I met you in the most beautiful years [eighty-nine] and wanted to think about what the little girl was doing, whether to call her

Now Ye Hehuan, when she hears words like 'object' and 'boyfriend', she will subconsciously think of Yu Zhongxiao, her little face is slightly red, like a budding flower bone, she tapped her cousin's little head with a pomegranate: "I don't focus on studying at a young age, what do I think about all day long?" Run"

Lu Yanyan covered the beaten head, and looked at her with innocent big eyes: "Isn't going to college just to pick up girls?" I just want to know, Sister Huanhuan, who did you get soaked? โ€

Ye Hehuan ravaged/trampled the little guy's face, pinching and pinching: "Who taught you this, who said that you must have a boyfriend when you go to college?" โ€

"Sister Huanhuan, have you had a boyfriend?" Lu Yanyan tirelessly asked this question.

"Don't sue you!"

"That must be there!" The little guy became excited, threw off his slippers and lay on Ye Hehuan's back, wanting to take the mobile phone in her pocket: "I want to see photos of your boyfriend!" โ€

Ye Hehuan slapped away his groping pig hand again and again: "No, no!" Come down for me, Lu Yanyan! โ€

"What are the two of you messing with?" Ye Zhimin came out of the kitchen with a fruit bowl and saw a scene in the living room.

Lu Yanyan immediately pulled his throat and said, "Mom, Mom, Sister Huanhuan has a boyfriend!" โ€

"Don't talk nonsense!" Ye Hehuan blushed in embarrassment, and reached out to cover his chattering mouth, but Lu Yanyan slid off the sofa and ran barefoot to Ye Zhimin like a little loach, pulling his mother's skirt and complaining: "Huanhuan is afraid that I will say it, and he will bully me!" โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Ke"

Ye Hehuan had a headache, but Ye Zhimin came over, smiled at her and looked a little at a loss, and said to the youngest son who was following him: "Your sister Huanhuan should find a boyfriend, so you can receive an extra gift for your birthday next month." โ€

"Really?" Lu Yanyan looked up and thought about this gift very seriously.

Then he turned his head and asked Ye Hehuan: "Sister Huanhuan, I invite your boyfriend to a cake, will he give me a birthday gift?" โ€

Ye Hehuan just glared at him viciously.

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After taking a shower and returning to his room, Ye Hehuan picked up his mobile phone, and was thinking about whether to send a text message or something to that person, when the door was knocked on by Tuk Tuk.

Go and open the door.

Lu Yanyan was looking at the door, and when he saw the door open, he grinned, and stretched out his hands behind his back in front of Ye Hehuan, looking a little embarrassed.

Ye Hehuan looked down and saw an 'invitation card' with flowers drawn in crayons.

"Mom said that there is no invitation letter at home, so I made one now, you can give it to your boyfriend for me, and let him come to my birthday party when the time comes."

"Who sued you and me for having a boyfriend?" Although Ye Hehuan didn't admit it on his lips, he was happy in his heart.

She seems to have automatically substituted Yu Zhongxiao into this role.

"You women, you love duplicity the most, and when I talk about your boyfriend, you'll laugh so much!" Lu Yanyan desperately cited evidence to prove that she was famous.

"Why!" Ye Hehuan continued to stiffen his mouth.

"I know you don't admit it!"

Lu Yanyan took out a small mirror out of nowhere, and raised it in front of Ye Hehuan, just one line away - "Oh, goblin, don't show your original form quickly!" โ€

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Looking at his smug expression, Ye Hehuan snatched the mirror, scolded the 'little robe' and threw the door shut.

โ€ฆโ€ฆ

After locking the door, you can hear the little guy shouting outside: "Remember to give the invitation card to your boyfriend!" โ€

"Stinky little imp!" Ye Hehuan walked to the desk and sat down.

The window was ajar, and the cool breeze blew in, which also blew away the hot heat on her face, she picked up the mirror and looked at it, the corners of the girl's mouth in the mirror were still slightly raised, and the shyness between her eyebrows and eyes couldn't be hidden, she pinched her face: "Is it so obvious?" โ€

Then he pulled down the corners of his lips, but the upturned arc was uneven.

Ye Hehuan made a grimace at the girl in the mirror, and the girl responded to her playfully, she wrinkled her nose, looked distressed again, and finally fell on the bed, holding the mirror and smiling, the girl in the mirror also smiled sweetly, and the flush on her cheeks never subsided.

Turning over, she set the mirror aside and took her phone from the bedside table.

Ye Hehuan looked at the time, nine eighteen.

I guess I haven't slept yet......

She muttered in her mouth, but her heart was worried, worried about waking him up, but she couldn't help but want to disturb him first, she entered the text in the text message box, but every time she wanted to send it, she felt that the content was not good, so she deleted it and continued to retype.

It was repeated several times before the text message was sent, and without the flowery rhetoric, she just asked him what he was doing.

When the text message was successfully sent, she patted her face, and couldn't help but despise herself in her heart, Ye Hehuan, why didn't you know you were so inkblotted before?

After a while, the phone buzzed.

Ye Hehuan looked down and saw that there was already a reminder of an unread text message on the screen, she clicked on it, looked at the recipient number, her heart beat faster, and her little face instantly turned red, I don't know whether it was joy or fright, she looked at the content of the text message - [Just finished training/ready to take a shower]

It's still his style of texting, with no punctuation, and at most a space between the two sentences.

The words are very concise and clear at a glance.

tang

Ye Hehuan stared at these nine words, and suddenly wondered what kind of tone he would use if he asked this sentence from Yu Zhongxiao's mouth?

It should be a very low, magnetic sound.

Maybe...... Ye Hehuan curled the corners of his lips, which may be a rare relaxed tone.

She was lying on the bed with her phone in her hand, looking at the text message, her mood changed subtly, she couldn't describe the change, but she clearly knew that she was happy with his reply, she turned over again, leaned against the head of the bed, and quickly edited the text message and sent it.

[Oh, then go wash it!] O(โˆฉ_โˆฉ)Oใ€‘

Before sending, she deliberately added a facial expression at the end, in an attempt to make the atmosphere of the chat more harmonious.

About a minute passed, the screen of the mobile phone that had darkened was lit up again, and Ye Hehuan immediately unlocked the point to open it, a mood of joy.

ใ€Is there something wrong?ใ€‘

Ye Hehuan pursed the corners of his mouth, lay on the pillow, and turned back - [Can't I look for you if I'm fine?] โ•ญ(โ•ฏโ•ฐ)โ•ฎใ€‘

At the end, she deliberately added a tsundere expression.

Almost a minute later, a reply was received.

ใ€Yesใ€‘

Ye Hehuan thought to himself, it took so long to type two words, or did he not want to take care of himself, and deliberately delayed time so much, wanting her to return disappointed?

She grimaced at those two words, and she just didn't say goodbye.

[What are you going to do after taking a shower?] ~~(_)ใ€‘

This time he replied relatively quickly - [Sleep]

Ye Hehuan looked at the conversation between the two, and found that one text message was worth all his replies, pouting the corners of his lips, chatting with such a person, if the personality was not as lively as her, it would really be unbearable, thinking to himself, the text message had been returned.

[Can you sleep so early?] o(>๏น