This is the first time that Ye Yiyi has a feeling of improving her acting skills in this world, which is very novel and fulfilling.

The pointer on the wall pointed to nine o'clock, and she had slept in her study for two hours.

However, what she herself experienced and felt was far from being able to be fully described in two hours.

She left the study and went to the bathroom on the second floor to prepare hot water.

After putting the water in, she went to the guest room on the first floor again, and when she began to clean, it was already half past nine.

The guest room, which was obviously unoccupied all year round, was clean and cold, and her job was mainly to wipe dust off the furniture and make the beds.

As she walked to the living room with her changed bedspread, the oak door was pushed open from the outside.

He Nanjin was dressed in a high-end suit, his expression was leisurely, his eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, maybe it was cold outside, and his eyes were a little crimson.

When he saw Ye Yiyi, his eyes froze, as if he didn't expect her to be here, so he quickly moved away and walked past her without looking.

Ye Yiyi didn't expect to be able to touch him at almost half past ten, and before he could say the sentence "Mr. He" on his lips, he swallowed back because of his indifferent back.

The moment she passed him, she smelled an elegant fragrance, faint, as if it had the moist smell of seawater.

He's the kind of man who is hard to see through, with a fatal attraction.

Ye Yiyi was immersed in the entertainment industry for a long time in her previous life, and she lived a new life, and her thoughts about men are naturally much deeper than that of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl who has just fallen in love.

She didn't want to provoke him, but she had to rely on him.

Although she hadn't expected to see him tonight, she shrugged her shoulders and didn't feel a little weak.

After all, she had already cooked dinner and prepared the bath water as he instructed, and even if the seafood porridge had long lost its aroma, the bath water was cold.

Although she is still tidying up the guest room, she has done everything she needs to do, and she is not lazy.

She went to the laundry room with the bedspread in her arms and turned on the washing machine.

When she returned to the living room again, she unexpectedly saw He Nanjin, who had changed her clothes, sitting at the dining table.

He wore a wide light gray knitted sweater, and his hair was still the same as when he walked through the door, meticulously combed back of his head, revealing a smooth and full forehead and the contours of his handsome face.

Ye Yiyi looked at the time, ten fifty o'clock.

She was about to pack her bag and leave, but He Nanjin was sitting here inexplicably.

Her brain was racing fast, and after a while, she whispered, "Mr. He, I'll go and prepare hot water again, you can wait a moment." ”

"You cooked seafood porridge?" He Nanjin said suddenly.

His voice was already low, and today it was a little hoarse, and it was unexpectedly magnetic.

Ye Yiyi nodded a little inexplicably.

He Nanjin looked at her, and she also looked at He Nanjin.

This man does have some capital, and such a look and temperament are born for the camera.

Ye Yiyi unconsciously used Yue Nan's countless eyes to silently evaluate him in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, He Nanjin's calm face finally showed a trace of impatience, "Porridge? ”

Ye Miao blinked, blinked again, and after reacting, he hurriedly went into the kitchen to serve him porridge.

Fortunately, in order to let Feng Qi eat in time, she kept it warm.

Although the porridge is not as delicious as when it is first cooked, it still has a fragrance when it is served.

He Nanjin has just attended a grand ceremony.

At the dinner that followed, he ate only a few bites of vegetables and almost nothing.

People kept crowding around him to greet and toast, and he rarely spoke, and it was a great face to be able to nod to visitors.