A swishing cold air emanated from Yan Ye's body.

The waiter's face turned pale with fright, and he apologized again and again.

Lian Xinying's cheeks were hot, and he whispered to Yan Ye: "Why are you so fierce?" ”

Can't talk well?

"You still know how to take the initiative to talk to me!" Yan Ye turned his head, said a fierce word, and then took her little hand and left the restaurant.

Room 808 is the Presidential Suite.

Lian Xinying didn't know what he was doing in such a luxurious room! I'm not going to sleep here tonight!

Just a chat, as far as it goes?

Entering the renovated golden room, Lian Xinying immediately let go of his hand.

"Say whatever you want. I was dizzy. "When I saw my son, I was in good spirits, but when I was alone with Yan Ye, I began to faint.

After she sat down on the sofa, her small mouth pursed slightly, and her eyes were half-drooping, looking very sad.

Yan Ye did not sit.

He stood in front of Lian Xinying, with his hands on his hips, looking at her condescendingly, very helpless.

I have a lot of words in my heart, but I want to say them but I don't know how to start.

"Why do you only eat porridge?" As soon as the words came out, Yan Ye felt like a big boy who couldn't fall in love.

"Do you have to care if you don't have an appetite?" Lian Xinying held his head with one hand and glanced at him very lightly.

When it was Su Yanxin, she didn't dare to look at him so carefully.

I always feel that if I look at it more, I will reveal my identity.

And now, she can see it however she wants.

"Look at you as thin as a hemp stalk, have you not had an appetite for half a year?" Yan Ye looked at her protruding collarbone and felt that she had a handful of bones left in her whole body.

He ordered at least five dishes just now, all of which were meat, just to make up for her.

"You care about me!" After listening to his words, Lian Xinying's ears were a little hot.

My heart was numb.

The most feared is his deep affection.

Whether it's a word or a look.

Seeing her don't start, Yan Ye raised his hand and pinched her chin, and suddenly noticed that something was wrong: "Why did your chin become sharper?" ”

"Grinding bones!" Lian Xinying listened to his displeased tone, and still felt that he was in too much control.

So the tone of the answer was impatient.

She was going to die, he didn't care, and now it's his turn to take care of anything.

"T, who allowed you to grind!" Yan Ye's eyes were cold, and the strength of his fingers couldn't help but increase a little, but after thinking that he would pinch her, he suddenly let go, "I don't have that kind of relationship with Shu Xiang, her child belongs to her and other men." Lianxinying, did you hear it! ”

"I heard you!" Lian Xin's eyes were red and he roared.

Since learning that Shu Xiang died, she no longer thinks about Shu Xiang and Yan Ye.

Whether they have that kind of relationship or not, this matter has already ended in tragedy.

"Do you believe me, then!" Of course, Yan Ye knew that she heard it, but what he cared about was whether she trusted it or not.

"I don't believe it, Shu Xiang is dead, isn't it?" Lian Xinying laughed bitterly, her voice getting lower and lower, "Do you plan to continue to hide my ...... as you did when you concealed the cause of Duoduo's death?"

The glint in Yan Ye's eyes dimmed with her sarcastic words.

She got it...... No wonder she arrived at the company yesterday, but no one was seen.

"I didn't kill her, why are you angry with me?" Yan Ye's eyes were scarlet, and after he finished speaking, he grabbed Lian Xinying like a chicken from the sofa.

He picked himself up and walked in the direction of the bedroom.

(Po Sing Shek Academy)