When the porridge was delivered, Ye Yiyi didn't see He Nanjin, but she didn't care, when he was away, she was more comfortable.

After chatting with Feng Qi for a while, she took a ride from the crew back to the hotel located halfway up the mountain.

It was also Feng Qi who thought thoughtfully, and had already prepared a small induction cooker in the hotel suite, so that Ye Yiyi could prepare a supper for He Nanjin.

Ye Yiyi knew what he meant, and after returning to the hotel, he warmed a pot of soup on the induction cooker, wrote a note and pasted it on the desktop next to him, and went into his small suite.

He Nanjin was originally scheduled to have a night scene at night, but due to the discomfort of his wound, he canceled it temporarily after discussing with the director and returned to the hotel several hours early.

The suite is quiet, with a dim yellow light, creating a perfect environment for relaxation.

The only difference is that there is a small induction cooker on the bar, and a transparent soup pot is placed on it, and the soup is stewed in it, and the sweet aroma gradually spreads throughout the room.

His cold gaze fell on a note pasted next to him.

"Mr. He: Please drink soup when you come back, I will rest in the suite, call me at any time."

He looked at it for a long time, but he didn't take his eyes off it for a long time.

The feeling was so strange that he didn't have time to react to his emotions.

The mood swings that he had always only had when he was playing a role came up in an instant, making his heart tremble.

He didn't like the feeling, it was complicated and difficult to manage, so he used his acting skills to keep it as low as possible.

Back in the room, closing the door, he looked at the familiar furnishings around him, and felt that nothing had changed, and the little emotional upsurge just now seemed to be non-existent.

He changed into comfortable clothes, but he couldn't find a pair of soft-soled leather slippers.

His picturesque eyebrows became agitated, and he immediately got up from his bed and began to search the room.

I rummaged through the wardrobe, shoe cabinet, bedside table, and TV cabinet, and still found nothing.

So, naturally, he walked to the door of the cubicle, and twisted the door open in an instant.

"Ahh

Before his mind could react, his hand instinctively closed the door.

In an instant, the inside and outside were separated into two worlds.

He Nanjin closed his eyes, and his crow-like eyelashes trembled slightly.

He really didn't see anything but ...... Well...... A pronounced concave waistline and a pair of slender and fair legs......

He was sure that there was no fluctuation in his heart.

He had judged Ye Miao's figure before, but it was just a shriveled bean sprout, and he looked at it today...... The original judgment was affirmed.

Ye Yiyi had already seen He Nanjin's filming announcement today before returning to the hotel, and he still had a night scene to shoot at night, so after she returned to the hotel, she felt that she had plenty of time, so she took a shower first.

When she came out of the shower, she put on a bath towel and looked for slippers in the room, and finally found a pair of comfortable ones, but they were a little bigger and didn't fit properly.

But she put it on anyway, because there was nothing better.

Just as she was humming a little song in the suite and putting on her nightdress leisurely, the door was pushed open without warning.

She instinctively turned her head sideways, and only saw the man's thin and powerful arms.

She was so frightened that she screamed at once, so loud that even she was startled.

It seemed like a second, and it seemed like a long time, and the door closed again.

While she breathed a sigh of relief, she wondered in her heart: He Nanjin has returned? How early?