Even his body is wet and sticky. If he doesn't take a shower soon, he will really go crazy!

Jiang Wenli frowned and said nothing more.

After a while, Ji Chenyi walked out of the bathroom. It was too late, and he was very tired, so he had no intention of going back to the apartment or Ji's house, and planned to stay in the hospital overnight.

"Which girl, what do you think?" Jiang Wenli still couldn't help asking.

Ji Chenyi frowned upwards: "As I said just now, I'm just in the good-feeling stage now."

"Since you have a good impression, let's get along and see." Looking at his reaction, Jiang Wenli didn't say anything. Anyway, many relationships start with a good impression.

Chen Yuanyuan cannot get pregnant, and the Ji family's incense cannot be cut off in her hands. Now that the two of them have developed to this point, she is also happy to see it happen.

Now that the two are divorcing, it just suits her. When Chen Yi finds someone to marry again, she must first go for a full body check-up. This is the most important thing and the first thing to do.

The next day, Ji Chenyi went to the restaurant. Chen Haoyu would always make harassing phone calls from time to time, so naturally he could not avoid irritating him deeply.

"I heard that Teacher Ye went to the restaurant yesterday and caused a scene in the restaurant?"

"Why are you so interested in gossip all day long?" He was in a irritable mood.

"It's true that I heard what you said. Teacher Ye is quite powerful." Chen Haoyu seemed to be gloating: "By the way, I heard that the woman you had a crush on also passed by?"

Ji Chenyi's brows furrowed even more tightly. Just as he was about to speak, Chen Haoyu's voice floated over again: "Okay, since you have a good impression, let's develop it well. I wish you happiness in advance."

Since he doesn't want Chen Yuanyuan and wants another woman, then just go for it. It's not suitable for outsiders to interfere in this kind of thing.

Although, to be honest, he thinks that the witch Chen Yuanyuan is really good.

Anxiety emerged in his heart. Before Chen Haoyu finished speaking, Ji Chenyi had already hung up the phone.

At noon, Mu Ying'er came over again, bringing an electric fan.

There is no air conditioning in the batching room, and it cannot be installed. However, as long as the electric fan is powered on, it can blow out the air without any impact.

"There is no way to dispel the heat, but you can blow off the sweat, which is better than suffocating." Mu Ying'er said.

Ji Chenyi raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at her twice. Mu Ying'er's cheeks couldn't help but be slightly red, but her bright eyes were still looking at him clearly.

He nodded without saying anything else, and turned on the electric fan. The sweat on his face was indeed able to dissipate, and it was no longer so wet and sticky, becoming comfortable and clean.

Mu Ying'er hadn't left yet. She stood there, unable to speak.

"Is there anything else?" Ji Chenyi asked.

"I...I...don't know how the president feels about me?" She wrung her fingers under the table and finally punctured the layer of window paper.

Mu Ying'er felt that it wasn't that she was impatient, but that she kept being like this and couldn't explain it clearly. She had no bottom.

Whether she feels it or not, she wants to know the answer as soon as possible.

Ji Chenyi was speechless, his eyes fixed on her, staring at her, as if he wanted to see through her alive.

Facing such a deep and oppressive gaze, Mu Ying'er felt that she couldn't breathe, and could no longer look at him or avoid him.

Then, this silent atmosphere continued to flow between the two of them.

It was too oppressive, and Mu Ying'er really felt that she couldn't bear it. Her head lowered, her eyes fell to the ground, and she could no longer look at him.

She was regretting whether she shouldn't have asked that question just now.

And just when she was still thinking wildly, Ji Chenyi's deep voice floated over: "It feels good, and I do have a good impression."

Hearing this, Mu Ying'er's blush became more and more obvious.

What she guessed was not wrong, he did have a crush on her, and he had already admitted it!

Mu Ying'er had never been very courageous, but now she was very bold. She suddenly raised her head and looked at Ji Chenyi with her bright eyes: "Then let's try it..."

She is indeed timid, but if she has something to say, she can say it. After all, love is hers and she can only fight for it.

However, to be honest, she also felt that she was particularly brave at this moment. After saying such words, she was frightened and uneasy, not knowing what his answer would be.

Ji Chenyi just responded, casually rolled up the white shirt on his arm, and then continued his work.

Mu Ying'er was as stunned as a sculpture. She couldn't bring herself to return to her senses. Did she hear it correctly? Although he just responded calmly without any emotion, it was still an answer to her!

She felt that she was dreaming, her hands dropped and pinched her thighs, and she felt clear tingling sensations, indicating that it was not a dream.

It was just a light response, but it was enough to make Mu Ying'er happy and at a loss. In any case, he finally expressed his stance to her, didn't he?

His statement was that he was willing to try it out with himself. Such a result could be described as great news to him!

Compared to her excitement and unspeakable joy, Ji Chenyi's reaction was very dull, without much emotional ups and downs, giving people an unusually calm feeling.

When Mu Ying'er left the restaurant that day, the smile on her face never stopped. After all, she was still young and didn't know how to restrain her emotions. Whatever she thought in her heart would show on her face.

The other side.

Chen Yuanyuan is sitting on the plane. She is wearing sunglasses, exquisite pumps, and a long white skirt. She wears a fringed cardigan casually. She is dressed simply and casually, but she combines her beauty and beauty.

The elegant temperament is undoubtedly revealed.

She is now heading to a place where a grand beauty is waiting for her, that is - Niagara Falls.

On the computer, she had seen its strong and majestic figure, like a lion roaring, and then she impulsively and simply got on the plane.

This is a real just-go trip, with no purpose and no plan. She can go wherever she wants. Wherever the beautiful scenery impresses her, she will run there.

However, being on a plane for a long time made Chen Yuanyuan's stomach feel a little uncomfortable. It kept churning. The nauseating feeling could no longer be suppressed. She took away the blanket from her body, covered her mouth, and walked towards the bathroom.

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The bathroom door was not locked. She pushed it casually and the door was pushed open. However, when she saw the scene in front of her, her almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly.

There is a man sitting on the toilet. A few buttons of his white shirt are unbuttoned on his chest. His strong chest is rising and falling. His wheat-colored skin and strong chest muscles are full of wild flavor.

The man's face was very handsome. Perhaps because of his mixed race, his already profound facial features became more upright, like a sculpture.

He was sitting on the toilet, his chest still heaving, obviously solving important issues in his life.

Chen Yuanyuan really couldn't bear it any longer. The acidic breath had rushed to her throat. She didn't shy away from paying attention. She just stepped into the bathroom and ran to the sink to vomit.

She vomited so violently that she almost vomited out all her breakfast.

The man was very surprised, his eyes swept over his situation, and then landed on Chen Yuanyuan's back.

Chen Yuanyuan was still vomiting, and in the end she even vomited out stomach acid. She drank two mouthfuls of water, rinsed her mouth, and then leaned there to catch her breath, not caring about the man sitting on the toilet.

"Xiaolongbao, tofu pudding, spicy tofu, crab porridge and soy milk..." The man smelled the scents flowing in the air, and then said the names one by one; "How much did you eat in the morning? The taste of the mixture is indeed

It doesn’t smell very good, it seems that it didn’t ferment very well in your stomach.”

Only then did she gain some energy. Chen Yuanyuan stood up straight, raised her lips, and with a cold smile on her brows and eyes, she glanced at him up and down: "You are constipated, can't you pull it out?"

The man's handsome eyebrows furrowed and he coughed twice. It was obvious that he had been hit. But then again, this woman looked elegant, but she was so vulgar when she opened her mouth!

"Take your time and work hard, take a deep breath, and exert more force on your chest, it will eventually come out. I wish you success." After saying this, Chen Yuanyuan turned and left.

For her, this was just an insignificant interlude. She sat down in her seat, drank a few sips of warm water, and flipped through a magazine out of boredom. It was a French fashion magazine, which contained the most popular fashion outfits.

Suddenly, a deep and pleasant voice came from behind; "We meet again."

She turned around and saw the man she had just met in the bathroom who was constipated and had not closed the bathroom door. He said indifferently and continued to flip through the magazine.

This slightly indifferent reaction did not affect the man's interest at all. He continued, "My name is Ouyang Ye."

"Return to the surname?" Chen Yuanyuan raised her eyebrows when she heard the surname.

"Yes, I am of mixed Chinese and French descent, and my surname is my mother's." Ouyang Ye has white and neat teeth, enough to appear in a toothpaste commercial.

When I first saw him, I thought he was a mixed-race person, and my guess was indeed correct. The outline of a mixed-race person is deeper and more three-dimensional than that of an ordinary person.

Afterwards, Chen Yuanyuan continued to flip through fashion magazines, while Ouyang Ye kept talking in her ear enthusiastically.

In a short period of time, Chen Yuanyuan already knew his birth date, his family status, and, yes, his profession as a model.

After he reminded her, she closed the magazine and realized that the man on the cover of the magazine was him.

When he learned that Chen Yuanyuan was going to Niagara Falls, the smile on Ouyang Ye's thin lips became thicker. That was also his destination.

He had been cordially inviting Chen Yuanyuan to accompany him, but she was not very enthusiastic and casually said that she had other arrangements for her itinerary.

"That's a pity." Ouyang Ye felt very sorry; "But I wish you a pleasant journey!"

"Thank you." Chen Yuanyuan replied, put down the magazine, leaned on her seat and closed her eyes to rest.

Ouyang Ye's long legs were crossed casually, leaning on the seat, and he was also flipping through a magazine. The flight attendant frequently cast her eyes over him from time to time, but he didn't react much.

After a moment, he looked up and saw Chen Yuanyuan curled up in a ball, smiling deeply and charmingly at the stewardess: "Bring me a blanket, thank you."

The stewardess walked in with a red face, and when she came out again, she held a blanket and handed it to him.

However, Ouyang Ye stood up and gently covered Chen Yuanyuan, his deep eyebrows raised, she was really a special woman!

I'm afraid this is what it means to have a bad year. Not long after Chen Yuanyuan got off the plane, her suitcase was lost.

She was unfamiliar with the place, so she was standing on the street a little confused. At this moment, a tall figure loomed over her, it was the man on the plane.

"I think maybe you need my help." Ouyang Ye pulled the single-lever suitcase. He had a handsome face and his slender body was slightly bent at this time. The watch on his wrist reflected the light in the sun.

Chen Yuanyuan nodded; "Yes, I think so too."

Even if she calls the police, they don't know when they will be able to help her handle the matter. All her belongings are in the suitcase, and she has no money on her.
To be continued...