The throbbing of returning to the youth?

Ye Xiaotian realized his gaffe, shook his head slightly, touched his nose, and walked straight towards the door.

"Where did the mad monk come from, don't you know what kind of place this is? Get out of here! Before he stepped into the gate, the turtle who was guarding the door shouted loudly.

Ye Xiaotian suddenly touched his head, and there was an untouchable pain in his heart. This shape is indeed not like the previous graceful and talented Ye Dacai, a monk's robe with a shiny bald head, and Ye Xiaotian's cringing posture of covering his burden...... Tsk, it does look like a stinky monk who came to steal meat without success, and what's even more odious is that this monk is still called a debate machine......

Ye Xiaotian clutched his chest and returned blood for a long time.

Suddenly raised his head: "Foolishly, you have dog eyes, this is where the master is here!" ”

Although turtles/males are not a backbone industry, they grovel and have no pressure at all to beat a mad monk. Hearing this, several turtles/gongs were furious, rolled up their sleeves and were about to make a move, but when they saw Ye Xiaotian's front, a few of them were stunned.

The last time Ye Xiaotian composed music, he became popular all over the Peony Workshop, leading the business level of the entire Pingkang Fang. It can be described as famous. As senior employees of Peony Fang, several turtles/males were also fortunate to witness Ye Xiaotian's true appearance.

In terms of Ye Xiaotian's popularity at this moment, it is estimated that the entire Pingkangfang, whether he has seen Ye Xiaotian's Qinglou head brand or not, is willing to accompany Ye Xiaotian to talk about his life ideals. What's more, the second son of the Fang Xiang family came here to look for Ye Xiaotian no less than three times, and this person can't be provoked.

Turtle/Gong is always the person who knows the wind and the rudder the most, and hurriedly bent up his waist again, with a flattering smile on his face: "Ye Dacai is indeed a little one in front of him." Ye Dacai, please here! ”

Ye Xiaotian snorted very arrogantly in his nose, looking like a villain, and swaggered into the backyard of the peony workshop.

Walking into Yinghan's room with a familiar car, Ye Xiaotian, who fantasized about all the reunion scenes, looked at the empty room, Ye Xiaotian finally had a gap in his heart.

Ying Han should have gone to the front to sing, Ye Xiaotian sat at the table and poured himself a cup of tea, and flipped through the various poems and songs that he had written before in the middle of the table.

After turning it over for a while, Ye Xiaotian, who was a little sleepy, began to wander on the bed and the floor again.

However, this time, Ye Xiaotian did not use such a shameless reason to sleep back from himself. This time, the reason is more legitimate: I've slept once anyway, so why do I care about the second time?

……

In the dead of night, in the peony workshop in the depths of Pingkangfang, which is silent in Chang'an City, there was a terrible cry, and many windows were suddenly lit up, and people were awakened to shout and scold, and dogs barked, one after another.

The officials patrolling the streets also hurriedly patrolled and began to look for the place where the tragedy occurred.

Everything was lively.

Ye Xiaotian, who was asleep, was suddenly awakened by severe pain, and Ye Xiaotian, who didn't know why, was still muttering: "Earthquake? ”

Rubbing his shoulders and slowly raising his head, he saw that his anger was turning into surprise and joy, and Ye Xiaotian, who was still a little confused, muttered: "Why did you dream of this product again?" ”

Until Ying Han stared at Ye Xiaotian's bald head and asked, "Are you a monk?" ”

Ye Xiaotian came to his senses at this time, oh, I seem to have been expelled.

With an extremely coquettish bald head, Ye Xiaotian said: "A handsome guy who dares to shave his head is called really handsome!" I'm just expressing my handsomeness from the side. ”

Ying Han's face was disdainful and ignored.

Ye Xiaotian, who was lying on the ground, got up from the ground very calmly, patted the dust on his body, and rubbed his shoulder, which was severely painful.

Looking directly at Yinghan, who had not yet faded in the surprise in his eyes, Ye Xiaotian naturally stretched out his hand: "It's been a long time, Yinghan." ”

After speaking, he stepped forward regardless of life and death, and hugged Ying Han, who was still in a daze, into his arms.

It's a very simple embrace, and you can leave in your arms.

Ying Han's body suddenly stiffened, and he stood in place with his head bowed and silent.

Ye Xiaotian woke up suddenly, he seemed to have done something irrational, looking at Ying Han who bowed his head and was silent, Ye Xiaotian thought that this guy was silently accumulating strength, and jumped back a step, Ye Xiaotian was vigilant: "Ahem, what's that...... I'm just expressing how much I miss it, nothing ......"

Looking at Ying Han who was walking towards him, Ye Xiaotian felt that it was time for him to show his male style.

Hurriedly hugged his head: "The woman spares her life!" Don't slap your face! ”

There are no imaginary over-the-shoulder falls, and there are no rumored under-leg splits. Ying Han also stood in front of Ye Xiaotian, smiled lightly, and stretched out his hand: "Long time no see." ”

The stunned Ye Xiaotian naturally hugged the cold of his little daughter's posture at this moment.

After a long silence, in the quiet room, only a pair of beautiful women stood lightly. The candles on the table also stood still.

Very cosy scene.

Ye Xiaotian's heart was at peace, and the woman in his arms who had befriended him because of his kind thoughts seemed to have really entered his heart silently.

It's subtle, maybe it's because of the distressed expression on her face when she walked in the snow with her head down, pursed her lips, and said nothing? Maybe it's the hot dish and warm soup that Ying Han brought for himself after he came to this world for the first time? Or maybe it's the human touch that tolerates the fact that she hasn't disturbed her mentally exhausted self when she sleeps in her bed? Or maybe it's the backlit shadow standing in the morning light?

How does this thing feel?

After a long time, Ying Han woke up from Ye Xiaotian's arms like a frightened bird, suddenly jumped out of Ye Xiaotian's arms with a red face, lowered his head and said, "You're tired, just rest early." ”

Ye Xiaotian also felt that the atmosphere in the room seemed to be a little embarrassing, and he had to do something to break the embarrassment: "Yinghan, where is my money?" You didn't gamble it all, did you? ”

Well, the embarrassment was emptied at once, and the air was suddenly refreshed.

In a word, he also pulled Ying Han back from the ambiguous atmosphere just now, turned around angrily and took out a big burden from the wardrobe, and smashed it in front of Ye Xiaotian: "Here you go!" ”

After that, he turned around and was about to leave.

Looking at Ying Han's suddenly changed face, Ye Xiaotian smiled bitterly and touched his nose, it seemed that he really couldn't speak.

Looking at Ying Han, who was about to leave, Ye Xiaotian hurriedly reached out and grabbed Ying Han, who was about to leave.

Rouyi was in his hand, and Ye Xiaotian's heart was suddenly settled in the warmth of this palm.

Gently holding Ying Han's hand, Ye Xiaotian said softly: "Ying Han, I have found a way to help you get out of the country." Tomorrow, get out of here with me. ”

Listening to this calm and dull but unwavering tone, Ying Han raised his head and looked at Ye Xiaotian with tears on his face.

Ye Xiaotian raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Ying Han's eyes, and hugged him lightly into his arms again: "Ying Han, let me tell you about my experience during this time." ”

The candles on the table were not extinguished all night, accompanied by Ye Xiaotian's whispered words, accompanied by the beautiful woman sitting quietly on the side of the bed.

Accompanied by the corners of Yinghan's mouth, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised.

Her hero seems to have also returned on the seven-colored cloud.