Lu Lingxiao didn't speak for a long time, Ye Xi didn't know what he was thinking, he only looked at him cautiously.

Ye Xi knew that he shouldn't be very happy.

But because of what, Ye Xi couldn't guess at all.

Lu Lingxiao finally got up from the sofa and said coldly: "You go and tell You You yourself." ”

With that, he turned and walked towards the window not far away.

Youyou is still in the suite, and it is inconvenient for him to smoke, but he is addicted to smoking, so he can only go to the window to breathe.

There was a fire in his chest, which was infuriated by Ye Xi.

Ye Xi saw that Lu Lingxiao no longer paid attention to him, and he was silent for a while.

Ye Xi didn't know which of her words was wrong, and he was not happy, but this was what she was most worried about, and it was always easier to say it.

Ye Xi saw that Lu Lingxiao didn't mean to continue discussing with her, so she went to the bathroom alone and took a quick shower.

When she came out of the bathroom, Lu Lingxiao had already returned to the sofa and sat down.

His laptop was on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and since most of the lights in the suite had been turned off, only the small sleep lamp on the bedside was left, so the light in other locations was relatively dim.

His long legs had nowhere to place, so he could only bend aggrievedly, leaning forward slightly, and the light on the laptop screen shone on his face, as if a layer of cold light was set on his side face, and his expression was even more solemn.

Ye Xi didn't bother him and walked to the bed alone.

On the big bed of the hotel, Youyou was sleeping in a half-lying position, his little buttocks were slightly pouted, and the milky yellow pajama pants were slightly folded, and the white fleshy little hands were clenched into fists on both sides of the head, and the small mouth was slightly deformed by the bed, and the crystal saliva was still hanging at the corner of the mouth.

Ye Xi lifted the corner of the quilt and lay sideways beside him to look at him.

Lu Youxun's eyebrows, eyes and nose are almost exactly the same as Lu Lingxiao's, her eyelashes are thick and slender, although she is not big, but the superior straight nose bridge has begun to look like herself, but her small mouth looks like herself, the more Ye Xi looks at it, the more she likes it, and he can't help but reach out and touch his little face.

Lu Youxun seemed to feel disturbed, and turned around impatiently and turned his back to Ye Xi.

Ye Xi withdrew his hand at this time.

Gradually, Ye Xi's eyelids began to heavily.

I don't know how long it took, but she also fell asleep.

She had a good dream, in which she took Youyou to Jiang Yan's wedding.

Youyou was wearing a small suit, her hair was combed and shiny, and she became a little flower girl that everyone praised for her beauty.

Ye Xi was extremely proud.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Xi felt cold.

She went to help Youyou cover the quilt in a daze, and as soon as she turned around, she crashed into an embrace.

The embrace was very warm, hugging her, very comfortable.

At first, she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

I don't know when I seem to have a big hand on my waist.

The big hand was not honest at all, first rubbing against the skin around her waist, rubbing for a moment before being satisfied, and then reaching into his nightgown.

Ye Yu snorted softly to express her dissatisfaction.

Soon, the hand stopped.

Ye Xi's white little hand touched everywhere, and touched a stiff arm, and the familiar fragrance of bath liquid was also between the wings of his nose.

This moment of clarity was not enough to support her thinking.

She only resisted slightly, and as the man's arm tightened, she was scooped into her arms again.

Ye Xi hesitated for a moment, then hugged the hard object and fell asleep again, and had a good night's sleep. (End of chapter)