"No, I have to look at Han Ye." Yu Wanwan turned his head and glanced at Han Ye who was standing beside him, and rejected Tang Youqing with righteous words.

Han also lowered his head, looked at Yu Wanwan with a confused expression, and said, "You're not going back??" ”

"Not going back." Yu Wanwan looked at him very seriously and said, "I have to watch you." ”

"Look at what I'm doing, I won't run away." Han Ye suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.

"Oh, that's not for sure." Yu Wanwan glanced at him and said, "After all, some people are thinking about how to break up with me and how to avoid me all day long." ”

Han Ye: "......"

After Yu Wanwan said this to him, he raised his chin towards Shen Liangyu and said, "Okay, Xiaoyuzi, you hurry up and send your sister Erqing back, tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning, we will meet at Han Ye's house again." ”

"Sister Yuwan, tomorrow is the eleventh holiday." Shen Liangyu looked at her with black lines on her head and said, "Don't you have to go back??" ”

"Huh??"

Yu Wanwan was slightly stunned, she actually forgot about it.

Tang Youqing glanced at Yu Wanwan, stretched out his hand directly, grabbed Shen Liangyu's arm and dragged him away, and said, "Let you send me back to school, you will send me back to school, where is so much nonsense, fish balls, let's go first, bye." ”

Before Shen Liangyu could speak, he was directly dragged out two meters away by Tang Youqing.

After the figures of the two of them disappeared at the entrance of the subway station, Yu Wanwan turned his head and looked at Han Ye helplessly: "Let's go, let's go back too." ”

"Where's it going??" Han also subconsciously asked.

"Nonsense, of course it's back to your house." Yu Wanwan glanced at him angrily and said, "Otherwise, do you want to go back to the dormitory with me?" ”

"But ......" Han Ye's thin lips moved slightly, and when he wanted to say something more, Yu Wanwan had already directly held his hand, and dragged him forward without saying a word: "Don't be, now that things have taken a turn for the better, maybe your father won't have to repay the 80 million debts, and now it's useless to think about those who don't have it, go home and take a hot bath, and then fill your stomach, tomorrow's things, we'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

Han also listened to her words, his eyes lowered slightly, and he looked at the hand she was holding himself.

Her hand was small and soft, holding his hand, it felt soft, but it was such a soft little hand that wiped out all the uneasiness in his heart at once.

He suddenly remembered a passage he had read in a book a long, long time ago:

People who like it, put it in your heart, like a honey ball precipitated at the bottom of a glass, fragrant, bright, and when you are wronged, you can lick a memory, and your heart will not be so bitter.

He thought that Yu Wanwan was the sweet honey in his heart.

It was already more than ten o'clock in the evening when he returned to Han Ye's house, and as soon as he entered the door, Han Ye saw that the dining table was still a mess in the morning, but now it was clean and tidy.

He turned his head a little puzzled, glanced at Yu Wanwan, and then saw her with a disgusted expression and said, "Why are you staring at me??" ”

"The table...... Did you sort it out?? Han Ye's white and slender fingers pointed to the clean dining table and asked hesitantly.

"Otherwise, could it be that the little demon fairy Balala used magic to make you clean??"