"Don't panic first! Calm down! Be sure to be calm!" Mrs. Feng murmured like a dream, not knowing whether she was comforting Fang Yiren or comforting herself.

"But the photo..."

"Just some photos, Li Ye won't remember it so quickly."

"What should I do if Li Ye asks?"

"If he asks, he will say that the photos are synthesized." Mrs. Feng said, and from the corner of her eyes, she glanced at the cup and medicine on the table, "Is it time for Li Ye to take medicine? What are you still standing there? Hurry up

Send it to him! If you don’t send the medicine, do you think of him as soon as possible?”

"I'll go right now!" Fang Yiren suddenly woke up, took the medicine and left.

"Calm down, don't remember Li Ye, you can reveal your strength first!" Mrs. Feng told her.

Fang Yiren nodded.

When he arrived at the bedroom door, Fang Yiren took several deep breaths before pushing open the door.

Li Ye just finished taking a shower, and his tall body stood at the bathroom door, with short chestnut-colored hair dripping water down.

"Why don't you dry your hair? It's easy to get sick." Fang Yiren put down the things and walked over to wipe them for him.

Feng Liye avoided it and sat down on the sofa.

Fang Yiren was stiff, but soon returned to normal. He took the medicine and wrapped it with water and went over.

"I'll take the medicine first, I'll get a hair dryer to help you blow your hair."

Feng Liye nodded and took the medicine.

Fang Yiren watched him take the medicine before taking it, and then brought the hair dryer to help Feng Li Ye blow his hair.

Feng Liye sat there motionlessly, looking at Fang Yiren for a moment, with a deep look.

In the bedroom, in addition to the sound of the hair dryer "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Fang Yiren tried his best to calm down.

But a few times, the hair dryer in his hand almost fell out.

The temperature was not controlled properly, and Feng Liye was burned.

"You seem to be very panicked today? What happened at home?" Guan Liye held Fang Yiren's wrist and asked in a squint.

In such a panic, she had moved her computer?

Thinking of this, Feng Liye's eyes suddenly became cold.

"No..." Fang Yiren said calmly, pretending to be shy and opening his eyes, "You don't put on your clothes well first..."

Feng Liye looked down and found that the bathrobe was open, and it was completely vacuum inside and nothing was worn.

When it comes to men and women, Fang Yiren is a person who cannot let go and is very conservative and shy.

Feng Liye didn't doubt it much and believed it temporarily.

The hair has been blown dry.

Feng Liye pulled his clothes and went to bed to prepare for sleep

"Li Ye, are you going to bed so early?" Fang Yiren followed and snuggled into his arms softly.

"What? Is there anything to say?" Feng Liye raised his eyebrows, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

Fang Yiren, who had never taken the initiative in the past, actually came over today and put his hand into his nightgown, touching him with a very provocative and funny look...

Anomaly.

It's really abnormal.

Feng Liye's surface is still, and his deep brown eyes, like a strong tea, stared at Fang Yiren tightly, thinking in his heart—

Did Fang Yiren really look at his computer?

"Nothing, I just want to ask you, when will we go back to the United States?" Fang Yiren asked.

Being so tightly, Guan Yu has a way to give Li Ye the photos.

Fang Yiren dared not continue to stay in S City, for fear that he would stay any longer. It won’t take long for Li Ye to think of everything!
Chapter completed!