poured out, and the answer was soon to be revealed.

He was an orphan raised by the Ye family's grandmother, and he swore to protect Ye Luo before the Ye family's grandmother died, and he must do it.

"Dead boy, dare to bully my sister Ye Qingyu, your time of death has come."

At the moment when Qing Yu cursed, the man sitting on the sofa in his living room and munching bread sneezed loudly, rubbed his nose, and thought that he had a cold.

Things have been going really hard lately.

"Dead boy, you don't have to give birth at home, and you haven't been able to help your brother at the company." Feng Junhao, the head of the Feng family, came down from the upper floor with fishing tools in his hand, and counted his son silently.

Since Feng Yu was admitted to the normal school, seeing him was like a mouse seeing a cat, he was a little shorter in front of him, and he could only put on a smile when he was counted, haha twice, and said dog-legged: "Dad, where are you fishing today?" ”

"You want to go too?"