"My phone number." Mu Ye's deep voice was tinged with depression.

"Huh?" Yan Qingluo looked at her blankly, thinking about what kind of wind this guy was smoking.

"What's my phone number?"

"How do I know, I haven't saved your phone number." Yan Qingluo's statement that she was not afraid of death proved that she really didn't know how terrible a man's jealousy was.

"Didn't remember?" Mu Ye's icy voice came, although it was not big, but it poked at the person like an ice needle, painful and icy.

As Mu Ye approached step by step, Yan Qingluo unconsciously took a few steps back.

"What are you going to do? We haven't called again......"

"Haven't you ever beaten it?"

Yan Qingluo was asked like this and found that something was wrong, and he beat it, that is, the last time she was overheard about her gambling with Sheng Ziqiao.

That's fine!

Did she think it was a harassing call?

This...... It's a bit unreasonable!

No, why did she remember his phone number, and why did she feel as weak as a schoolboy being asked by a teacher?

"If I don't remember, I just don't remember, do I need to remember? What do I have to do with you, why should I remember your phone number?! Yan Qingluo thought about it, and shouted out the true thoughts in his heart.

A powerful big hand wrapped around her slender waist, and she felt that her whole person was about to be scooped up, and then the unique aura of Mu Ye's body enveloped her.

Mu Ye almost bit her ear and said, "Then remember this time, my phone number is 18......"

Yan Qingluo couldn't hear the numbers behind her, she could only feel the tingling in her ears and a buzzing in her brain.

The moment Mu Ye let go, Yan Qingluo's heart was empty, she pretended to be calm, and gently stroked the long hair on her forehead behind her ears in a dignified and generous manner.

"Mr. Mu, when will we be able to come back?"

"This time I went to country J, and I will stay for about a week."

"A week?! So what do I do? ”

"I could take you in and let you stay with me for a week."

"Who wants to live with you?"

"Then after arriving at the destination, Miss Yan will take care of herself."

“……！”

Despicable villain!

She didn't know anyone in country J, she didn't bring a bank card, ID card, and even lost her mobile phone, so he told her to take care of herself!

He's a big-headed ghost!

"Eh, you brought me here, you have to be responsible! Let me tell you, I just called my second brother with your mobile phone, I will be able to find you if something happens, my second brother is an officer in the army, and I will ...... you in minutes."

Yan Qingluo watched the cold light in Mu Ye's deep ink pupils gradually become hideous, so he stopped speaking.

"Take me what?"

"I didn't ...... It's nothing, you're responsible for me anyway. Yan Qingluo's voice was small and thin, and he looked delicate.

"Responsible? Didn't Miss Yan say before that I don't need to be responsible? Everyone is an adult, men and women love each other, and you don't have to go to your heart. Mu Ye actually moved out of what she said that day.

This sanctimonious, hypocritical dog man!

Yan Qingluo swore furiously in his heart, but he was still gentle and lovely on the surface, after all, he was helpless now, and he could only rely on this dog man.

The eldest husband can bend and stretch, and the humiliation he suffered today will definitely be repaid in the future.

Mu Ye looked at the little girl with a wonderful expression on her face with interest, and she didn't have to think about it to know what kind of idea she was planning.

"What? Miss Yan forgot what she said? ”

"Nope."

"Then I won't be responsible."

"These are two different things, okay? It seems that Mr. Mu has a deep memory of that night, and he still remembers it for so long. ”

Mu Ye seemed to have been poked in the heart, and her pupils couldn't help but constrict, this girl can really make people unforgettable.

"Miss Yan is very confident in her charm!" Mu Ye glanced at Yan Qingluo fixedly, "So how many men did Miss Yan seduce?" ”

…… Sick!

"Mr. Mu, don't talk if you can't chat." Yan Qingluo didn't want to talk to him, tired.

Yan Qingluo found a sunny place and sat down, quietly looking at the sea in the distance.

There was a faint throbbing sensation in her stomach, and she clutched her stomach and frowned unconsciously.

tossed all morning, didn't eat breakfast, and made a commotion, and got angry.

Suddenly, a burst of aroma wafted in.

Rice? Can you cook on a yacht?

Yan Qingluo was so excited that she stood up and looked around, of course she could cook, did she just lose her brain.

Such a luxurious yacht, of course, the configuration will not be lower than a two-story villa!

Why did she blow the sea breeze on the deck, of course, she had to enjoy this luxury yacht and have a meal by the way.

Anyway, Mu Ye's bastard forcibly brought her, and he has to be responsible.

Yan Qingluo looked for the direction where the fragrance wafted out and came to the second floor.

In the middle of the spacious and bright dining room is a luxurious European dining table, on which seven or eight plates of mouth-watering delicacies are presented.

"Wow, it smells so good!" Yan Qingluo couldn't help but praise loudly.

The chef on this yacht must have been hired at a high price, and his skills are really good.

Yan Qingluo was thinking about it, when he looked up, a slender and upright figure came into view, a handsome face that was unparalleled in the world and a dark blue apron actually had the temperament of a warm man at home.

Mu Ye!

Yan Qingluo's pupils shook, and she looked at Mu Ye in surprise who was coming out of the kitchen with a plate of dishes in front of her.

"These ...... Did you do it? ”

I haven't tasted it yet, but with this presentation and color, it's at the level of a professional chef!

"Miss Yan, try it!" Mu Ye smiled smugly

Yan Qingluo was not polite, sat down directly, picked up chopsticks, sandwiched a chicken leg and ate it.

Although it is just an ordinary chicken thigh, it is tender and delicious, and it is fragrant on the lips and teeth.

"Hmm~ It's so delicious!"

Yan Qingluo narrowed his eyes, and a satisfied voice came out of his voice, like a lazy little fox.

She frantically swept all the delicacies on the table, it was so delicious, even better than the Yan family's cook.

Mu Ye actually knows how to cook, and he makes it so delicious, is he usually very idle? As the ruler of the Mu's chaebol, shouldn't he be in charge of everything but work?

She was almost full before she remembered the big chef of this meal, and when she looked up and met Mu Ye's staring gaze across the table, she stopped her chopsticks in embarrassment.

There was no ridicule, no banter, no condescending scrutiny in Mu Ye's eyes, there were some ...... Inexplicable things, spoiled?

"Eat more if it's delicious."

"Hmm."

"There's dessert too."

"Huh? Dessert! ”

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you."

……

The current scene is somewhat unexpected by Yan Qingluo.

Why is it inexplicably a little sweet?