"What's in store for the next seven days?" Ye Tingliao raised his chin and glanced at Ai Yan, and sure enough, his head was just at his shoulder.

"It's nothing special, probably I'll do the question to death." Ai Yanchen took a sip of milk tea and replied nonchalantly.

"You're working harder than most people. Don't go shopping, don't clubbing, don't travel, don't make friends, why? Ye Tingliao asked with a smile.

Ai Yan shrugged his shoulders and said as a matter of course: "What you said doesn't make people survive. I am different from others, others have the path arranged by their parents, and I only have the way to go out on my own. ”

Ye Tingliao smiled silently, and her slender fingers pinned the hair on the side of her mouth to her ears to avoid stains on milk tea. He wanted to say that she was worried that someone would care, but he knew that some things were useless, and no one would believe them until they did it and saw the results.

"It's you, if you don't go home for a day, Uncle Ye didn't ask you to go back?" Ai said with a smile.

Ye Tingliao leaned on the railing of the stands, looked at the darkening sky in front of him, and said in a firm tone: "There are only things in this world that I am willing to do, and there are no things that are imposed on me." Managing the company is my own volition, so the decision is up to me. There's only one thing that doesn't matter to me. Ye Tingliao turned his head and smiled incomprehensibly. That's you. ”

Ai Yan took a sip of milk tea and looked at her blankly, her amber eyes were as clear as autumn water.

"Follow my dad to the company during the day and come back to accompany you at night." Ye Tingliao took Ai Yan's hand, and his tone could not be refused.

"Who wants you to accompany you?" Ai Yan looked awkward, a little shy.

"It's not negotiable. I'm not here, you're definitely going to eat ice again, if I hadn't insisted just now, could you order a cup of milk tea at room temperature? Ye Tingliao asked rhetorically, like a father who taught his daughter a lesson.

Ai Yan pursed his mouth and grimaced at her, which was really lenient.

Ye Tingliao looked at it and smiled heartily, it's so good, at least for himself, Ai Yanyan let down his guard. In front of him, Ai Yan was the face of a sixteen-year-old girl, from her heart to her body. In the eyes of outsiders, Ai Yanchen always has a cold face, and he looks like a mountain snow lotus that cannot be desecrated. That's fine, then he is the only one who has ever seen such a vivid and charming face.

Tonight, Ai Yanyan didn't go to practice boxing, not because he didn't want to go, but because he was pressed by the housekeeper to return home to give birth. In the name of beauty, how can there be a reason for girls to do strenuous sports meetings when they are not feeling well. Dinner was not eaten at home, but at a small restaurant next to the school. Although Ai Yanchen felt that it was a pity, he didn't say anything, just so that he could enter the state early and save more manuscripts.

At about nine o'clock in the evening, Ai Yan's mobile phone rang, and the caller ID turned out to be H City. She frowned, thinking back to her friends who didn't seem to know Hunan. "Hey, hello."

"Xiao Ai, guess who I am." A familiar and unfamiliar voice came from over there.

"Editor-in-charge, it's dirty." Ai Yan sighed helplessly. "Boss, I didn't procrastinate, what are you looking for me for?"

"Xiao Ai, don't be like this, I won't settle accounts with you after work. I'm on a business trip to City C, so I'll give you a call by the way. Why don't you, the host, invite guests to dinner? "Men have always been cheating, and it is estimated that it is because of this temper that he has succeeded in making many procrastination writers finish their manuscripts smoothly.

Ai Yan's editor-in-charge is surnamed Wu Mingye, everyone is used to calling him Yeye, he is not very old, about twenty-seven or eighteen. As for his appearance, Ai Yan really hasn't paid attention to it, but on weekdays, some people in the group say that he has touched Gongzi like jade, and it is not very bad.

"Big brother, I'm a high school student, and my studies are important. Can you vampires have a little conscience? Ai Yantan thought that the revenge of chasing the manuscript on weekdays had not been avenged, and besides, she really wanted to study and wanted to refuse.

"That's it, I'll treat you, and you'll be able to go out. An hour or two is always fine, isn't it? Wu Mingye made a concession, this temper really didn't sound like an adult.

"Okay, I'll be stingy if I put it off any longer." Ai Yan agreed casually.

The matter was settled, and Ai Yan stopped chatting. Rather than gossiping with him, she would rather use a manuscript to block one of his gossip mouths, and read it all day long, I don't know why she is a man.

That night, Ai Yan had a dream that the owner of this body said thank you to her and said goodbye to her, and also thanked her for living such a wonderful life for Ai Yan. The owner of the body finally left with a smile, leaving her with a comfortable and warm smile. As soon as she opened her eyes, the morning sun emerged from the sky. Ai Yanchen cooked himself some brown sugar mash rice balls to replenish qi and blood. I sat down just now, and before I could feed a rice ball to my mouth, I heard a knock on the door. Ai Yan didn't even have to think about it to know who it was, and he really knew how to pick the time.

"Can you not be so punctual next time!" Ai Yan opened the door, and he didn't look at the people outside the door, so he yelled at him.

"Admired." Ye Tingliao is familiar with herself, she takes her slippers, closes the door by herself, and sits at the dining table by herself, everything seems to be natural, and she has performed it for many years.

"What to eat?" Ai Yan glanced at him and asked angrily. The spoon came to his mouth, and there was a round, white and chubby rice ball on it.

Ye Tinglian's eyes were quick, and he broke it along Ai Yan's hand and fed it to his mouth. "Well, it's delicious." After eating, someone didn't forget to reminisce, and he was so angry that he saw Ai Yan.

"Ye Tingliao, this is mine! The spoon is mine, the bowl is mine, and the rice balls are also mine, you, you, you...... You actually ate what I have eaten, you are really ......" Ai Yan was so angry that he held his breath, and his little face was flushed.

"I don't dislike it." Ye Tingliao's eyes didn't care.

"I hate it!" Ai Yan looked like a fried kitten. "Get me a new spoon." Ai Yan was so angry that he didn't pay attention to his commanding hostess tone.

Ye Tingliao had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then silently walked to the kitchen, picked out a delicate long spoon and handed it to Ai Yan. Ai Yanchen finished his breakfast before he was relieved.

"I'm hungry." Ye Tingliao began to play scoundrels.

"Something to do with me?" Ai Yan was still depressed.

"I'm hungry and have no strength, and I want to sleep in your bed." Ye Tingliao said that it was a play, and he pretended to be a real image, and he almost fell to the ground.

"You dare!" Ai Yan roared.

"I can't do it, I don't have the strength!" Ye Tingliao said and walked towards her room in a daze.

"Ye Tingliao, you pretend to me!" Ai Yan let out a depressed roar. Then he reluctantly asked, "What to eat?" ”

Ye Tingliao heard this, and the resurrection of full blood was called a god speed, and it was estimated that the ginseng, lingzhi, deer antler, and snow lotus in this world did not have this effect. It's really a change of face in a second.