As soon as the taxi left, the door opened, Edward came out, staring at the direction she left, and it was not until the night fog was stronger and he turned back to the house.

The light of the lamp in the house is still warm, but the empty house is the only one. He walked to the wall and took out the notebook after oil painting.

Holding the laptop's hands with blue tendons, then loosened weakly. He opened the notebook and started page by page.

Suddenly the doorbell rang, and when he moved, would she be here? It must be that she would come.

Opening the door with a jumping mood, he raised his eyebrows after seeing the person standing outside the door, "Are you?"

Ding Yiyi was even more embarrassed when she arrived at the hotel. She knew that she should not be too close to the Ye family. She decided not to do Ding Yiyi again, but there were too many variables. Whether it was Haizi or Ye Nianmo.

She turned around and wanted to leave, but the door suddenly opened. Ye Nianmo watched her, and then seemed to think of something to turn around to see the room where Haizi met.

"Zi Yu said that she had a stomachache." He looked at her sideways.

Ding Yiyi was in a hurry, "Stomach hurts, then go to the hospital quickly!"

He brought a hint of helplessness and smile in his eyebrows, "No need now."

Ding Yiyi came in inexplicably, "She just called me just now, and it was about to leave, so let me take a look at her."

The two pushed open the door gently, but the culprit had long been unable to resist sleep, and lying on her back and sleeping.

"This child, really." Ding Yiyi said with a smile, and she didn't see anger on her face. She really liked this cute and ancient girl.

Ye Nianmo took out two bottles of red wine from the wine cabinet. "Since it is here, do you want to drink two cups?"

She raised her eyebrows, "My wine is not good."

"I know." He poured a little red wine in one goes, and the other tall cup was full, and the less cup was handed to her.

She took it silently. Whenever he showed the kind of expression about herself, she would be uncomfortable. She always felt that she was playing another person.

Ye Nianmo looked at her like this, and knew that he was thinking about it. He sighed and put the glass on the table.

Ding Yiyi's heart was still tangled with pain, the red wine glass on his wrist was taken away, and then his body was shaking, and his back had been at the edge of the table.

Ye Nianmo stared tightly at her, reached out to sweep the things on the table, and she circled her waist with vigorous hands and hugged her on the table.

The buttocks touching the cold marble desktop made Ding Yiyi clear for a moment. The warm body in the next second has been covered.

"I found," His voice is hoarse and low, just like Chunchun's wine, the entrance is melted, "the only way to stop you from thinking is ..."

The sound disappeared in her throat, she suddenly opened her eyes, and in addition to being surprised in the pupils, she was at a loss.

She wanted to grab a piece to slow down her panic, but reached out but touched his arms on both sides of her body. The cold and cold collision, burning her fingers.

He let go of her until he didn't breathe smoothly, "What are you thinking now?"

She stared at the man who was always able to make her unexpectedly in front of her, and the reason gradually returned. She fists at him.

Ye Nianmo did not hide, and she beat herself, and she caught her wrist until she vented almost.

Ding Yiyi's face turned red, she looked at him angrily, then turned and left.
Chapter completed!