After dinner, it was already completely dark.

Wen Shiyu took Song Yixi's hand, looked at the young boys who were following behind them like chicks, and said lightly: "We still eat together when we have time." ”

Everyone: "......"

No, big guy.

The winter night was exceptionally quiet, and Song Yixi stepped on the road where there was still snow, her eyebrows and eyes were soft and moving.

Wen Shiyu stared at her, his thin lips pursed and he smiled.

The figures of the two gradually disappeared into the night, and the moonlight was light and particularly seductive.

……

A week has passed in a blink of an eye, and Song Yixi has not filmed many online dramas, and it is close to the final stage.

This time has become very busy.

Wen Shiyu was also busy with his work, and only the two of them could talk for a while before going to bed at night.

This day, evening.

The home of the warm time domain.

It's rare that the two of them came back early, and Song Yixi cooked food for Wen Shiyu in the kitchen.

The man stood behind her and gave her an apron.

Song Yixi: "You just need to tie the strap at the back." ”

Wen Shiyu looked at her slender and soft white neck and poked her head, "What did you say?" I didn't hear you. ”

Song Yixi turned his head: "I said ......"

As soon as the words fell, her lips kissed his fair and delicate face.

“……”

Wen Shiyu looked at her: "It's obvious that I'm chasing you, why are you so active?" Well? Xixi ......"

Song Yixi turned his head with red ears, too lazy to pay attention to him.

He chuckled and wanted to say something more, when Woodson walked in.

It was raining lightly outside, and the sky was slightly cool.

"Young Master."

It's rare to be able to stay together, Wen Shiyu didn't want to leave Song Yixi's side, and said lightly: "Say it, I'll listen." ”

Wu Sen responded and reported to him in a low voice.

Song Yixi was confused and concentrated on chopping vegetables.

From time to time, she glanced at Wen Shiyu's serious and indifferent side face when she was working, and her heart was satisfied and happy.

At the end of the report, Wen Shiyu saw that Wu Sen stopped talking, and said, "It's over?" ”

Wu Sen didn't speak.

He waved his hand: "Then you can go out." "He's going to live a two-person world with Song Yixi.

Wu Sen didn't leave, he coughed lightly and said, "Young Master, there is one more thing ......"

"If there's something, just say it." Wen Shiyu is nonchalantly authentic.

"This ......" He paused and glanced at Song Yixi next to him: "Young master, it's better for us to talk about it alone." ”

"I have something to say to you." Wen Shiyu was impatient: "Do you want to say it?" Get out without saying anything. ”

Wu Sen: "......"

That's what you want me to say......

He stepped forward, handed over the invitation letter in his hand, swallowed his spittle and said, "Young master, the old man asked you to go back, and ...... Your little fiancée is turning 18 this year, so you have time to go back and marry her! ”

As soon as his words fell, the knife in Song Yixi's hand fell with a snap.

Wu Sen: "......"

The air was dead quiet.

Wen Shiyu immediately raised his head, his beautiful eyes widened, and he roared, "What nonsense are you talking about!" Who has a fiancée! ”

He went to look at Song Yixi, who was picking up the kitchen knife on the ground, and said loudly: "Xixi, he's talking nonsense, this 10,000-year-old single dog has long been jealous of us, don't listen to him!" ”

turned around and immediately reprimanded Wu Sen: "You give me a roll!" ”

Wu Sen: "......"

He said that he wanted to talk to the young master alone.

Song Yixi turned around, her expression was very calm, and she reached out and picked up the lost invitation from his hand.