Goodnight didn't notice his thoughts.

Looking closely at Ye Hangcheng's ear slope, he really found a crescent-shaped shallow mark.

Looking down, there are also scratches on the tough neck.

Good night I couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Slender fingers stretched out, groping for marks that seemed incongruous on the fair skin.

"I'll just say, it's normal to play football every day and leave wounds."

Song Yuling's tone was faint, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had long been accustomed to these things.

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

The tone of good night was mixed with a bit of distress, and he looked at Ye Hangcheng with watery eyes.

"It doesn't hurt."

"Sometimes, when you think you can win, you forget about everything."

The boy shrunk his neck and lowered his voice. There is a love and determination in his eyes.

"I probably like one thing, that is, I should ignore the consequences, regardless of the gains and losses."

.....

"Xiao An, this..."

Song Yuling took out the fat cow from the steaming porcelain pot and sent it to the edge of the bowl for good night.

Xu knew what he liked to eat at good night, and continued to pick up tea mushrooms and fish balls.

"Xiao An, the soup is the big bone broth I ordered at the time-honored store on North Street. You'll taste it later. ”

"Okay." Goodnight nodded obediently, with a piece of snowflake beef stuffed in his mouth, and the words he said seemed a little vague,

Ye Hangcheng sat opposite the good night, drinking soup with a spoon in his hand. But his eyes never took his eyes off the girl.

Good night, he finished chewing the food in his mouth and raised his head to serve the soup.

just met Ye Hangcheng's gaze.

The hand that picked up the spoon and put it down again, blushing a little from the burning eyes.

I guessed that I had eaten too much.

But she was really hungry.

Although a few days ago I was still making a fuss about losing weight....

But how can you lose weight if you don't eat enough?

"I... You... Want to serve soup too? ”

Good night raised his hand and shook it in front of Ye Hangcheng's eyes. Unexpectedly, the boy in front of him did not speak, but still looked at her.

Good night looked a little embarrassed. He touched the back of his neck with his hand. Bow your head slightly.

Ye Hangcheng was still silent, his eyes were burning, and he only saw a smooth and white wrist, and her somewhat ruddy face that was baked by the heat of the soup pot.

....

She is poison and addictive. He can't touch it, and he can't look at it. As soon as I saw it, the flood in my eyes couldn't be contained. Therefore, if you like someone, first of all, you can't hide your eyes.

"Well, I'll serve the soup."

Ye Hangcheng unhurriedly took the porcelain spoon in his hand at good night.

Hide that hint of panic.

The soup in the porcelain spoon almost spilled.

Finally, take a sip of soup. Putting down the bowl, he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, only to find that Goodnight was still staring at him.

Hurriedly stumbled and said, "It's delicious..."

After saying that, an incredible look began to appear on Goodnight's face.

Some unconvinced slightly spoke, "Really... Isn't it hot? ”

"It's not hot, I think it's just right."

Ye Hangcheng waved his hand. After speaking, he picked up the spoon and took another sip of soup.

His expression gradually distorted, and he stuck out his tongue "Whew, okay... Scald. ”

After taking a sip of soup, Ye Hangcheng only felt that it had burned his throat and eyes, and his Adam's apple was rolling up and down, with some youthful youth.

Hey, the good boy is finally going crazy.

"Water." Good night, immediately hand over the cup.

.....

Looking at the boy in front of him gulping down the cold white open, he smiled at the good night.

"Pay attention next time."

After that, he patted Ye Hangcheng's back with his hand. As if he was afraid that he would choke.

The boy who drank the water realized that the girl's petite palm was on her back. The body stiffened.

The glass in his hand fell to the ground and shattered.

Good night was also stunned. What's the situation?

He didn't mean it.

One night, the situation is full of problems, is it her problem or his?

Song Yuling on the side pursed his lips and smiled, and for the first time found that his son was like a fool of the landlord's family. In the Internet language of the lining, it is a simple one.

Just as he was about to speak, the landline bell rang.

Hurry and hurry.

It's close to the wee hours of the morning, and it's usually a rare time for a phone call to come in.

Unless....

Thinking of this, Song Yuling couldn't help frowning, hoping that it was better not.

"Hey, hello. Can I help you? ”

Good night and Ye Hangcheng tacitly looked at Song Yuling who answered the phone.

watched the expression on the woman's face darken little by little. It seems that the hands holding the phone are a little weak. There was a gleam of water in his eyes.

"Okay, I'll be right here."

Something seems to have been said over there.

Song Yuling put down the phone with a bang.

Hurriedly put on the coat.

Holding back tears, she struggled to pull out a smile. Speaking to the table, he said, "Xiao An, Hangcheng, I.... Take a trip. You will go to bed later, and the bowl will be placed on the table. ”

Good night didn't know the situation and didn't ask much. He nodded silently.

I thought something might have happened.

But Ye Hangcheng, who was beside him, seemed to understand something, and hurriedly spoke, "I'll go with you." ”

"No, I'll go alone. You take good care of Xiao An. ”

Song Yuling had a somewhat bleak smile on his face, turned around and left.

Ye Hangcheng stood in place, his eyes showing a little worry.

Seemingly... It's that person again.

What a brute.