Ye Weilan stayed at Tang Xiaochi's house for three days and finally regained her former radiance.

Tang's mother regarded her as half of her daughter and made a lot of soup for her.

During this period, I was frequently asked why my spirits were so depressed, and Miss Ye was all bitter.

Can she say it was caused by excessive indulgence?

Although it is about food, sex, Qi Ye's energy is really not something that ordinary women can bear.

The young master made a phone call every day in the past three days, but nothing happened.

On the afternoon of the third day, Ye Weilan bid farewell to the Tang family and returned to Lanze Garden.

The courtyard is very quiet.

Ye Weilan originally thought Qi Ye would wait for her, but she didn't see anyone, and a hint of loss surged in her heart.

The housekeeper observed her expression and suddenly said, "The young master was injured and rested upstairs."

Ye Weilan's clear eyes suddenly widened: "What's wrong with him?"

Qi Ye is usually injured by gunshots or knife injuries, and is a senior dangerous element.

Before the butler could speak, the hostess had already thrown her bag and ran upstairs.

Qi Ye is sleeping.

The enchanting eyebrows and eyes are pure and noble, cold and charming, confusing people's minds.

She blinked.

The image of this person is extremely contradictory in her heart. He is domineering and cold, gentle as water, strong as ice, and sometimes fragile as a pure angel.

How could there be such a man in this world?

Ye Weilan stood beside the bed, dazed, doing nothing, just staring at Qi Ye's face.

The person on the bed trembled his long eyelashes and opened his gorgeous starry eyes.

"What are you looking at?" he asked, his tone soft.

Ye Weilan tapped his forehead with slender fingertips: "I said why did you calm down so much? It turned out that you were injured, so why didn't you tell me?"

Qi Ye took her hand and put it on her lips and kissed her: "If I told you, you will definitely be worried, and it will be hurt."

This is a love word.

Ye Weilan blushed and her heartbeat accelerated a lot.

It wouldn't be realistic to say that she was not at all moved by Qi Ye.

She was a paranoid woman at heart, and she thought that describing a person would last for the rest of her life.

Can……

He was very fond of her.

The most important thing is...

Her body fell in love with him.

A person's body is often more honest than her rationality. Ye Weilan realized something a long time ago, but she was difficult to say.

Although Qi Ye did have excessive love beasts, what he brought her was not completely without a **** feeling.

She didn't hate his touch.

She has known Qin Yu for fifteen years, and except for holding hands and kissing on the cheek, they have never even taken the kiss.

On the day Qin Yu left, he once wanted to kiss her in the afterglow of the sunset.

But she subconsciously avoided it.

Although I feel guilty, I have no regrets.

Qin Yu just smiled and gently touched her hair: "When I come back, Weilan will be a big girl and can get married."

So there was that agreement.

What does this mean?

Ye Weilan almost bit her lips.

Qi Ye saw her face changing, and she looked like she was about to cry. With a move of her hand, she pulled her into her arms, dissatisfied: "I can't bear to bite like this." He pinched her chin with his slender fingers and leaned over.

"You..." She raised her hand and pushed him.

Suddenly, when he heard Qi Ye take a breath, the collar of his pajamas spread out, revealing his ecstasy collarbone. Going down, gauze wrapped around his thin and fair chest, blood has already oozed out.

"Oh my God..." Miss Ye was anxious and didn't dare to push him: "Why are you so hurt?"
Chapter completed!