The environment here has not changed, it is still the same as it is remembered.

The green vines silently climbed the fences and trellises in the dark night, and the breeze blew lightly.

In May, it is the season of roses, snow-white roses are dotted among the branches and green leaves, blooming overwhelmingly, the breeze blows lightly, and the faint fragrance comes to the nose, refreshing people's hearts.

Yi Jin carried Yan You into the western-style building, stretched out his leg to hook the door, and kicked it shut.

Withdrawing his hand, the headlights in the house turned on, and Yan You was thrown on the soft leather sofa.

Yan You held back his mouth and flew towards him with a white eye, and muttered in a low voice: "What, inexplicable." ”

Yi Jin took off his suit jacket and threw it on the sofa, loosened his tie, began to unbutton the cuffs of his shirt, stared back at Yan You with side eyes, and roared: "Go and change my clothes for me." ”

Yan You puffed out his mouth, looked at the beautiful dress on his body, jumped up from the sofa suddenly, got up and went upstairs: "Neurotic." ”

Yi Jin's forbearance arm muscles burst out, and he squinted at Yan You's heavy steps up the stairs.

Damn, did she know that the dress had been reported by foreign media, and it was designed by Mo Yishen when he participated in a high-end fashion design exhibition when he was studying abroad.

What does it mean for a man to put a woman in a dress that he has designed himself.

He is not stupid, when he saw him carrying Yanyou on his back in the newspaper, he knew that the man's thoughts about Yanyou would definitely not be simple.

Yan You deliberately stepped on the stairs and made a loud noise to show his displeasure.

Upstairs, Yan You went to the room where he used to live, pushed open the door, and the furnishings of the room did not change in the slightest, and it was still the same.

The large teddy bear on the bed leaned against the head of the bed, the bedding was neatly stacked, the books on the small bookshelves were still in the same order, and the room was spotless, presumably someone took care of it regularly.

On the desk are a few pieces of paper and colourful pencils with a green porcelain drawing, which is the original first draft of the porcelain that Yan You spent 25 million on at the auction at the 'Seri' Hotel.

His heart warmed, and he had kept it here for the past two years.

He really didn't give up on himself, and he didn't want himself.

Looking at everything in the room, familiar to him, Yan You's eyes instantly turned red.

As soon as the back warmed, a strong masculine breath came to the nostrils.

Yanyou tilted his head, whimpered quietly, and tears of emotion fell straight down.

Yi Jin rubbed her cheek affectionately, sighed, turned her body over, faced her, and hugged her into his arms.

"Fool." Rubbing her chin against the top of her hair, Yi Jin sighed, lowered her eyebrows, and stared at the words on her chest.

Yanyou cried and hugged him tightly: "Do you know how long I waited for you that day, you never showed up, I received a photo of you kissing her, my heart hurts, I called you, and you didn't answer. I really thought you didn't want me anymore.,I didn't even break up.,Just throw me away.。。 ”

Yi Jin hugged Yanyou even more in distress, kissed her ear, and whispered in her ear: "I didn't want you, but I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to give you the best, at that time, I didn't have so much courage, and I didn't dare to hope to be by your side." ”

Yan You's crying anger released the grievances in his heart in the past two years.

Yi Jin lifted her face, kissed away the tears on her face, and comforted her softly: "Okay, don't cry, the makeup is all on, like a cat." ”

Yan You sniffed, puffed out his cheeks, and glanced at him resentfully: "You are the flower cat." ”