Ye Jinteng hooked his lips, the little guy thought he could easily deceive him?

So, someone took advantage of the inevitable situation of the man in the morning and ate tofu back and forth.

Ouyang Zhen couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore because of him, so she had to open her eyes and giggle.

"How do you know I'm awake?"

"Little fool, you don't know if your eyelids are jumping. And ......"

"And what?"

Ye Jinteng leaned close to her ear and lowered his voice and said, "There is a place that is moist and slippery!" ”

"Oops! You're so bad! "Ouyang Zhen is now a complete discovery, Ye Jinteng has opened meat since he got married, and he has become more and more colorful.

"Worse is coming!" Ye Jinteng forcefully attracted Ouyang Hao's light gasp: "Tap ......"

The room quickly reminded of a symphony sung by men and women......

At the same time, an old house in a courtyard house in Kyoto, in the study.

The young man Ouyang Zhen had seen listened carefully to Lao Ji's report.

"I heard some information about that girl through Li Chengda, her name is Ouyang Hao, a sophomore student in the Chinese Department of Beijing Normal University, but because her husband is the commander of the army, she got married during the summer vacation."

"Married?" The young man was a little surprised, for it seemed to him that the girl was young and beautiful, and her eyes were as clear as a clear spring, and he really couldn't imagine the fact that she was someone else's wife.

Lao Ji said this first, and his thoughts were to let the young man rest from the thoughts that he shouldn't have.

He bowed his head respectfully: "Yes." ”

"Did you find anything else?" The young man put away his shock and continued to ask calmly as usual.

"She is not from Kyoto, but from Jiangcheng, her father had surgery after the Chinese New Year, and she rented a house opposite Li Cheng's house to recuperate......," Lao Ji told him in detail what he had learned.

The young man stroked his chin: "Jiangcheng ......" He seems to have heard of this place name somewhere.

"Yes." Lao Ji continued: "They also rushed back from their hometown a few days ago, in addition to her parents and a grandmother. ”

"Have you seen her mother?"

"No, I just inquired and haven't seen it yet."

He waved his hand at Lao Ji: "Okay, you go get busy." ”

"Yes." Lao Ji left.

The young man sat in front of the bookcase, frowning as if in thought.

The reason why he wanted to know about this girl named Ouyang Zhen after seeing her was because she was like a portrait of his father in the shelf in his study.

However, that portrait has more of the temperament of a lady than her, not as smart and lively as her.

His father didn't know who the woman in the painting was, but he remembered that it should be a very important person, and one was engraved in his mind, and he would remember it from time to time.

Her mother had always been obsessed with the matter, believing that the person in her father's portrait must be the woman he loved, and that she was just a substitute.

A few years ago, the situation in China was tense, and they did not dare to set foot in this land easily.

It wasn't until the policy was loosened that he took Lao Ji and his sister across the ocean to come here.

But I didn't want to, but I magically met someone who looked like the portrait painted by my father.

Does he want to tell his father about it? If he had told, would his father have impulsively returned to China early? How should the mother explain it? Ji Chen was in a dilemma.