Ye Mingzhu waited for a while, and the person became a little impatient, could it be that Ye Jiujiu had already come back when she was asleep just now?

It's also unlikely, Ye Mingzhu shook his head, covered his cheeks with his hands, he slept too late and his skin was not good, Su Che came back tomorrow, how could she go to see him like this?

Ye Mingzhu looked at the door of the villa without giving up, without any movement, and planned to give up.

Even if you know that Ye Jiujiu will return late, it doesn't seem to mean anything.

You can't ask directly, Ye Jiujiu, have you done something unsightly after staying in that villa for so long?

If you ask like this, even if Ye Jiujiu really did something unseemly, he would never admit it.

Thinking of this, Ye Mingzhu planned to give up and come to a long time.

Going upstairs and returning to his room, Ye Mingzhu took her pajamas and went into the bathroom, planning to wash and sleep, after all, she had to go to her mother tomorrow morning.

If you go to your mother's place, you can meet Su Che.

Ye Mingzhu walked out of the bathroom after taking a bath, walked to the windowsill, closed the window, and closed the curtains.

The hand pulling the curtain paused.

The room where Ye Mingzhu was located was only separated from Ye Jiujiu's room in the middle of Ye Chenxuan's room, although it was a little laborious, but he could still see Feng Mojiang's villa.

She blinked, and the figure in the shadow happened to walk under the street lamp, and in that moment, Ye Mingzhu saw clearly what the man was holding in his arms, and it was Ye Jiujiu.

Maybe Ye Mingzhu's gaze was too direct and not hidden at all, and the man in the distance seemed to perceive it, and his cold gaze swept in the direction of Ye Mingzhu.

At that moment, Ye Mingzhu's breathing stopped, and the whole person seemed to be suffocated, and her ice-blue eyes seemed to put her in the ice and snow, and even her fingertips became cold and stiff.

The next moment, the figure under the street lamp disappeared, as if it had disappeared for no reason, and even half of the figure was not seen again.

Ye Mingzhu rubbed his eyes, and searched carefully again in disbelief, there was still no one, how could it be?

How could it have disappeared like this? The feeling of falling into an ice cellar just now couldn't have been her illusion.

Ye Mingzhu knocked on his head, thinking uncertainly, could it really be an illusion?

But what if, not an illusion?

If it's not an illusion, then doesn't it mean that the man who was holding Ye Jiujiu just now really had an affair with Ye Jiujiu?

After Ye Mingzhu closed the curtains, she lay on the bed, not only feeling cold just now, but also excited about Ye Jiujiu's indiscretion.

Perhaps, she grabbed the handle of Ye Jiujiu.

Feng Mo carried Ye Jiujiu to Ye Jiujiu's room, and then put her on the bed, knelt down on one knee in front of the bed, and took off her shoes and socks.

Holding her white and small feet, Feng Mo couldn't help but slightly increase the strength in his hands, his breathing became a little heavy, and he forcibly removed his gaze from his fair and round feet, quickly took the thin quilt, and covered it for her.

Hidden in the dark, Feng Mo will like to be closer to Ye Jiujiu, and closer, so that the missing place in his chest will be more comfortable.

The physiological alarm clock woke up Ye Jiujiu on time, and found that it was actually in his room, thinking, probably Feng Mo sent her back, right?

Get up, brush your teeth, and go downstairs.

You should plan your summer vacation for the next day.