Ye Yiyin broke free from Liao Jinpei and turned to the sofa, but her expression did not reveal anything abnormal.

She sat on the sofa, stepping on her soft foot pads barefoot, and picked up the tropical fruit cut into small pieces from the plate and put them in her mouth.

"If you want to praise me for being beautiful, don't use such a terrifying adjective, I will have nightmares."

"Ye Ayen, I don't know if it's my illusion. I always feel that there are some problems with your information. Of course, it's not convenient for me to ask about your **, but you are my wife, so you still have to check some things. If you used to take drugs and kill people and sell yourself on the stage, how will my husband step down in the end?" Liao Jinpei walked over and sat next to Ye Ayen, smiling ambiguously, "Or I'll check if you have any bad tattoos on you now, so I can rest assured."

"Stop being bored, I'm going to sleep. You can make up stories by yourself. Remember to tell me what new plot is tomorrow."

Ye Ayen went to wash up, then got on the beautiful big bed, with an exquisite and compact remote control next to the pillow. Ye Ayen pressed a button, and all the transparent glasses changed color. It was absolutely impossible for anyone outside the house to see the situation inside.

Ye Ayen raised her eyes and saw colorful little fish swimming in the blue water ripples, as if she was in a strange underwater world.

She felt it fresh, and a rare curiosity flashed through her eyes, which made her look a little more like a normal girl.

Liao Jinpei also got into bed, grabbed the remote control and chose the background he liked, and the little fish was immediately replaced by heavy snow.

It was like a dark night, snowing.

"It's so hot here, it's cooler if it's snowy."

"Isn't there an air conditioner in the room? Why is it hot!"

Ye Yiyin glared at Liao Jinpei, grabbed the remote control and turned off all backgrounds.

The large pieces of glass turned into a dark brown night, without stars, without moonlight, and nothing.

"What are you angry about? I really don't know why you hate snow so much. It's obviously beautiful."

"Because I almost got buried in an avalanche when I climbed a mountain, I hate snow, so I have enough reasons."

"Uh, so that's the case. You've said it earlier..."

Liao Jinpei turned sideways, looking at Ye Yiyin's quiet side face. She closed her eyes and fell asleep on her back, her hair scattered by the pillow, and the small desk lamp beside the bed sprinkled a faint orange light, which was faintly reflected on Ye Yiyin's fair face. She did not apply makeup, but was extremely beautiful. The gentle and elegant fragrance of her body filled the air. It was the fragrance of the bath liquid, fresh and soft, and touching.

At this time, it is fake to say that he didn't react, but Ayen is the same age as Juer. His impression of her has always been "Juer's good friend". Last month, he had not thought that he would become a couple with Ye Ayen. Even if he suddenly had a need, Ye Ayen was alone at his house, and he would rather call those women in ambiguous relationships and never thought of cheating Ayen into bed, so she suddenly became his wife. He was really not used to touching her.

Out of courtesy, he should give her a gentle good night kiss...

But when he did this last night, Ye Ayen kicked him out of bed and said lightly: "Sorry, conditioned reflex."

Thinking about it now, his waist still hurts a little...
Chapter completed!