That's a shame too!

What would he think of her?

The more Ye Mian thought about it, the more he wanted to drill under the bed.

What's worse is that she still has his sexy eight-pack abs and seductive mermaid line in her mind, and she can't get rid of it.

She also didn't expect that the man who looked thin and had a cold and ascetic temperament took off his clothes and was actually full of muscles and hormones.

It took a long time for her restless heart to slowly return to its normal beating rate.

She also remembered, picked up a quilt, took a pillow, and sent it to the man outside.

The man was dressed in a hotel white bathrobe, standing with his back to her, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

She didn't call him, but helped him lay out the couch.

The floor-to-ceiling window glass reflected her virtuous figure, Qiao Zhanbei's heart tugged, and she couldn't help but think of the picture of her virtuously tidying up the room in the bedroom before.

He swallowed the blocked throat and turned to her, "I'll do it myself." ”

Ye Mian straightened up, "Good night." ”

She turned around to leave, Qiao Zhanbei clasped her forearm, only to hear the man say in a deep voice: "It's time to change the plaster for your cervical spine." ”

Her heart trembled, he actually remembered the 24-hour plaster change, and she forgot it herself.

Ye Mian turned her face, tilted her chin slightly, and met the man's gentle gaze, her heart palpitated.

The man said softly: "I'll tear it off for you first, and I'll help you put it on after you take a shower?" ”

The tone of inquiry is full of tenderness.

She nodded involuntarily, "Hmm." ”

She went to take off her turtleneck, leaving only a lightweight crewneck thermal underwear in blue light.

Qiao Zhanbei asked her to sit down on the sofa, went to get the shower gel and wet towel, and he sat down next to her.

Ye Mian asked curiously, "What are you doing with these?" ”

"In order not to hurt when tearing the plaster." The man said softly.

He applied a warm wet towel to the plaster on the back of her neck, and the stiff neck felt the warmth, and Ye Mian closed his eyes comfortably.

Immediately afterward, a smell of essence spreads.

It was the smell of hotel shower gel.

Qiao Zhanbei's hand was on the slippery shower gel, rubbing the plaster, and asked with concern: "Your neck is still very stiff, very sore and painful, isn't it?" ”

She's close at hand.

Smelling the warm sweet fragrance on her body, the man's eyes burned.

"Well, it should be good to take advantage of the New Year's Day to rest more." She replied softly.

"Look, it's falling, it doesn't hurt, right?" He asked with a smile on the plaster in his palm.

Ye Mian said happily: "I don't feel it at all, you just take it off!" ”

She turned her face to him with a gentle smile, like a spring breeze, refreshing.

"Let's go wash up." He urged her.

After Ye Mian finished washing, he helped her apply a new plaster, and after applying the plaster, she was "teased" by him again and blushed and heartbeat.

Back in the bedroom, Ye Mian lay on the bed, listening to his heartbeat, secretly despising himself.

What a flirtation, he is a righteous gentleman who does not sit still, and he didn't flirt with her at all.

But why does he care and take care of her meticulously?

Is it just because of Jojo?

What else could that be?

Ye Mian closed his eyes and persuaded himself to go to bed quickly, don't think nonsense.

That night, she didn't fall asleep until late.

The next day, after she was busy with her work, in the afternoon, they returned to Sioux City.

After getting off the highway, the car entered the city, and Xiao Qiaoqiao also woke up.

Sticking to her for two or three days, Qiaoqiao should be tired of it, right? It was time for her and her father to go back to the capital for the Chinese New Year.

Ye Mian took the straw cup and fed Qiaoqiao water, full of reluctance and loss.

"Qiaoqiao, Mianmian will soon arrive at the hotel, I have had a lot of fun with you in the past few days, and I will go back to the capital in the future, I will play with you again, okay?"

Qiao Qiao shook her head, stretched out her little arms, and hugged her neck, "Mianmian, I want to follow you." ”

Ye Mian: "......"

She looked at Qiao Zhanbei helplessly.

"I can only continue to trouble you." The man said with a smile.

"It's not troublesome, and I'm reluctant to part with Jojo." Ye Mian hugged Qiao Qiao tightly with his backhand.

Qiao Zhanbei looked at her and said in his heart: Are you willing to give me?

*

Because of the application for "non-genetic person", Ye Mian had to stay in Suzhou City for a few days and hand over various materials to the relevant departments.

In the past two days, Qiaoqiao has followed her inch by inch.

Qiao Zhanbei seemed to be very busy, and he didn't come to them all day yesterday.

On the balcony of the room, the sun was just right, Ye Mian was sitting on the sofa, holding a third-order Rubik's cube in his hand, listening to Qiao Qiao's mantra, and turning the Rubik's cube absentmindedly.

"Mian Mian, you're wrong again." Little Jojo frowned with a serious expression.

Ye Mian smiled embarrassedly, hugged her, and said coquettishly: "Teacher Qiaoqiao, can Mianmian rest for a while?" ”

Qiao Qiao had an expression of "hatred of iron does not become steel", "You can rest." ”

Ye Mian immediately took his mobile phone and handed it to her, "Qiaoqiao, do you miss your father?" You send him a video and ask him where he is now and when he will come to us. ”

She added Qiao Zhanbei's WeChat the day before yesterday.

Jojo raised her eyebrows and shook her head, "I don't want Dad." ”

Ye Mian: "......"

This little girl hasn't seen her father for almost two days, and she doesn't want to, and she doesn't know how to care about him.

What a leaky little padded jacket.

With an empty heart, she nested back on the sofa, looked at the WeChat chat interface with Qiao Zhanbei, and clicked on the video call several times, but when there was no sound, she immediately hung up.

This time, after dialing it, there was a sound, and she hung up in a panic again.

After a while, WeChat had a message.

Qiao Zhanbei: ?

Looking at the screen, Ye Mian was slightly stunned, was he busy? Only a punctuation mark was posted, and it was not immediately called.

Ye Mian: It was Qiao Qiao who dialed it just now, I was afraid that you were busy, so I hung up again, she said that she missed you very much, and asked when you would come to her.

After editing the lie, she clicked send.

She looked at the little man who was twisting the Rubik's cube with a weak heart.

Soon, he was back again.

Qiao Zhanbei: I still have some things, I'll be over later. Please tell her that I miss her too.

Ye Mian looked at the messages on the screen repeatedly, figuring out the other party's emotions.

looked quite cold, and he also used the word "please", a polite and detached feeling.

Her heart sank.

In an instant, a strong sense of loss overwhelmed her.

Ye Mian put down his phone, picked up the pillow, hugged it in his arms, and looked out the window listlessly.

They had only known each other for a few days, so why did she keep thinking about him?

Maybe it's because he's the person she has had the highest number of interactions and the longest since she lost her memory, right?

Except for him, she didn't have any acquaintances in her mind, and she didn't have much contact with Gu Sasa and her aunt.

It must be so.

In the evening, when she heard the doorbell, Ye Mian walked to open the door stupidly, and saw the man outside through the cat's eye, and she instantly lifted her spirits.

It's Qiao Zhanbei.

She returned to the entrance mirror, tidied up her appearance, and then went to open the door.

The man he hadn't seen for the past two days was still delicate from head to toe, with a coat and coat over his broad shoulders and a paper bag in his hand.