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He was so moved by compassion that he couldn't bear to pull her fingers away, so he stretched out his long legs and hooked a small stool not far from the bed, and sat on the edge of the bed with a slight movement.

The words she had said in her dream just now had been heard word by word by him. Although Yin Mochen is very confident in her appearance, she will not think that the 'you' in the little girl's mouth is herself.

So, does she have someone she likes? What does the guy she likes look like? Why did the humility hidden in her tone make him feel a little distressed when she mentioned the boy?

Distressed?

Thinking of this word, Yin Mochen laughed self-deprecatingly and hooked the corners of his lips. A person like himself will not have feelings for any woman, how can he understand the so-called love of this kind of high school girl?

And he approached her for only one purpose, and that was to find the whereabouts of the key from her as soon as possible. He doesn't mind using extraordinary tactics when necessary. Of course, Shen Xiaotian is kind to him, she is Shen Xiaotian's daughter, so he will never hurt her, and he will not allow anyone with evil intentions to hurt her!

Outside the window, the night was dark, the Ye family's courtyard was silent, and only the subtle sound of his watch ticking and moving could be heard in the room. The heavy darkness quietly surrounded him, and although it was early summer, Yin Mochen still felt a little cold. He looked slightly sideways at the sleeping little face of the girl next to the pillow, looked at her slightly frowning eyebrows, and a complex and indistinguishable look flashed in her deep eyes.

This night seemed to have passed very long, Yin Mochen rubbed his eyebrows with his other hand, and his face showed a faint tiredness. He put his hands on his forehead and leaned against the side of the bed to close his eyes.

The next day, the morning sunlight poured softly into the bedroom through the half-open old-fashioned wooden windows, and the whole room was painted a warm orange, which had a warm smell.

Ye Zhixia finally woke up faintly, and when she opened her eyes, she stared blankly at the ceiling, and there was a moment of blankness in her mind.

Strange, she remembered that she was singing with Xiaoyue last night? How can you wake up in your own bed? How did she come back, with whom, and why is there no impression at all?

She didn't drink much alcohol last night, so that her brain couldn't function normally, Ye Zhixia Lai stretched out a big lazy waist in the quilt, and sat up from the warm quilt.

Suddenly hearing the slight sound of pots and pans colliding in the kitchen next door, Ye Zhixia frowned suspiciously, and shouted tentatively: "Old lady? ”

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then the door of her bedroom was pushed open, and when she saw the man with black-rimmed glasses standing at the door, she opened her eyes in surprise: "Uncle? ”

"Awake?" Yin Mochen smiled softly at her, and continued, "Get up and wash up, breakfast is ready." ”

Hearing him say this, Ye Zhixia found that he actually had a robot cat apron tied around his waist that he bought for five yuan from the night market before the Chinese New Year, this man was tall and had a standard figure, but this cartoon apron was tied to him without a sense of disobedience.