Ye Zhiwei went to the cat room for a while, held a big fat cat in each hand, and sat on the cat scratch board and thought for a long time.

After thinking about it, he put down the rolling and Jiang Rushui and left the cat room.

Asked the maid of the Rong family and found Rong You's room, she first knocked on the door tentatively, and didn't hear the response from inside for a long time, so she simply unscrewed the doorknob lock and went in alone.

As soon as Ye Zhilu entered the room and closed the door, Rong He walked out of the misty bathroom.

Ye Zhiqi was slightly stunned, and saw that Rong He only had a bath towel tied to his body, and the water that had not been wiped clean dripped all the way down his well-defined chest muscles.

Ye Zhilu's face was hot, and her breathing couldn't help but become short, she stared at him fixedly, and her gaze was fixed on his well-proportioned figure.

Seeing this, Rong You's brows furrowed, and he walked straight up to her, raised her chin, and looked at her seriously.

"Don't look at other men with this kind of look in the future."

Ye Zhilu only felt that his throat was tight and a little dry, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva and looked at him blankly.

"Why?"

"No is no allow!" Rong and his eyes darkened, and there was a little chill in his tone.

Ye Zhilu nodded obediently: "Okay, good, don't look at it." ”

"Can I see you that way, then?" Ye Zhifu looked at him and asked cautiously.

The sternness in his eyes faded a little.

After a while, he tugged at his thin lips and replied, "Yes." ”

Ye Zhilu's face was happy, biting his fingertips, and greedily staring at his well-proportioned muscle lines.

"Can I touch it, then?"

Rong and his pupils shrank suddenly, and a dangerous aura rubbed against his cold face.

Ye Zhiqi immediately reined in the precipice and hurriedly changed his words.

"Don't touch it, don't touch it......"

"I'm going to take a shower."

As she spoke, she pulled away Rong He's hand that was pinching her chin and fled to the bathroom in a gloomy manner.

The fog in the bathroom had not yet cleared, and as soon as I entered, I was hit by a burst of moist heat, and the air was mixed with the fragrance of the freshly bathed air.

Ye Zhilu breathed a sigh of relief, took off his heavy coat and clothes inside with peace of mind, and took a bath in water comfortably.

After washing, she rummaged around the bathroom and found no bathrobes prepared by the maid.

Only then did I remember that Rong You also went out with a bath towel just now, and it should be that the maid was negligent in her work and forgot to prepare.

She opened the bathroom door, poked out a small head, and called softly.

"Brother......

Her voice fell for a long time, and she didn't hear Rong You's response for a long time.

Ye Zhilu exhaled, pulled the bath towel and tied it to his body, and left the bathroom barefoot.

After going out, she looked left and right, thinking that Rong He was still waiting for her to come out, but she saw him changing into pajamas and lying on the bed.

She came to the edge of the bed, pinched the bath towel in one hand to prevent it from falling, and gently pushed Ronghe with the other.

"Brother, pajamas......"

Before Ye Zhiwei finished speaking, Rong He suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled it hard.

"Yikes!"

Ye Zhiwei let out a low sigh, and in the next second, his body was weightless, and he fell into the bed suddenly, fell into Rong He's arms, and was tightly held by him!

Rong He frowned, pulled the quilt over her, and buried his head in her hair.

"Don't make a fuss, sleep."

Rong He took a deep breath, and her taste was a requiem incense, which calmed his restless heart.

"Brother......

"Stay put." Rong and the crook of his arms tightened a little.

Ye Zhiwei suddenly remembered that he had stayed up all night last night, and he had been busy all day during the day, and he must be very sleepy now.

So he changed his position and stopped talking.