Yan You wiped the potion and came out of the disinfection room, and caught a glimpse of Ange, who was sitting on the side, quickly stuffing something back into her bag: "What are you doing in my bag, pervert." As he spoke, he reached out and snatched it back.

Ange coughed unnaturally: "Just take a look, why are you in such a hurry?" Could it be that there is something unsightly hidden in the bag? ”

Yan You glanced at him and scolded: "Voyeurism." The words fell, as if to hide something, turned around and left.

Anger looked at her back meaningfully, his eyes shining.

******

After finishing the meal, Ange sent Yanyou back to his residence early.

Watching her enter the house, he sat alone in the car, thoughtful.

After a long time, Anger took out his mobile phone and dialed a call, which was quickly picked up.

"Where are you?"

"Airport."

Ange said: "She really loves you more than you think, you must, treat her well." "What could be more intriguing than the photographs of you that are interspersed on the pages of her book?

There was a pause: "No doubt. ”

"I wish you happiness!"

“......”

******

Yan You was sore, took a shower, and was so tired that he even forgot about the doctor's advice about remembering to rub the medicine before going to bed, and fell asleep when he got to bed.

There seems to be a cool and comfortable feeling spreading in the palm of the hand....

I don't know how long it took, there seemed to be gravity pressing down on the side of the bed, and the familiar smell of good smell surrounded it, which was reassuring, Yanyou subconsciously knew who it was, and wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't withstand the heavy sleepiness, and finally fell asleep.

The man sat on the edge of the bed, leaning over to look at her sleeping peacefully, as if a feather had caressed his heart.

Aang said that she desperately chased the thief with the blade for a picture of him?

Hearing the news, on the one hand, he was worried about her safety, and on the other hand, because she instinctively cared, he set off a wave in his heart.

He always thought that she was young and ignorant of feelings, but he never thought that her liking was always absolute, love and non-love, there was no middle ground.

He is not a person who really clings to the past, but along the way, the frustration of the first relationship has made him have some subtle shadows in some aspects, and to some extent, he also used this negative emotion to hide it on Yanyou.

Her sincerity and honesty have always been in a very conspicuous position, but he did not handle it well enough, but she was worried.

The man lowered his head and gave her a light kiss on the cheek, and stroked the broken hair on her forehead, his eyes full of pity: "Silly girl...."

******

When Yanyou woke up, he felt sore, and wanted to stretch his waist, but found that there was an arm around his waist from behind, and he was stunned and looked sideways.

The angular and handsome face was close in front of him, it turned out that last night was not a dream, he really came, by her side.

Yan You carefully turned over and faced him.

stared at him for a long time, and gently rubbed his chin with the tip of his nose, the breath on his body was clear and comfortable, Yan You sniffed closely, and couldn't help but drill into his arms.

There was a sudden chuckle above his head, and Yan You was stunned for a moment and raised his head.

Mo Yishen was looking at her, with a light smile on the corner of his lips, and his black eyes were full of pampering and tenderness, as if there was a slight ripple of Ling Bo.

"I woke you up?" Good words.

Mo Yishen didn't answer, stroked her hair, took her into his arms, and hugged her quietly like this, for a long time, before he said softly: "Follow me home." ”