Lu Mian took the initiative to walk to Xiao Qimo's jeep, she was wearing a black windbreaker, her hands were in her pockets, and she tilted her head to look at the man behind her.

Her hair and shoulders are covered with fine and dense snowflakes, which add a bit of delicacy and softness to her crisp temperament.

"Isn't it chills? Don't hurry up yet~"

She dragged on a little bit at the end of the note, soft and slightly drunk.

Xiao Qimo quickened his pace and followed.

didn't go directly to the driver's seat, but walked to Lu Mian's side first and dusted off the snowflakes on her clothes. rubbed her broken hair, endlessly gentle.

"Let's go, my ...... Girlfriend. ”

Lu Mian curled his lips: "Thank you, my ...... Mr. Driver. ”

"Little bastard!"

The man scolded as he opened the door for her.

The two sat in the car, Lu Mian had already automatically fastened his seat belt, Xiao Qimo glanced at it, and slowly started the car.

The heating in the car was sufficient, and under the catalyst of the low and gentle piano music, Lu Mian was a little sleepy.

She held her eyelids and stopped playing games, occasionally her head hanging down, holding on to her consciousness.

Xiao Qimo glanced at her, she was uncomfortable like this, didn't she sleep?

"Why don't you sleep?"

"Hmm." The girl's tone paused slightly, "If I wake up, will you continue to be angry?" ”

She asked, uncertainly.

"......" Xiao Qimo didn't know how to answer this.

It's not a question of whether he's angry or not, the most important thing to worry about is whether he's okay or not?

"Sleep, I promise I won't be angry."

"Okay." Lu Mian finally put his mind at ease, nestled in the co-pilot, tilted his head and closed his eyes.

Xiao Qimo took advantage of the time to wait for the traffic light, took a blanket from the back for her and covered it. Looking at her fair pink side face, the corners of her lips hooked up a satisfied and slightly helpless arc.

Little bastard, I'm the one to worry about!

Do you remember that when you wake up?

Will it leave me with a beautiful and dreamy memory, but you will forget it completely?

A long sigh escaped from his thin lips. After Xiao Qimo paused for a moment, he called Ye Jinwen directly.

At this time, the Nishikiyo Ye family.

Ye Jinwen's mother, Tang Wenhui, carried a bag of old things in her hand and handed them to the maid.

"Take it and burn it."

The maid hesitated for a few seconds: "Madam, isn't this Miss Xi's award certificate?" ”

Tang Wenhui took a deep look, looking tired and helpless.

"The people are gone, and it's useless to keep them."

"But, young master, he ......"

The maid wanted to say something, but when she looked up and swept Tang Wenhui's cold eyes, the maid immediately took the bag and left with a sullen head.

bumped into Ye Jinwen head-on, "Young Master." ”

Ye Jinwen lowered his eyes and glanced at the things in the servant's hand, and without saying a word, he stepped forward and took it.

"You go down first."

The servant nodded and left in a hurry.

Ye Jinwen carried the bag and walked to Tang Wenhui with his eyebrows.

"Mom, this is Xixi's thing, I said, don't touch the things in her room." Ye Jinwen's voice was very calm.

This is a style of language that has only been formed after countless struggles.

Tang Wenhui was angry when she saw her son's half-dead appearance, especially when they talked about Ye Lingxi's problems between their mother and son, those long-pent-up emotions would always come up.

Tang Wenhui has always been strong and rigorous, and she is basically a constant existence at home. Even Ye Qingsui, Ye's father, sometimes can't change her decision.

"Listen to it." Tang Wenhui took a step forward, she pulled down her meticulous short hair, and said lightly: "You and Yixin will get married soon, and everything that should be lost at home should be disposed of as soon as possible." What is the use of keeping these other than adding blockage? ”

"Yes, she's just adding to the blockage for you." Ye Jinwen was reluctant to argue with Tang Wenhui.

There is a strong mother in the family, and only by being obedient can you avoid more intense family conflicts.

He knows that.

"I'll find a time to move all of Xixi's things out. Until then, please don't touch her stuff again. ”

"You ......"

Ye Jinwen staggered Tang Wenhui, didn't look at her cold expression, and went upstairs.

Tang Wenhui followed him a few steps, "You give me an exact time, you and Yixin, when will you get married?" ”

Get married?

Ye Jinwen sneered.

Shen Yixin had already looked for him, and his words were very clear. Is it still possible for them to get married?

Ye Jinwen looked back at Tang Wenhui's expectant look: "Soon." ”

Tang Wenhui nodded, and then let Ye Jinwen move all Ye Lingxi's things by default.

It's just that she looked at her son, who was becoming more and more centrifuged, and sighed secretly.

I hope my son will be able to get normal when he gets married.

When Ye Jinwen was cleaning up Ye Lingxi's room, he received a call from Xiao Qimo, but he didn't delay and went out directly.

Tang Wenhui had been sitting in the living room, and when she found that he was showing signs of leaving, she stood up directly.

"Where are you going? When will you be back? ”

Ye Jinwen shook his mobile phone, "Seventh brother's phone, I'll go to Xiao's house." ”

Seeing that his mother didn't trust him very much, he smiled self-deprecatingly: "Otherwise, you can call him and ask?" ”

"Go early and come back early." Tang Wenhui sat back down, her face not very good-looking.

Ye Jinwen ignored her, as if he had gotten rid of some constraints, and fled from the Ye family.

Thank you Brother Seven for saving him from fire and water!

——

Xiao Qimo drove Lu Mian back to the Xiao family's manor.

This time he drove more slowly, and finally stopped steadily.

He unbuckled his seat belt and looked at the girl who was still sleeping beside him, and in the depths of his black eyes, there was infinite restraint.

He remembered the first time he drove her back to Lu's house, and she was unwilling to answer his questions, so she pretended to sleep, and even lied to him.

And this time, she was really unguarded, and her whole body relaxed and fell asleep.

Outside the car, snowflakes fell faster and more densely.

Xiao Qimo got out of the car and turned on the co-pilot.

The maid Gui Ping stood outside with an umbrella, "Oh, Miss Lu, what's wrong?" ”

Xiao Qimo didn't speak, but gently hugged Lu Mian out. Gui Ping hurriedly threw the umbrella over.

It was the first time for a man to hold a girl like this, she was really too light, and when she held it in his arms, she could feel her bones.

His movements were light, but they still made the girl open her eyes slightly, and when she saw the familiar face, she pursed her lips, closed her eyes, and continued to sleep peacefully.

The man carried the girl all the way back to his room, and the maid looked sideways several times.

When did their husband ever hug a girl?!

The more I looked, the more surprised I became, and the more I looked, the more I understood that girl's status in the Xiao family.

They are more conscientious and cautious.

Xiao Qimo carried Lu Mian back to the room, and Qi Zhen and Xiao Huazhu followed closely and surrounded him.

Qi Zhen asked earnestly, "What's wrong with Mianmian?" ”

Xiao Huajun said coldly: "Qi Mo, are you bullying others?" ”

Qi Zhen added: "Stinky boy, did you get drunk when you were sleepy?!" You deserve to be single! ”

Xiao Qimo: "......"