"Why, when Dr. Jiang is sick, his words don't count?"

Ye Qingping's dark eyes stared at her, and the words in his mouth seemed to blame her for not keeping her promises, but his tone was gentle.

Speaking of being sick, Jiang Siyi realized that what he said was a promise made when she called him to apologize for her failure last time.

But did he come all the way to America and pull her through the crowd and noisy crowd for the sake of what she had said a long time ago?

Jiang Siyi suspected that she was a little self-inflicted, because this was too much of a fuss for Ye Qingping. And, the hotel? What kind of compensation needs to be made at the hotel?

Jiang Siyi couldn't think about it, and soon he took her into the hotel without distinguishing.

"Leaf ...... Ye Qingping, what are you doing! "There were just two of them in the elevator that kept going up. Jiang Siyi's heart gradually panicked, in her cognition, Ye Qingping was by no means the kind of person who would casually drag a woman into the hotel.

"What do you think I want you to do?" Ye Qingping asked rhetorically.

Of course, he understood Jiang Siyi's meaning, but he only pretended not to understand, and at the same time, the gentle smile in his Mo Che eyes became thicker and thicker. Anyone could tell that he was in a very happy mood at the moment.

"I ......" Jiang Siyi froze, took a step back, and leaned on the elevator.

Ye Qingping's light rhetorical question suddenly changed the situation, as if everything was really just her Jiang Siyi's self-inflicted amorousness.

Ye Qingping approached her and chuckled, "It's just for you to eat dumplings with me." ”

Jiang Siyi: "......"

Why did she think that Ye Qingping was a noble immortal before?

Or did he just deliberately want to see her look ugly because she refused to answer the phone these days?

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"What stuffing do you like?" Jiang Siyi comforted herself in her heart: she was just fulfilling her promise. Once done, she immediately returned to a safe distance and never came into contact with him again.

"Whatever you want." Ye Qingping took off his coat and walked into the bedroom.

Jiang Siyi randomly selected a bag in the dazzling refrigerator and threw it into the boiling water. After a while, the dumplings floated up and down, floating up and rolling in the water. She holds the spoon and stirs it in one direction to make sure it doesn't break.

"Look up."

Jiang Siyi was stunned, and she didn't know when Ye Qingping was already standing behind her.

Then, a slight chill fell around her neck, a pair of warm hands tied a knot at the back of her neck, and a pendant hung over her collarbone.

It is a fan-shaped necklace pendant, with fine diamonds dotted on the edge of the fan blades, reflecting a faint light in the faint light of the kitchen. It doesn't look expensive, but it's very elegant.

Jiang Siyi was overjoyed, this pendant was no more, no less, just what she liked.

But as soon as I thought about it, great chagrin and shame came like a tide. "Mr. Ye, what do you mean by this!" Jiang Siyi threw down the spoon and turned around, her tone a little rushed.

"Don't like it?" Ye Qingping tilted his head slightly, as if he was thinking about what was wrong with this style.

Of course not!

"Such a valuable thing, Mr. Ye gave it to his girlfriend is enough, I can't afford it." As he spoke, Jiang Siyi was about to take off the necklace.

Ye Qingping held her arm and stopped her.

"I don't have a girlfriend yet." Ye Qingping reached through her waist and turned off the fire on the counter. And this action also completely surrounded Jiang Siyi in his arms.

Behind Jiang Siyi, Ye Qingping slowly folded his hands.

The distance between the two is smaller.

"But I ...... it"

"Obviously what?" Ye Qingping rarely showed such a sweet and bright smile, he bent down and lowered his head in one go, and stared straight into her eyes. "Obviously, you saw me and a woman shopping at Henghui and brought her a necklace myself, you can use her as a model for the window."

Jiang Siyi: "......"

How could anyone take such a thing for granted? "I didn't mean to peek."

"I know." The smile on Ye Qingping's face continued to amplify, "You just, you have a heart." ”

Ye Qingping's words were like a burst of thunder, and there was an explosion in Jiang Siyi's ears. Her face, at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly became stained with layers of redness.

And Ye Qingping was getting closer and closer to her, so close that the breaths of the two people were intertwined.

At this time, a mobile phone rang suddenly from the living room.

Jiang Siyi's brain suddenly woke up from the chaos.