At noon, Ye Nianmo took Ding Yiyi to the restaurant for dinner. The waiter brought two glasses of peach juice, "Hello, this is the free drink provided by the hotel today."

Ding Yiyi's scalp went numb as soon as she smelled the peach juice, and she was worried that Ye Nianmo would find out something was wrong with her. She looked at him carefully, but found that he seemed to be stuck in some kind of memory, staring at the liquid in the cup in trance.

He turned away his eyes for a long time, but found that the beautiful woman opposite seemed to be resisting the glass of peach juice, "You don't like it?"

Ding Yiyi was surprised at his observation skills. Out of guilt, she hurriedly shook her head, "No."

Ye Nianmo raised his eyebrows, becoming even more suspicious of this woman. She seemed to want to deliberately distance herself from him?

He reached out and pushed the peach juice in front of Ding Yiyi, his eyes full of inquiry.

The glass of peach juice in front of her was like a beckoning devil. Ding Yiyi swallowed her saliva and slowly took the glass. The strong aroma of fruit hit her face. With the people in front of her looking at her, she had no choice but to pick up the glass.

The light yellow liquid flowed into her mouth, and her taste buds were all filled with the taste of peach. She took a sip and then put it down, lowering her head to cut the steak and eat it.

Ye Nianmo didn't say anything during the whole process. After eating, he got on the elevator. A drunk man stumbled out of the elevator door. Ding Yiyi couldn't dodge and was hit, and her body leaned towards Ye Nianmo.

Ye Nianmo watched indifferently as the woman in front of him hit the elevator door. She rubbed her nose in pain and kicked the elevator door as if she was upset.

He looked at her, but couldn't help but think of Ding Yiyi. That woman was like that. She would wrinkle her nose when she was hit, and when she was upset, she would kick something that hit her.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Ding Yiyi was mercilessly pulled out of the elevator, and Ye Nianmo returned to the elevator, his peripheral vision not even lingering on her face.

Ding Yiyi watched in surprise as the elevator door closed again. She felt her arm was itchy and subconsciously reached out to scratch it. Many red spots immediately appeared on her arm.

As soon as she returned to the room, there were many small red spots not only on her arms, but also on her neck. Along with a headache and shortness of breath, she lay down on the bed and rolled uncomfortably.

It felt like there were thousands of ants crawling on her body, but she could do nothing. She could only lie in bed and bite the quilt, her tears soaking the pillow. In the darkness, she struggled alone.

Her skin became more itchy! She rushed into the bathroom and opened her hair. The night in Las Vegas brought a chill that penetrated the bone marrow. The cold water wet her body and relieved the itching. She lay in the corner and shivered.

Shaking, I could only rely on the photo on my phone to keep cheering me up.

Bar outside hotel

Ye Nianmo drank the liquid in the cup in one gulp, took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, shook it open under the dim light, and read every word.

The words inside were so ruthless that it drove people crazy, but he read them very seriously, and there was even a bit of warmth in his eyes.

The night was long, he was alone in the bar getting drunk, and she was lonely but had no one to accompany her.

At four o'clock in the morning, Ding Yiyi, who had finally fallen asleep wrapped in a blanket, was shaken awake. She stood up in a daze, and the blanket fell to her shoulders without noticing. She only said: "What's the matter?"

"Put your clothes on." Ye Nianmo's voice was cold, and he quickly walked out of the door with his back to her.

Ding Yiyi woke up immediately, looked down and immediately got into bed in shame. The blush on her face did not fade away until she went out.
Chapter completed!