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Immediately, he turned his head and pretended to be calm to start the engine, and pressed the clutch to the undulating sound of the horn.

Ye Zhixia is so tender compared to a love master like him that he is embarrassed, and he doesn't even know where to put his hand. She quietly raised her eyes to look at the man in the driver's seat who was focused on driving. Due to the obscuration of her glasses, she couldn't really see the expression on his face.

seemed to feel her gaze, Yin Mochen

"Nothing." The voyeur was caught on the spot, Ye Zhixia turned his face out of the window with a weak heart, and his face and ears couldn't help but redden.

The carriage suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere was a little silent and awkward.

In fact, if the little girl looks closely, it is not difficult to find that there is also a suspicious faint flush on the handsome side face of a certain uncle.

The sports car drove into the high-end villa area and finally stopped in front of a European-style building.

Pushing the car door, Ye Zhixia looked up, and was stunned when he saw the palatial private villa in front of him.

Thinking about her old two-bedroom building on Dawang Street, she finally deeply felt what the gap between the rich and the poor is!

It is no wonder that every uprising in the history books is launched by proletariats such as peasant uncles, who have worked hard to grow grain for a year but can only gnaw on the kang to gnaw their nests, while those capitalist landlords have high beds and soft pillows for bird's nest abalone every day, how can war reform not break out?

Ye Zhixia looked at it in a daze for a long time, until the man parked the car in the garage, she slowly turned her face and asked, "Uncle, is this...... Your home? ”

She remembered going to her uncle's house once, but the last time she came there didn't seem to be this place. Now that housing prices are rising by leaps and bounds, my uncle owns more than one or two properties, and he is really a rich man!

It turned out that he was crooked, and he fell in love with a low-key local tyrant!

"Hmm." Compared to her shock, Yin Mochen just nodded lightly, carrying her little luggage, and said softly, "Go in." ”

Stepping into his house and stepping on the solid wood floor, Ye Zhixia still has a feeling of unreality, the crystal diamond chandelier on the ceiling, the marble dining table in the dining room, and the K gold glazed bricks on the wall, they are all worth a lot of money if they are taken out and sold.

Oh my God, how rich is the uncle?

She was simply dazzled!

Looking at the little girl who was looking up and down, the man asked gently, "Are you hungry?" ”

"Hmm!" The two bowls of porridge I drank in the morning have long been digested, and now it's 11 o'clock, almost a hurry up to eat. Ye Zhixia nodded, raised his little face and looked at him, "Uncle, what are we going to eat today?" ”

During her stay in the hospital, all the meals they ate were packed from outside, and although they tasted good, she still felt that the meals made by her uncle were more delicious!

Yin Mochen walked into the kitchen, looked at the empty refrigerator except for a few bottles of imported beer, and smiled slightly: "What do you want to eat?" Let's go buy something, okay? ”

"Yes, yes!" Ye Zhixia was very excited, and bent his eyes happily, "Wait a while, I will also learn to cook with you!" ”

"Two people live a life, and one of them can cook is enough." Yin Mochen couldn't help but reach out and rub her little broken hair lovingly. I don't know when he liked this action more and more, and he loved it very much.