Chapter 59 Estimate the price of Xiao Yang

Ye Yunshu's heart was beating violently. In the quiet darkness, she could clearly hear her heartbeat.

Xiao Yang's arm bent slightly.

This simple action made Ye Yunshu's whole body tense up.

What to do? Is he going to hug me? But he hasn't officially chased me yet!

Ye Yunshu was thinking about it, and a whirlwind sound came into her ears.

This cry brought the thoughts in Ye Yunshu's mind to abruptly.

She turned her head slightly and saw the man beside her, who had closed his eyes and fell asleep.

While Xiao Yang's condition made Ye Yun breathe a sigh of relief, there was a little unwillingness in his beautiful eyes.

Dead Xiao Yang, stinking Xiao Yang! Am I useless to attract anything? Are you asleep like that?

Ye Yunshu turned around angrily, facing Xiao Yang, bulging her mouth, and her legs were slightly forceful, as if she was venting anger, kicking Xiao Yang's ankle.

Ye Yunshu couldn't help but laughed out loud with a "pop". She carefully looked at the face of the man in front of her. This was the first time she had seen it so carefully.

Ye Yunshu slowly stretched out his hand and placed it on Xiao Yang's face, gently stroked it. The rough skin made Ye Yunshu think of what kind of suffering this man had suffered before.

Ye Yunshu's face was red with shame, she gently shrank her head, and she voluntarily drilled into Xiao Yang's arms. She closed her eyes and lying in Xiao Yang's arms, feeling an unprecedented sense of peace of mind.

When sleepiness came, Ye Yunshu leaned on Xiao Yang's chest, and a tempting curve appeared on the corner of his mouth, and fell asleep.

After Ye Yunshu fell asleep, Xiao Yang slowly opened his eyes. He glanced at the woman in his arms, stretched out his other hand, and hugged her on the woman's slender waist.

The next day, the morning sun shines.

Ye Yunshu opened his eyes in a daze and found that the people around him were gone. This empty feeling made Ye Yunshu feel a little disappointed.

After rubbing his sleepy eyes, Ye Yunshu got up from the bed. As soon as he left the door, he saw Milan sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking at him with a smile on his face.

As soon as Milan saw Ye Yunshu coming out of the bedroom, she teased and said, "Oh, damn girl, I got up quite early, it's not right. Your walking hasn't changed much. You won't be a saint again last night, right?"

"What are you talking about?" Ye Yunshu gave Milan a white look, "Where is uncle and aunt?"

"The company has been very busy recently. They went out early in the morning and didn't even eat breakfast."

"Oh." Ye Yunshu nodded, and didn't ask any more questions, his eyes kept watching the room.

"What are you looking for? Looking for a man?" Milan got up, swayed to Ye Yunshu, and looked Ye Yunshu up and down, "Tsk tsk tsk, this Xiao Yang, Liu Xiahui, such a big beauty, I slept with her arms all night and did nothing? It's not that I said, I look down on him!"

"Hey! It's not good to say bad things behind your back!" The door of Milan's house was opened from outside, and Xiao Yang walked in from outside.

"Damn, why do you have the key to my house?" Milan compared Xiao Yang with a middle finger.

"Hehe." Xiao Yang narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Last night, Uncle Xiao had already recognized me as his godson, so he naturally gave me a key."

Xiao Yang raised his hand, and the one hanging on his hand was the key to Milan's home.

"Okay, you, even if you enter my house, you will be my boss." Milan rolled her eyes and urged, "Hurry up and ask your wife to clean up, the art exhibition will begin, and you can't even find a parking spot if you don't go!"

When Ye Yunshu saw Xiao Yang, he thought of what happened last night. He actually got into the man's arms on his own initiative. She felt her face burning. Without saying a word, she got into the bathroom and started washing.

Master Figuere's art exhibition starts at 10 a.m., at the Art Center in Hangzhou.

As a world-famous master of painting, Master Ferge is good at painting in several styles, and the meaning expressed in the painting is also worthy of deep thought. For those who like to paint, Master Ferge's art exhibition is definitely a pleasure.

This art exhibition attracted too many people. Xiao Yang and the other two arrived one time before the exhibition started, and they barely found a parking space, which was still far from the art center.

As soon as they walked to the entrance of the exhibition, Xiao Yang and the other two saw an annoying figure.

Yang Haifeng stood in front of the art exhibition door, beside him, and followed a middle-aged man.

While Xiao Yang and the other two saw Yang Haifeng, Yang Haifeng also saw the three of them.

"Ha, I admire your courage. I thought you had left Hangzhou City overnight!" Yang Haifeng spoke without hesitation when he saw Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang also smiled, "I admire your courage too. Your face doesn't hurt anymore, and you dare to talk to me like this?"

Xiao Yang raised his palms. This action made Yang Haifeng subconsciously take two steps back, then he thrust his chest, "Zi, I don't want to have such fearless arguments with you. Look at your outfit. If you don't know how to draw, don't pretend."

Xiao Yang didn't speak. He had heard too much of this kind of ridicule during this period.

Yang Haifeng looked at Xiao Yang's appearance that he didn't take him seriously and snorted coldly, "Let's take a look!"

There is still one time before the exhibition begins. There is already a long queue at the entrance of the art center. Milan calculated that if you have to check tickets one by one, you will have to wait for a long time just in front of you. After all, this is Master Firge's tour art exhibition. Each painting in it is worth a thousand gold, so the security naturally needs to be done quite well.

It was really boring to wait here. Milan's eyes turned around and finally put them on Xiao Yang and kept watching. She snapped her fingers and pulled Ye Yunshu's arm, "Let's go, Yunshu, take you to an interesting place!"

After Milan finished speaking, she pulled Ye Yunshu to the other side without waiting for Ye Yunshu to answer.

Ye Yunshu followed Milan in confusion, not knowing what Milan was going to do.

Xiao Yang doesn’t care. Wherever Ye Yunshu goes, he will be finished.

About fifteen minutes away from the Art Center, Ye Yunshu saw the four big words "Talent Market".

The signboard of this talent market is printed on an administrative building.

Ye Yunshu was a little confused, "Milan, why are you here for? Are you going to recruit workers?"

"No, I'll give you an estimate of the 20,000 yuan per month husband to see how much you have earned!" Milan narrowed her eyes and pulled Ye Yunshu, then walked into the talent market.

Xiao Yang followed the two women, a little speechless, gave him an estimate? What's the price?
Chapter completed!