Hai Zhuoxuan was originally looking down at the design drawing, but he didn't hear him talking for a long time. When he looked up, Ye Nianmo frowned, his eyes were not on the design draft at all, and his hands were still holding the marker.

It looks like.

"Nian Mo, what's wrong with you?" Hai Zhuoxuan said.

Ye Nianmo pushed the chair away and stood up, picked up the car key and walked outward, and said as he walked, "Give me an hour, and I will leave it to you to do it together."

"Bang." The glass door closed, and Hai Zhuoxuan heard the rush outside, his eyes fell on the cell phone he had put on the table and forgot to take away, and his mind began to turn. What kind of thing could make him forget even his cell phone, Ding Yiyi?

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When Ye Nianmo arrived, Ding Yiyi stubbornly wanted to join the dance team of an old lady.

He strode forward, captured Ding Yiyi, who was blocking an old lady and wanted to dance Xinjiang dance with the other party, and said to the old lady with a look of horror: "Sorry."

"Young man, your wife is like Nezha's death after drinking. She has been jumping for two hours!" The old lady pointed to the beer bottle that was tilted on the stone chair not far away.

Ye Nianmo did not refute the old lady's misunderstanding of the relationship between the two. She pulled Ding Yiyi and wanted to leave, but she refused. She tried her best to walk towards a group of old ladies, while muttering: "How can you find a job so difficult these days, and you won't be allowed to dance.

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Seeing that she was drunk, Ye Nianmo had to stop and coax her patiently: "Let's go and have a rest first, and come back and dance later, okay?"

Ding Yiyi looked at him with bright eyes, her mouth flattened, and said aggrievedly: "You are lying to someone, do you want to force me to drink white wine? That wine is very difficult to drink!"

"Someone forced you to drink?" Ye Nianmo's eyes flashed and his voice became dangerous.

Ding Yiyi sat on the ground without answering, looking up at him. Ye Nianmo half-squatted and looked at her eyes. Her voice was unconsciously soft, and she said with a chuckle: "Today the outdoor temperature is 40 degrees, are you afraid of sitting there?

Is it hot ass?"

Ding Yiyi tilted her head and looked at him, as if she was thinking about something. After a while, she focused her head and said, "Hot! But I can't get up!"

There is really no way to communicate with the drunkard! Ye Nianmo was so angry that she stood up and left her and walked out. She wanted to sit here for one night and one night!

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" A low whimper came from behind him, and the uncles and aunts around came over: "Young man, don't throw your wife here just because she drinks. There are many bad people here!"

Ye Nianmo looked at the old man and aunt around him speechlessly, sighed and walked back to Ding Yiyi. He admitted that when he heard her crying, he had the urge to kiss her.

Ye Nianmo leaned over and looked at Ding Yiyi, who was crying with tears in her eyes. She had to raise her head with difficulty while sitting.

"I'll help you beat up the bad guy who bullied you? Get up from the ground first, otherwise it will be really burnt." Ye Nianmo said softly.

Ding Yiyi lowered her head and thought for a while, then raised her head and pouted her lips and acted coquettishly: "Unless you promise!"

Ye Nianmo felt that she was just coaxing Ye Chuqing when she was a child, but the difficulty coefficient of coaxing Ding Yiyi, who was drunk, was ten times higher than that when she was a child. Seeing that she was reluctant to give in, she had to nod.

"Kiss the cheek!" Ding Yiyi was so drunk that she still vaguely remembered that when she was a child, she would kiss her cheek when she promised to do anything. Perhaps the feeling in front of her was too familiar and warm, so she subconsciously asked to do so.
Chapter completed!