Ye Yan slept for an afternoon, and when Ye Weilan entered, she was already awake.

"It just so happened that I made chicken soup." Ye Weilan smiled on her face, walked over with the tray in her hand, and served a bowl for her.

Ye Yan was really hungry. Ye Weilan was good at craftsmanship. She ate a lot. After putting down the bowl, she turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ye Weilan dragged her chin with her simple white hands: "Xiao Jiu will be at the Ogura family tomorrow. I'm going to see him. Do you want to go with me?"

Ye Yan shook his head without any hesitation: "I won't go."

It's only more than twenty days before Yisa's engagement. The two big families have gotten married, and the show must be very big. Why should she find abuse?

Ye Weilan patted her shoulder and went out with the bowl.

She went back to the room to take a shower, put on a bathrobe, dripping with wet, and crawled into Qi Ye's arms. Her simple white hands were pressed against his chest to keep warm, and she said bitterly: "It's a bit cold..."

Qi Ye put down what he was looking at, pulled up her head, picked up the hair dryer on the bedside table and blew it slowly.

Ye Weilan narrowed her eyes as comfortable as a cat, rubbing her arms again and again.

Qi Ye gently stroked her head with slender fingers and blew it dry one by one. When he finished blowing his head and looked down, the person lying in his arms was already asleep. Two dimples were rippling on his little white face, and his eyebrows and eyes were stretched, which showed a lot of enjoyment.

Qi Ye smiled, covered her with the quilt, and after that, he picked up the things at hand and continued to watch.

These are all information from the Presbyterian Church. In order to prevent him from taking over successfully, those people will definitely secretly stumbling. What he wants to do is to step on one and kill two!

...

The night is quiet.

A slender shadow quietly penetrated into the palace where Ye Weilan lived.

Qi Ye, who stayed up late to read the information, slid his eyelids, threw away the things he had read in his hand, turned off the light, and hugged the warm, fragrant, soft and jade in his arms to sleep.

In the room next door, Ye Yan suddenly opened her eyes, and her pure pupils flashed with clear light. She quietly touched the knife under the pillow.

Under the dark light, a slender figure stood in front of her bed, surrounded by a cold air like orchids and snow. The eyes that fell on her face were as hot as fire.

Ye Yan frowned and raised his hand to press the switch at the head of the bed.

The lights are bright.

The boy standing by the bed, dressed in black white, had a beautiful face like a stream of clouds and moon, his eyes as dark as the night, and a rare beauty on earth.

Ye Yan stroked his forehead and called his name: "Yisa."

Yi Sa pursed her lips: "I thought you had forgotten what I was called."

Ye Yan paused for a while: "You know that's impossible."

He occupied her life memories for more than 20 years, beautiful, joyful, touched, lonely... She will never forget him in her life.

This sentence seemed to please him. Yi Sa sat down, raised her hand and pressed her shoulder, her eyes lightened a little: "He hurt you again."

A little blameless tone.

Ye Yan was funny: "I'm very happy. I like Xiaoxue and Lan. You know, they are really kind to me."

Yisa looked at her smiling face, which was more warm and soft than when she was in the Ogura family before.

"That woman possessed the disaster star. I asked you to follow her to take care of you, not to let you block the knife for her." Yi Sa's expression was a little sinister.
Chapter completed!