"Old lady, there is a phone call from home." Juma stood beside the landline, holding the phone and shouted loudly.

Mrs. Jiang was talking about Li Mohan’s childhood with Ye Jiuliang, and she responded casually, then looked at Ye Jiuliang, "Xiaojiu, Mama Ju made some dessert for afternoon tea. You go upstairs and ask Ahan to come down to have a meal together."

Ye Jiuliang nodded obediently, "Yes."

Mrs. Jiang got up to answer the phone. Ye Jiuliang ate the last petal of orange and slowly went upstairs.

On the second floor, the door to the study room is open.

Wei Bei came out with the documents and saw Ye Jiuliang coming upstairs, smiling and greeting him, "Ms. Ye is looking for my master?"

Ye Jiuliang nodded, "Is he busy?"

"Not busy." Wei Bei pointed to her in the direction of the study with affectionate heart, "My master is in the study, and Miss Ye can go directly in."

After saying that, he immediately ran away.

Ye Jiuliang looked at the person running downstairs with a strange look. Is she a fierce beast?

As for running so fast?

When she walked to the door of the study, her steps seemed to be filled with lead and could not move.

On the sofa, the man changed into a home clothes, and the clear muscles could be seen in his thin clothes.

The fine golden light shone on him through the window, outlining the man's delicate face. The ancient pool's deep eyes were closed lightly, not knowing what they thought.

However, at this moment, a cigarette was squeezing at the man's fingertips, and sparkling light smoke spread out in the air.

When Ye Jiuliang saw Li Mohan smoking for the first time, he was slightly stunned.

When he came back to his senses, the man had opened his eyes, and the two of them accidentally ran into each other. The surprise that flashed across the girl's face also fell into the man's deep black eyes.

Li Mohan leaned over, pulled out the cigarette butt, and threw it into the trash can beside him.

During this period, Ye Jiuliang had already walked in, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his lips, "I didn't expect that Master Li Wu would smoke, too?"

"Not to smoke." Li Mohan shook his head.

Ye Jiuliang heard this and asked with interest, "Then what was in your hand just now?"

She saw it all and even deny it.

He said, "I ordered it, I didn't smoke."

He doesn't like smoking, but when he is irritated, he will light one and throw it away when it burns out. That's all.

"It's no big deal to smoke, you don't need to explain." Seeing him explaining seriously, Ye Jiuliang felt that he was a little cute inexplicably.

"But the smoke smells bad, so you smoke less, it's bad for your health."

Seeing that she didn't believe it, Li Mohan got up and walked to her, a dark light flashed through his eyes.

"No."

The dry words reveal a bit of stubbornness.

Ye Jiuliang looked at him with a funny look, and his eyes glimpsed at the cigarette box on the table, and casually changed the topic, "Is this brand of cigarettes good? Why do you all like this?"

It seems that every time she sees A Qian and A Chen smoking, she is this cigarette box.

you?

Li Mohan's alarm rings, and he grabs the keyword in her words, and his first reaction is to think of Ji Mingqian.

"You mean Ji Mingqian?"

Ye Jiuliang nodded, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "He smoked fiercely, so I often beat him." She and Arnold both hated the smell of smoke, so as long as Ji Mingqian and Chu Chen smoked in front of them, they would definitely be beaten.

If you didn't say all the words, it would be easy to be misunderstood when you fell into Li Mohan's ears.

In a moment, the man's picturesque eyebrows and eyes were stained with frost, "Are you familiar with him?"

Before he could notice something was wrong with the man, Ye Jiuliang nodded, reached out and picked up the cigarette box and played with it at his fingertips.

"More familiar than me?" The low voice became colder.

Ye Jiuliang looked up at him, and asked with a smile, "Are we familiar with each other?"

Li Mohan frowned and answered the question irrelevantly, "So, Ji Mingqian is more familiar with you than me?"

"hehe."

Finally, he couldn't help laughing. Ye Jiuliang learned from him and asked, "I have known Ji Mingqian for many years, but I have only known you for only a month. If it were you, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Li Mohan felt a thorn in his heart, as if he had bitten a lemon, sour and astringent.

"Li Mohan, what's wrong with you?" Ye Jiuliang asked in confusion as he looked at the man's expression of bitterness and grudges.

Li Mohan lowered his eyes to her, with a deep look, and suddenly asked, "Ji Mingqian is your very good friend?"

"Yeah." She nodded.

"What about me?" A cold voice, a very light tone.

Ye Jiuliang was stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Friend."

"Is that all?" he asked.

"What?" Ye Jiuliang realized that something was wrong with him, and raised his head to face his bottomless cold eyes, with a faint sense of loss.

When I looked at it carefully, my cold eyes had returned to normal, and were calm and unpredictable.

Ye Jiuliang touched the tip of his nose. Could it be that she said something wrong?

After recalling the conversation between the two just now, Ye Jiuliang was still confused and couldn't figure out his thoughts.

She couldn't figure it out, and she didn't want to guess, "Li Mohan, you..."

"Friend, is that all?" A low and hoarse voice interrupted her. Li Mohan's eyebrows and eyes drooped, and complex feelings were pulled deep.

Ye Jiuliang was stunned by his question, and looked up at the dark color in his eyes, as if something was about to break out from the depths of his heart.

Before he could understand, Ye Jiuliang subconsciously suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, grinned, reached out and patted his shoulder, "Of course it's more than that. Anyway, we should still be drinking friends."

His slender wrist was suddenly locked, and Li Mohan looked at her, "You know, that's not what I mean."

Friends, drinkers...

He doesn't want any of them.

All I want is just her.

Ye Jiuliang frowned and tried hard to pull back his hand, but the man held it tighter. She curled the smile from the corner of her mouth, and her tone was cool, "Master Li Wu, I don't know what you mean, please let go."

Before he finished speaking, the atmosphere suddenly became cold.

There is a bit of subtle embarrassment.

Ye Jiuliang narrowed his eyes dangerously, and just as he was about to shake off his hand, he heard the man's low and hoarse voice.

"Feng Yi said I like you, grandma said I like you, and even A Sheng thought so, they all thought I like you."

He speaks very slowly, a little confused, and stubborn.

“…”

Ye Jiuliang stood there in a daze, his clenched fists unconsciously let go.

My mind was blank and my thoughts were confused.

The man's serious expression was reflected in his eyes. She moved her lips and her voice seemed to be blocked, and she could not make any sound.

like?

Li Mohan’s brain circuit is abnormal today, right?

Is he confessing to her?

In a daze, she pulled her hand back in fear, took a step back, and found her voice, "Li Mohan, let's leave this joke until April Fool's Day."

She retreated and he went in.

With a step on her slender legs, she took two steps back.

It was not until they pushed the person to the corner that the two stopped at the same time.

Through her thin clothes and her back against the cold wall, Ye Jiuliang's brain hurts a little, "Don't get close to me anymore, or I'll leave right away."

As the words fell, the man's eyes darkened and his slender body froze.

Seeing that he was no longer approaching, Ye Jiuliang breathed a sigh of relief in secret.

After sorting out her thoughts, she raised her head and met his dark eyes that looked like a black hole. "Li Mohan, you can't just say it casually. Do you know what it is to like? Do you know what it feels to like someone?"

The decisive rulers in the dark palace will also be moved?

Forget it, others won’t believe it, so does her.

If one day he knew that she was the one who had been secretly against him again and again, he would regret knowing her.

Li Mohan pursed his thin lips tightly, "I don't know."

The three short words made Ye Jiuliang suddenly feel relaxed all over.
To be continued...