After getting off work that afternoon, Ye Luo's whole person was in a state of mind.

I went to the supermarket and wanted to buy a few cowboy bones and fry them at night, but I didn't think about it in front of me, so I bought it as beef tenderloin, and when I checked out, he laughed for a while.

I have to admit that although Lao Hu's words have a certain element of trickery, Ye Luo was still very shocked after listening to it.

It seems that the concept that I have always believed in seems to be a little too rigid. And some of the things that I have been trying to fight for are not completely impossible to exist.

As long as this kind of mind moves, it will quickly take root in the brain, and Ye Luo is also a man, and there will always be a common disease common to men.

If she were an ordinary woman, Ye Luo would naturally not be moved, but Song Yan, this woman is too good.

Ye Luo has been curbing his good feelings for her for more than a year, thinking that this is a very sinful thing that harms others and herself.

But feelings are like that, containment is not the way. It's like the water that has been stored up by the dam, the water level is getting higher and higher, and the dam has to get higher and higher, and in the end, once there is a crack in the dam, the strong water pressure will make the dam collapse quickly, and it is a monstrous flood, which non-human beings can fight.

Back on the Swan, there was only Ye Luo on the ship today, and he didn't have the heart to cook, so he soaked some dog food for Maomao, and he sat on the sofa in a daze.

Ye Luo rarely smokes except for socializing, but now he wants to have one, he took a pack of guest cigarettes out, opened the seal, found a lighter to light it, and then swallowed the clouds in the dim living room.

It's dark right now. Mao Mao finished eating the dog food and saw Ye Luo's expression, so he sat down beside Ye Luo obediently.

One man and one dog, just silent.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Luo's stomach gurgled and broke the silence of the living room.

Ye Luo shook his head. I knew I couldn't sit anymore and I had to make something to eat.

Just as he was about to get up, there was a knock on the cabin door in the living room, and someone came in.

"Well, it smells like smoke, and when I see the light dim, I thought you weren't there." Song Yan's voice came, and then the living room light turned on, making Ye Luo squint.

"What's on your mind?" Song Yan asked curiously.

Wait until you get used to the light in the house. Ye Luo looked up and found that Song Yan was holding a casserole in his hand, Ye Luo's nose twitched, and the fragrance of thick soup immediately hooked his saliva out.

"What is this?" Ye Luo stared at the casserole in Song Yan's hand.

"Chicken soup." Song Yan was a little uncomfortable on her face, and explained, "I've been a little tired lately, so I want to make up for it." But I can't finish it alone. Have you eaten? ”

"Oh, not yet."

"That's right, let's drink together." Song Yan said, "I'm not very good at making it, I follow the recipe, and I don't know if it's good or not." ”

"Smelling the scent. You can't go wrong. Ye Luo smiled, got up and went to the kitchen cupboard to get the dishes and chopsticks.

The two of them were in the living room, Song Yan brought out two bowls of soup, put one of them in front of Ye Luo, and then said, "I'll make something more." You're a man, and you can't get enough of soup alone. You've been feeding me for most of the year, so let me cook today. ”

Seeing that Song Yan was very interested, Ye Luo was not hypocritical, and nodded: "Okay, I'm sorry for you." ”

"You, if you want Mo'er, go to the city, what's the use of just thinking here?" Song Yan said with a smile as she walked into the kitchen.

Hearing Song Yan's words, Ye Luo felt uncomfortable for a while. Indeed, I am so cranky, I'm sorry for Chu Mo'er.

He shook his head, picked up the soup bowl and took a sip of the soup, the warm thick soup in his stomach, and his whole body was soothed.

Good soup, simmering, less than three hours up, can't come out of this taste.

In the kitchen, Song Yan turned on the range hood and began to cook food.

She is talented and intelligent, and her hands and feet are also nimble, and she has been following Ye Luo for a long time, and under the influence of her ears and eyes, she has long been unable to cook a simple dinner.

After twenty minutes, the meal was ready, Song Yan walked out of the kitchen with the dishes, and looked at the sofa in the living room, but found that Mao Mao was looking at herself, her tail wagging slowly.

Ye Luo, on the other hand, was sitting in the middle of the sofa, still holding an empty soup bowl in his hand, his head tilted to the side, already asleep.

In the past ten days, he was too tired, and now that he was relaxed, he fell asleep.

Song Yan sighed faintly, took the dishes back to the kitchen, and then walked to the living room and sat down beside Ye Luo.

With the gentlest movement, she took the empty bowl in Ye Luo's hand and put it on the coffee table, then held Ye Luo's head with one hand, and wrapped Ye Luo's shoulder with the other arm, and gently put him flat on the sofa.

Then he took off Ye Luo's shoes and put his legs on the sofa.

Ye Luo was really tired and slept very deeply, so when he moved like this, he just murmured in his sleep: "Song Yan...... Don't leave. ”

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, bit her lower lip, and scolded softly: "Greedy ghost." ”

After scolding, Song Yan looked at Ye Luo's sleeping face again, her expression softened again, she reached out to cut Ye Luo's hair, and attached herself to kiss him lightly on the forehead: "Don't worry, greedy ghost, I won't leave." ”

Then she stood up, went to the bedroom to get a blanket, covered Ye Luo, carefully folded it, and sat down on the single sofa next to her.

After sitting in a daze for a while, Song Yan began to cry, but she didn't dare to make a sound, so she cried silently.

Mao Mao looked at the crying Song Yan and tilted her head, as if she was very puzzled.

……

When Ye Luo woke up, it was already the next morning.

In the living room, only Mao Mao and himself.

"How did I fall asleep?" Ye Luo asked Maomao.

The hairy man stood up and licked his saliva.

"Yes, save your face." Ye Luo smiled and pushed Mao Mao away, got up and walked into the kitchen.

There was a ready-made meal in the kitchen, which Song Yan made last night, and Ye Luo didn't bother to make it again, so he turned the meal in the microwave and ate it directly.

The taste was not bad, Ye Luo was very happy to eat, and Song Yan's craftsmanship surprised him a little.

But for this meal, Ye Luo can't go to Xie Song Yan in person today, because today's work arrangement is to go to the city to record the show.

The show "Music Rescue", before the thirteenth episode, was a contestant. Before really starting to save the top four players, the program team agreed that it was enough for Ye Luo to shoot twice, and any more was not suitable, so he had to press it.

Therefore, in the sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth, tenth, eleventh, and twelfth phases, Ye Luo's work is actually not much, and in the past, he was a cold-faced killer with a straight face.

The top four players in Ye Luo's mind are naturally the best if they can qualify, if they can't qualify, it's their own business, Ye Luo doesn't care about it, and the next game will be natural.

Originally, Sparker went to escort Merina's concert and had a certain impact on the show, Ye Luo simply transferred Ding Shaoyang, anyway, the California branch is currently on the right track, Lao Ding's remote control is enough, it is better to come to New York to be the music producer of the show.

Lao Ding was also very happy, and he came right away.

In terms of music, Lao Ding is a typical fast gunner, fast in everything, fast in lyrics and songs, fast in arrangement, and in terms of stage design, this old music urchin is also a good man with three steps and three steps.

Give him a week's time, and the music selection, arrangement, and stage design of the entire six episodes of the show will be made.

In this regard, Ye Luo estimated that he could not compare, and Sparker was even more difficult to match.

Therefore, Ye Luo went to New York this time, and it was six episodes of the program that were recorded continuously, which took more than a week and more than ten days.

Song Yan's new album, Ye Luo planned to leave it all to Hu Jianing to deal with, because he found that if he was present, Song Yan would have some psychological obstacles in singing love songs.

Driving to the center of New York City, it was already past eight o'clock in the morning, and Ye Luo was a little late.

"What are you doing?" Ding Shaoyang saw Ye Luo coming in, and complained, "Let me lie here for a week in a row, but you yourself are late." I can't bear this, you're the boss, I'm still scolding. ”

"Scold, scold." Ye Luo smiled and nodded, "However, it is precisely because Lao Ding is here that I am very relieved, as soon as I relax, I will be late." ”

"Look at your vain appearance, you had too much fun last night, didn't you?" Ding Shaoyang said with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense." Ye Luo glanced at Lao Ding.

"Look at what scares you." Ding Shaoyang shook his head, "Okay, let's record the show." (To be continued......)