"Tantrums?" Toyama's eyes darkened. "How do you know I'm going to lose my temper?" his voice was a little hoarse, as if he was really ready to "have a seizure".

"Didn't you say that I am a thoughtful and rich person?" Leng Yue smiled and said, "Of course I can see, hear, experience, and think." Her eyes looked at him more tenderly. "You're unhappy, aren't you?"

"Very unhappy......"

Yuanshan was stunned, and then stared at her.

"Never look into someone else's heart. His eyes flashed, and he shook his head again: "Because that's a very nasty thing!" Yuan Shan said bluntly: "You are tantamount to stripping others of their clothes and forcing others to meet you! This is extremely impolite and hateful!"

"Thank you for telling me!"

Leng Yue straightened up.

"I thought I could explore!" she lowered her eyelashes and whispered, "Because, someone else probed me first, I didn't expect it......" Her eyes widened, and she turned and walked towards the door. "You're still ......"

Yuanshan was stunned and hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"

"It's time for me to let the wind out, Toyama-san. She stopped and smiled naturally: "In a moment, your sister and brother-in-law will come to accompany you!"

"Wait!" Yuan Shan glared at Leng Yue angrily. "We're not done yet!"

"We don't have anything to talk about!" Leng Yue put away her smile and glared at him as well: "Because, we are not in an equal position!" Her hand pressed the doorknob, ready to leave at any time. But she couldn't help but peek at his childlike expression. "I'm only responsible for taking care of your life, not for your mood, and not for talking to you. She said.

"Hey, hey!" Yuanshan shouted loudly, "You are not allowed to go!"

"Why?"

She asked with a smile.

"Because ......"

"Because," Leng Yue said, "I'm also an ordinary person, and I also have my own schedule." Her beautiful big eyes were wide open. "Now, it's time for rest and free time!"

"I'll pay you overtime!!"

"I'm sorry!"

Leng Yue smiled.

"I don't want to work overtime today!"

With that, she opened the door and walked out quickly.

*

The day went by.

After dinner, Leng Yue didn't go to accompany Yuanshan again, she went straight back to her bedroom.

After a busy day, it's time for her to rest.

I washed up briefly, turned on the lamp, and sat down at the table.

She felt something rushing through her blood, something rushing out of her, and she had the desire to write.

She opened the laptop she had brought, and she pondered...... What to write? A sequel to "Promised Afterlife"?

Yes, this should be her best subject matter at the moment, and it is also a masterpiece that she should complete. Because of the success of the work "Promise to Afterlife", many readers are still unsatisfied, especially her old readers, who want to know the final fate of the hero and heroine.

Even she herself - she wanted to know!

She thought of all kinds of beginnings, all kinds of ends, all kinds of storylines, and all kinds of ups and downs in her brain.

All of a sudden, she was crazy, confused, and distracted...... I think that my eyes are wet and my nose is sour.

Two hours passed in a flash, and slipped away in her imagination...... The night is unconsciously deep.

She glanced up at the quartz clock, which pointed to eleven twenty o'clock, and she jumped for a moment, because she had work to do tomorrow.

She quickly turned off the computer.

She changed into her pajamas, turned off the lights, and lay down in bed.

She lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, but still not sleepy.

She couldn't help but laugh dumbly when she thought about the day she spent with Yuanshan and the happy scene of the interesting conversation between them.

Thinking that she had finally come to his side, that she could finally see him, take care of him, and chat with him, a warm and drowsy mood suddenly surged in her heart.

She felt that her limbs were limp, as if a gentle wave was enrolling her...... She hoped to sleep peacefully in her imagination and sleep until dawn, but it backfired, and she became more energetic.

She got up and leaned against the window.

Seeing the bright moon in the sky, the night outside the window is as bright as day, the garden downstairs is full of flowers, and the treetops of the peach, plum and willow have already swept over the wall.

How quiet! How warm!

She opened the window, and through the screen, a cool night breeze blew outside. She took a deep breath of the cool wind and bathed herself in it.

Her hair was flying, and her clothes were fluttering.

After a long while, she left the window. She stretched her arms and did two more stretches, and in good spirits, she went downstairs to the study downstairs.

She wanted to find a novel to hypnotize, but when she reached the door of the study, she hesitated...... Because through the glass door, she could see that the light in the study was on.

Stopping at the door, she wondered if she wanted to go in.

"Who's—who's standing there?"

Hearing Guo Jia's voice, Leng Yue's heart sank!

She thought that she would never see him again in this life, she would never see him again, she would never see him again, she didn't want to see him! But he—he appeared so unexpectedly! Moreover, she never dreamed that he would be Xiaoxi's father and her son's future father-in-law!

Is she looking forward to meeting him?

Twenty-five years have passed, the past is like smoke, and they have all become parents. Do you want to run away from him? There is no reason to run away from him.

"Me, Ye Shuang!"

Leng Yue had to speak.

When the voice of the cold moon broke the silent night and woke Guo Jia up like thunder, Guo Jia's heart jumped violently!

His muscles tensed! He heard his own voice, hoarse and unsteady:

"Please come in!"

The door opened, and Leng Yue walked in.

Her steps are light and elegant, and that noble temperament is naturally revealed in a raise of hand and a throw. What makes Guo Jia's eyes shine even more is that the cold moon under the light is even more beautiful and extraordinary, beautiful and compelling!

She had changed her outfit from head to toe, the bun on her head was loosened, and her shoulders were covered with long hair as shiny as water, and the ends of her hair were still naturally curled.

She wore a pale pink dressing gown that reached to her ankles and a dark pink satin ribbon tied around her waist. Her fair face was flushed, and her tiny lips were flushed.

Guo Jia remembered the words of the ancients: "The lips are red without dotting, and the eyebrows are green without painting." "Plus that sparkling eyewave, that almost holy smile.

Oh my God, how much she resembles the cold moon, how she resembles the cold moon! She is as elegant as a god! And that smile comes from the mortal world!