Ye Qingshu raised his eyes to look at him.

When I looked up and met the man's smiling eyes, it was an indescribable bright light, so close that it seemed as if the stars in the sky could be picked off with just a raising hand.

Ye Qingshu's heart suddenly jumped up. She hurriedly lowered her head, stuffed the remaining half of the pancake into her mouth, and said vaguely: "Well, it's delicious."

As he said that, he walked quickly to his home.

When he arrived at the door, Ye Qingshu was about to say goodbye, but Yan Xiusheng shouted: "Miss Ye, please wait."

Ye Qingshu stopped and turned to look: "Is there anything wrong with Mr. Yan?"

Yan Xiusheng's eyes fell on her face.

When Ye Qingshu was seen by those eyes, she was a little nervous for no reason, and she opened her eyes wide.

Yan Xiusheng raised his hand, and his slender fingers gently fell to the corner of the girl's mouth.

Ye Qingshu hurriedly wanted to retreat, but heard Yan Xiusheng's voice sounding in a low voice: "Don't move."

Then, brushed the corner of her mouth.

Ye Qingshu held his breath and felt a little fire boiling from the corner of his mouth, and his whole face became hot.

The man retracted his hand.

When Ye Qingshu saw his fingers, his face suddenly became hotter.

The man's hand that seemed to have been cut off was covered with a little red tomato sauce.

Ye Qingshu was almost embarrassed and died of embarrassment.

Yan Xiusheng explained: "Sorry, occupational disease."

"It's okay." Ye Qingshu said embarrassedly. Scientists must not tolerate any dirty things in their experiments.

She hurriedly reached out to get the paper to wipe his hands clean, but found that she didn't carry the paper at all.

Yan Xiusheng said lightly: "I'll do it myself."

Ye Qingshu said "hmm" and then said "See you tomorrow", then hurriedly entered the door.

Yan Xiusheng looked at the girl's closed door, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked down at the little ketchup on his fingers, and the girl's appearance appeared in front of him.

A snow-white and clear face and red lips, at the beginning, were alert and alienated, as if they were afraid of him.

Avoid him like a beast?

Yan Xiusheng raised his hand and put the little tomato sauce between his lips and teeth. It was something more delicious than before, as if the sweet and soft lips that seemed like roses when touching the corner of the girl's mouth.

The man's ruthless eyes suddenly surged in a dark look. He closed his eyes and pressed the growing madness deep in his eyes.

Asu, you are mine.

It can only be mine.

*

Ye Qingshu felt that all the embarrassing things he had encountered over the years had been encountered by Yan Xiusheng.

It's really a bit embarrassing to make a fool of Mr. Yan like a fairy figure.

However, as long as it has nothing to do with others, you can make a fool of yourself.

As soon as he entered the room, Dahei squatted in front of the cat food bowl with a world-weary face. Ye Qingshu believed that if he could roll his eyes, he would have rolled himself hundreds of them now. He came back late and could not feed it with cat food in time.

She went to find cat food and poured it on.

Dahei glanced at the cat food, then raised his paws and pushed the cat bowl hard.

Ye Qingshu wanted to laugh, why? Today I want to be a cat with only temper?

But today it was indeed her fault. She took the can and put a spoonful of it in it. Dahei looked at the canned tuna spoon, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and pushed the bowl a little, so Ye Qingshu added two more spoons into the cat bowl. This time Dahei took the cat bowl over with one hand, lowered his head and started eating. After taking a few bites, he looked up and looked at Qingshu. Ye Qingshu had to walk away, so it lowered its head and started eating.

Ye Qingshu then went to cook by himself. He came back late tonight and didn't cook. He simply took some noodles and put them in kimchi.

She looked at the kimchi and wondered whether to send some to Mr. Yan, but then she thought about it and let it go, it was still too presumptuous.

So she put the kimchi back.

After washing up, she returned to the room, then lay barefoot on the bed and took out her notebook.

She wrote it.

"dad:

——The golden rice fields covered with light mist under the rising sun are very beautiful.

——The straw piles piled up in the rice fields are very beautiful.”

She paused and then wrote down again.

“——That Mr. Yan is also very good.”

In this world, things that make you feel beautiful and happy are worth recording. Dad said, don’t remember things that make you sad and painful, just record the beauty, then there will only be beauty in your life.

She closed the notebook, put it in the drawer, then picked up her phone and opened the album.

The boy who used to be in the album has grown into a burning young man.

She turned off her phone and then closed her eyes to sleep.

Ye Qingshu slept for half a night and was woken up by Dahei's butt.

Although Dahei's temper grew, as an old man in his family, he was spoiled by his grandparents and lawless, he usually sat on his butt in the morning, but now it is midnight.

She turned on the desk lamp, hugged Dahei from her face, and looked at it speechlessly.

Dahei whined anxiously at her and ran towards the window.

Ye Qingshu sat on the bed without moving.

Dahei grabbed the wooden window again.

What happened?

Ye Qingshu had never encountered Da Hei like this, but hesitated for a while, then put on his coat and followed it.

Has the family been thieves?

It's impossible, it's impossible that she can't hear it.

Thinking of this, Dahei had already jumped into the yard, jumped onto the wall, and ran towards the yard where Yan Xiusheng was.

Is there something wrong with Mr. Yan?

Ye Qingshu didn't think much about it, jumped, jumped gently from the window, and then followed Dahei and silently arrived at Yan Xiusheng's yard.

She was like a cat, but it was lighter than a cat, falling on the tiles without a sound.

The light on Yan Xiusheng's second floor was still on, and the window was half open. You could see a computer and a cup of boiling water on the workbench. The boiling water was still steaming slightly, but the person disappeared.

Something happened to Mr. Yan?

Dahei stopped there and stretched his claws at her anxiously.

Ye Qingshu followed behind it.

Dahei stopped on a flying eaves on the second floor.

Ye Qingshu stepped over gently.

Dahei approached the gap in the window and took a look, then looked at Ye Qingshu as if anxiously.

What happened?

Ye Qingshu squatted and leaned over, then put his eyes into the gap.

The very soft light was filled with a faint mist. There was a small table-like thing opposite her window. I don’t know what it was, but her eyes looked along the table and looked opposite.

Her body suddenly stiffened.

The man's naked body seemed to be carved from jade, and it shone with a moist light under the light, with an indescribable force, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and every line was impeccable.

He was about to take a shower.

The man turned his back to her, untied his belt, pulled it aside, and put it next to him. The buckle refracted the metal light under the light.

The trousers fell.

Ye Qingshu blushed and was about to close her eyes, a cat jumped up lightly, just blocking her peeping eyes.

The beautiful big cat that Yan Xiu raised was squatting opposite a window, facing Ye Qingshu's eyes.
Chapter completed!