Chapter 22: The Domineering President's Defective Lover (22)

has been waiting for the gate of Yiyuan's design, Ye Chuijin is still confused.

She was like an eggplant beaten by frost, silent no matter how much the system shouted.

Seeing her like this, the system finally stopped talking with satisfaction.

Ye Chuijin herself is a chatter, but it is the first time that she has realized that listening to people (systems) is such a sinful thing, which is simply not done by people.

Ye Chuijin sighed: [From now on, I will never talk to you again when I am playing with others. 】

The system thanks: [Okay.] 】

Ye Chuijin sighed: [I never expected that you would be so annoying to annoy people. 】

System: [......] Is this the point? And who is more annoying, don't you count it yourself???

When he returned home, when he saw Xue Mo, Ye Chuijin sighed again: [Tell me, why does he have to solve the problem that can be solved by going to bed? ] 】

System: [......]

Ye Chuijin was quite unconvinced: [Obviously he was very cool yesterday. 】

System: [......] Forget it, what does a good system have to do with this garbage host?

The house looked clean and tidy as when Ye Chuijin left, and Xue Mo stood in the clean room and looked at her and hugged her.

"I'm back."

His eyebrows and eyes looked handsome and vibrant, like the warmest sunshine in the world.

Ye Chuijin cooperated and walked over and leaned on his chest.

The warm home, the embracing couples, and the white sunlight covering it, it is perfect like a painting.

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Ye Chuijin rested at home for two days.

In the past two days, Xue Mo, as a perfect boyfriend, has shrugged her and asked her for warmth, and every time Ye Chuijin "struggled" to say what happened that day, he gave her a broad chest and a gentle condolence: "It's okay, if you don't want to say it, I won't ask." Tell me when you want to tell me. ”

Ye Chuijin was moved to tears: [Look at my family silently, people don't talk about it, the most important thing is that it is long and lasting. 】

System: [......] Is the point actually the latter sentence?

seemed to know what the system was thinking, Ye Chuijin added: [It's just that the number of times is a little small. 】

System: [......]

Of course, soon, Ye Chuijin's only regret was also completed.

After resting at home for a week, Ye Chuijin got up again with Xue Mo's encouragement and prepared to go out to find a job.

This time, when she went home at night, she was not careless, she came out of the interview company at five or six o'clock and got on the subway early.

Then, when she got out of the car, she was dragged away with her nose covered.

When Ye Chuijin opened his eyes again, it was the same routine again.

When Xue Mo found her by the lake again, Ye Chuijin was crying in his arms.

Xue Mo still didn't ask anything, and silently led the person home.

Everything is like a remake of the last time.

The next day, Ye Chuijin received a text message again, this time she didn't go to the company, Xue Mo went out to buy vegetables in the evening, and when she came back, she brought back an envelope with a strange face.

Ye Chuijin almost collapsed and took the envelope, and then threw the envelope out screaming.

The next day, within two minutes of Xue Mo going out, there was a knock on the door of the house.

When he heard the knock on the door, Ye Chuijin was sitting on the sofa.

Even though the sun was shining outside, she seemed to be very cold around the quilt, and the whole person was in a ball on the sofa.

There was a knock on the door, and she looked at it in horror.

The man outside the door seemed polite, knocked politely twice, and then there was no sound.

After a silence, Ye Chuijin slowly walked from the sofa to the door, and first looked out from the cat's eye.

There was no one outside the door.

Ye Chuijin breathed a sigh of relief, and then opened the door.

Then she stiffened her gaze at the doorway.

At the door, a familiar envelope was placed there.

Seeing the envelope again, Ye Chuijin seemed to accept his fate, bent down and said that the envelope was picked up, and then closed the door.

When Xue Mo came back, what he saw was an unusually calm Ye Chuijin.

Ye Chuijin has been having nightmares for the past two days, so Xue Mo has been sleeping with her every day.

In the middle of the night, Ye Chuijin often woke up, and the lack of sleep made her whole person look haggard and fragile, and even frightened at the slightest breeze.

She is as calm as she is now, but she doesn't look really calm, but reveals a deep despair.

Xue Mo put down what he was holding and walked over to hold her in his arms.

"What's going on?"

This sentence is the one he has said most often in the past two days.

Ye Chuijin didn't answer as usual, she just cried silently.

Half an hour later, when Xue Mo wanted to continue to play the perfect boyfriend and comfort her, Ye Chuijin finally agreed to him.

"Mo...... I can't hold it anymore. ”