This hot pot, because they have something on their minds, makes the food tasteless.

After eating, they came out of the store, and Lu Yao and Ye Zehong chose to be silent with a tacit understanding.

However, the hands were tightly held and we walked all the way back to the villa.

After Lin Ying cleaned up, the villa was clean and spotless, Lu Yao looked at the warm living room, turned around and threw herself into Ye Zehong's arms, her ears pillowed on his heart, listening to his powerful heartbeat, and she could feel that everything that was happening at this moment was real.

Ye Zehong raised his hand and gently stroked the top of her head, as if he could feel the sadness from the depths of her heart, lowered his head and rested his chin on the top of her head, looking into the distance without focus.

The voice was extremely gentle: "The future is too far away to be foreseen, let's live in the present." Live every minute and every second of the moment. ”

Live in the moment and live the moment.

That's exactly what she and he should do.

Since this was the case, Lu Yao slowly raised his head and looked at his deep eyes, his heart was full of happiness.

The battle for happiness begins again.

Sweetness sprinkled all over the villa.

By the time it was over, it was already five o'clock in the morning.

The day in early autumn is slightly cool.

Lu Yao stretched out her hand to pull the quilt high to cover herself, but the next second she was caught in the hot embrace.

She immediately pushed the person who hugged her and reminded in a low voice: "Don't do it"

The person holding her just snorted.

Then he kept it as it was, hugged her tightly, and fell asleep contentedly.

Lu Yao was relieved when he saw that he hadn't let go, and when there was an even breathing sound in his ears.

Immediately afterward, his thoughts became confused, and he fell into a deep sleep.

The breeze blows, stirring the white veil, and a trace of light falls on the floor, reflecting the quiet reflection of the leaves on the floor, slightly mottled and slightly beautiful.

When I woke up again, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Ye Zehong woke up, and immediately confirmed whether there was anyone around him, and when he saw that Lu Yao was still sleeping with his eyes closed, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he couldn't suppress the sweetness in his heart.

He raised his slender fingers and carefully pinned Lu Yao's scattered hair.

The hand did not immediately retract, but went down her forehead.

Perhaps he made her uncomfortable, she frowned and slowly opened her eyes.

When it comes to the eye, it is a face with great beauty.

After her consciousness returned, she leaned into Ye Zehong's arms, and said in a hoarse voice: "Morning, Mr. Xiao Ye." ”

Ye Zehong didn't mind her title, but smiled softly, gently scraped her nose with his fingers, and said with a smile: "It's not early, it's three o'clock in the afternoon, if we don't get up, we can only go out for another hot pot." ”

Hearing this, Lu Yao immediately glanced at the electronic clock on the bedside table, and when she saw the time on it clearly, she turned around and faced Ye Zehong with a bitter gourd face, and protested: "It's not easy to come here, I don't get up until I get up every day until the sun is three poles, where are we here for a vacation, I'm afraid the beautiful scenery is not blessed." ”

Seeing her look of loss, Ye Zehong gently patted her shoulder and said in a low voice: "Now get up and wash up simply, simply deal with it, and you can still catch up to see the snow mountain." ”

"Seriously?" Lu Yao was suddenly happy.

"I can't lie to you!" While Ye Zehong spoke, he carried Lu Yao into the bathroom, washed quickly, and quickly cleaned himself up.

Lu Yao looked at the picture of him standing with him brushing his teeth, and the sweetness in his heart instantly overflowed.