Xiao Yechen followed his mother's eyes and looked over.

The shimmering lake surface is endless, with green waves rippling.

"Mommy, are you missing grandma?"

Ye Weilan held his son's hand and looked at the opposite side with a smile: "Xiaojiu, grandma is opposite, maybe one day, mommy will go there."

"Go and get my grandma back?"

"Well, go pick up my grandma home." In the sun, her crystal pupils were stained with shattered light.

Qi Ye supported his hands on the windowsill, watching the mother and son standing by the lake, looking into the distance with longing eyes, and the shadow behind him was dragged very long.

This scene is undoubtedly extremely beautiful. In Qi Ye’s past memories, there are few such warm scenes.

He picked his lips and smiled.

Yan Shi pushed open the door, and the bruises on his beautiful face were not dissipated: "Boss, the Mu family has almost done it, what are you going to do next?"

“Do nothing.”

"Um?"

"This is so restless," Qi Ye pointed his slender finger downstairs: "You have to look at her well for a while."

Yan Shi twitched the corners of his lips.

I feel that his sister-in-law is really sad.

He turned around and walked out.

...

Beautiful courtyard with open views and bright vision.

Qi Ye leaned lazily on the sofa to read information, gracefully raised his legs, and put his slender fingers on his forehead.

A thick and soft blanket was placed on the ground, and Ye Weilan leaned against his legs and wrote a review.

As a top student, the most ink in my mind is ink, but I can't repeat a word, which is a little difficult.

Ye Weilan wrote two lines, stopped, tapped his head with his pen, and lowered his head to continue writing.

Every time she finished writing a few lines, she looked up and asked: "Qi Ye, has it been turned off?"

Qi Ye pulled out of business and leaned over to look at her book. His handwriting was elegant and neat. He touched her hair: "No, continue."

Miss Ye looked like a good baby, and she lowered her head and continued to think about it.

"I am ashamed... I cannot keep yesterday's incident..."

She unconsciously said a few words, and when Master Qi heard his wife start to speak out, he lowered his head and floated his eyes.

Ye Weilan's book has been turned several pages, with a focused expression on her beautiful little face, and her light pink lips pursed, revealing a sense of doubt.

He put down the information in his hand, took away the things from her hand, and threw them off on the table together.

The next second the person sitting on the ground was pulled into his arms and wrapped around his waist. He lowered his head and kissed her lips.

She was wearing a long white dress, with long hair scattered, her calves exposed outside were crystal clear, her eyes were pure and charming.

His breath was full of aggressiveness. He grabbed the back of her head and said it was a kiss, but it was a gnawing. The fierce force seemed to swallow her bite.

Ye Weilan's slender arms were wrapped around his neck, her cheeks were thin and red, and she sat in his arms with her legs almost circled his waist.

The tightly pressed chest, the hot temperature clearly conveyed his forbearance and desire through the thin clothes.

A second before she fainted, Qi Ye finally let go of her beautiful lips and changed to gnawing on her neck.

His hands, with clear and slender joints, pinched her waist, and his gorgeous tone was intoxicated by the demonic confusion. He murmured in her ears, his breath was burning, as if he was asking, and as if he announced: "Lan...I want...I want..."

Ye Weilan's body was so soft that it looked unsightly, her eyes were filled with mist, and there was still a bit of rationality that she was in broad daylight, and her charming voice: "...Don't be here..."
Chapter completed!