At the same time that Ye Zhiru took off his coat, Rong He also took off his coat and threw it to Ye Zhinu.

"Wrap up."

Ye Zhilu took his coat, wrapped himself in a ball with a smile, and looked at Rong He through the rearview mirror with his hands on his cheeks.

Rong He restarted the engine and said coldly: "Didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to wear other men's coats?" ”

Ye Zhilu stepped forward and rested his chin on Rong He's broad shoulders.

"But it's raining so hard, I'm cold......"

Rong and his throat were blocked, his eyes darkened, and he pursed his thin lips and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Ye Zhiqi couldn't help but laugh out loud.

With this smile, the warm air flow gently caressed Rong You's neck.

Rong You's face changed slightly, and his throat rolled.

"Lift your chin." Rong He commanded in a deep voice.

"Can I refuse?" Ye Zhilu's big eyes were slick, and he looked at it with a blink.

"I'm driving."

Hearing this, Ye Zhilu moved his chin with a smile and lay back on the seat.

The heating in the car was just right, and after a while, drowsiness hit, and she fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, Ye Zhilu found himself lying in Rong He's arms, and the scenery in front of him was shaking.

Ye Zhilu was stunned for a moment, and tried the corners of his mouth in a daze, for fear that he would be disgusted by his words.

"Brother, where are we?" Ye Zhi asked angrily.

"Studios City Apartments." Rong He looked ahead, and didn't even bother to look at Ye Zhi.

Ye Zhilu yawned, and two wet tears overflowed from his dry eyes.

"Why are we back again?"

Rong He replied indifferently: "I don't like to take you to a hotel, and Lin'an City is not very far from the film and television city." ”

Ye Zhiwei reluctantly complained: "It's hard to go back to Lin'an City, so let me finish eating the spicy tang at the mouth of the alley before leaving......"

Rong Youmian explained without changing his face: "Next time, I will take you back, and by the way, I will take you alone to put incense on our mother, this time with Gu Xi's presence, forget it." ”

Ye Zhilu thought about it and nodded.

"Well, okay."

Rong He returned to the apartment with Ye Zhifu in his arms and went straight to the bedroom on the second floor.

"You take a bath first, and I'll go down and have someone make you something to eat."

Ye Zhilu rubbed the tip of his nose, which was frozen cold, and nodded at him obediently.

"Okay."

After waiting for Rong and leaving the room, Ye Zhilu took off his heavy clothes, went into the bathroom, and comfortably got into the bathtub full of bubbles.

About twenty minutes later, Rong He returned to the bathroom, and when he saw Ye Zhiwei in the bathtub, his dark eyes jumped.

"Okay?"

Ye Zhilu leaned out of the bathtub, and a piece of foam hung on his arm like congealed cream.

"Not yet."

"Brother, come over here." The corners of Ye Zhilu's mouth hooked up with an inexplicable smile.

There was no trace of emotion in Rong He's black eyes, and he walked in front of Ye Zhiwei without changing his face.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Zhilu grabbed Rong He's hand and pulled it down.

Rong He sat on the edge of the bathtub, the corners of his lips squirmed slightly, and before the words could be spoken, Ye Zhilu's foamy calves poked out and put them straight on Rong He's white shirt.

Rong You's eyebrows furrowed slightly, grabbed her ankles, and after moving away, a large piece of foam-stained shirt was wet.

"You've done a good job."

Ye Zhilu showed a sly smile on his face and raised his eyebrows.

"Of course it's a good thing, it's good to get wet."