Chapter 125: Qi Ye's vinegar

In the night, her eyes were as bright as water, her eyes were calm, and she was just about to speak, but Qin Yu opened her mouth first.

"The days of training were very hard, and there were several times when I couldn't help but want to run back," he touched her cheek: "I can endure everything, but I miss it, and my heart hurts." ”

She choked for breath.

"Weilan ......" Qin Yu's gentle temperament faded in an instant, and the bottom of his eyes quietly became a little stronger, and that rich dark color represented a man's possession of a woman.

Ye Weilan often saw this look in Qi Ye's eyes, so she almost instinctively turned her head away.

Qin Yu's pale lips brushed past the corners of her lips and landed on her cheeks.

The atmosphere froze.

The day he left three years ago, she rejected him.

On the day he returned three years later, she rejected him again.

Qin Yu's eyes fell directly on her snow-white neck, and the moment she turned her head, the scarf around her neck fell out, inadvertently revealing a dark kiss mark.

A touch of yin owl flashed from the man's eyes, but he was silent, and even a smile appeared on his face, as if nothing had happened, he rubbed her hair, and helplessly called her name: "Weilan." ”

"Brother Qin Yu, I-"

"You're tired too, I'll send you back."

Ye Weilan looked at the tired color between his eyebrows, bit his lip, and didn't say anything after all.

……

After saying goodbye to Qin Yu, Ye Weilan walked into the Ye family's mansion, and as she left, Qin Yu's eyes froze down little by little, and her heart was cold.

After talking to her parents for a while, Ye Weilan returned to the room, it was already late at night, she sat at the desk and opened a drawer.

Inside the drawer were neatly arranged a pile of colorful cardboard boxes, except for the year she was stupid, for a total of sixteen years, and she would prepare a gift on that day every year.

I used to think that these gifts would never get a chance to be given.

Time passes, years pass secretly, those things that have happened, the people who have existed, and the hearts that have moved, no one can change them.

She lifted her phone and dialed Qi Ye's number.

The Qi family's mansion.

Qin Yu and Ye Weilan met at the airport, so naturally they couldn't hide it from Qi Ye.

He had been in tune with the man, so he recognized him when he was in the United States.

Qi Ye stood in front of the window, surrounded by a touch of cold, and the deep sense of oppression made everyone shudder.

If he wasn't Ye Bing, he would definitely not have the slightest possibility of tolerance for Qin Yu.

Qin Yu's existence is not Ye Weilan's fault, but feelings and reason often go against each other in this kind of thing.

His reason restrained him, if he moved Qin Yu, Ye Weilan would turn his face against him.

But the jealousy in his heart was crazy and made him want to kill the man.

The ringtone of the mobile phone is particularly clear in this silence.

Qi Ye didn't even look at it, and picked it up directly.

"Tantrum?" A questioning tone, an affirmative tone.

"Lan ......" The eldest young master's cold and sharp expression faded in an instant, and there were still a few wisps of grievances.

"Brother Qin Yu hugged me twice, and we walked hand in hand." Her tone was unwavering.

The cold air emanating from Qi Ye's body almost formed a layer of ice.

Ding ding to wipe sweat, this is **naked flirtatious tiger whiskers.

"I have known Brother Qin Yu for more than ten years, from elementary school to junior high school to high school, he spoiled me and protected me, without him, I might still be a fool now." Ye Weilan's tone was very soft.