Ou Yihan didn't care about him anymore, quickly went upstairs, went to the cloakroom, changed his clothes, tidied up, felt that it was decent, and went downstairs.

On the first floor, Ye Zihao began to find something to do for himself in order not to let himself think about it.

Open the supermarket shopping bag near him and sort the contents out.

Fruits and vegetables are kept in the refrigerator, kitchen utensils are placed in the kitchen, and vacuum cleaners are placed in the corner of the living room......

Ou Yihan went downstairs and saw such a busy Ye Zihao.

She was very useful.

With so many things, to be honest, she's quite slow to sort out by herself, so she especially needs help.

"Brother Zihao, thank you, help me organize things."

Ye Zihao looked at Ou Yihan when he heard this.

The girl's hair seemed to have been blown dry by the wind, and the silky thin strands of hair hung straight and smooth over her shoulders.

The upper body is wearing a white silk shirt with a sense of drape, the shirt is casual and has a strong sense of design, one side of the hem is tucked into black pencil pants by her, and the other side hangs naturally.

She is very thin, a pair of straight legs can't even support pencil pants, loose and slightly pleated trouser legs, giving people a sense of pity that wants to take care of the vulnerability.

At this time, although Ou Yihan has nothing to do with words such as beautiful, charming, and glamorous, she has her unique style and purity.

Looking at her like this, Ye Zihao couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Thank you, you're polite to me." Ye Zihao smiled, and there was a soft light in his eyes.

Ou Yihan didn't notice anything and packed up with him.

The two of them worked, talked and laughed, and after a while, they packed up their things.

Ye Zihao cleaned up the remaining garbage in the living room and began to look at her house.

"Did your parents leave this house to you? I look like it's a newly handed over community. ”

Ou Yihan washed the fruit and put it on a plate and took it out, saying:

"No, I bought it myself."

"Bought?" Ye Zihao was puzzled, "But aren't you not old enough to sign a contract?" ”

Ou Yihan remembered that she lied to Ye Zihao that she was only 16 years old.

She smiled embarrassedly:

"That...... Brother Zihao, in fact, I lied to you, I am 18 years old. ”

As she spoke, she showed her ID card to Ye Zihao.

Ye Zihao took it and looked at it,

It's really 18 years old, just a few days after turning 18.

"You lied to me? Little liar, say, why lie to me? Ye Zihao half-jokingly questioned her.

Ou Yihan thought about it and thought of a pretext:

"Because my brother is good-looking, I want to socialize with you, so I used that method to trick you into signing a contract for me, and I want you to establish contact with me forever...... Hee-hee-hee, you're not angry when I do this, are you? ”

Ye Zihao's opinion +5

【Drop! Detected that Ye Zihao's favorability has increased by 10 points, which has been automatically converted into 1 enhancement point, and the remaining enhancement points of the current host: 6]

Ye Zihao looked at her deeply.

Is she saying this a confession?

The two of them are going both ways?

But why is her tone like a joke, not serious and affectionate at all.

However, Ye Zihao is still very happy.

Originally, he felt that his love was immoral, and he had been troubled by it.

Now that he learned that she had liked herself earlier than she had liked her, and had made such a big detour in order to get him, he had no such moral condemnation.

On the contrary, he has a sense of ease and exhilaration, when love loses its shackles and can run freely.

And she is not 16 years old, she is 18 years old, only 3 years younger than him, he is with her, and the age difference is not particularly big.

"Brother Zihao?" Ou Yihan waved his hand in front of him with a puzzled look.