Ye Weilan woke up instantly.

Qi Ye held her in his arms and rubbed her neck, seemingly happy.

"Weilan, I'm hungry."

The first time I heard him call him like this, Ye Weilan was a little uncomfortable: "I'll let the housekeeper get you food." ”

"No," Qi Ye rubbed her shoulder instead, "I'm going to eat what you made." ”

Ye Weilan held his face: "...... I didn't do as well as the chef. ”

Qi Ye grabbed her hand and continued to rub her soft chest: "It's okay, I don't dislike it." ”

Ye Weilan: "......"

"Make it for me to eat," Qi Ye held a cherry red through his clothes, and his tone was vague: "Otherwise, I will eat you to satisfy my hunger." ”

She immediately got up and walked to the kitchen.

Qi Ye looked at the slender back and laughed lowly.

There was the sound of cooking in the kitchen, and Qi Ye lazily collapsed on the sofa, lit a cigarette, but did not smoke it.

This mansion has been empty for more than ten years, and no one knows that the moment he entered the door just now, he saw the person sleeping on the sofa waiting for him to come home, the quiet and beautiful face, and the throbbing in his heart.

Although she didn't necessarily wait for him because she loved him.

After a while, Ye Weilan put a bowl of steaming noodles in front of Qi Ye, and walked back with a smaller bowl and sat opposite him.

Qi Ye snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and pressed it into the ashtray, and raised his eyes to see Ye Weilan's expression: "Don't like me to smoke?" ”

She held chopsticks: "I don't want secondhand smoke." ”

Qi Ye said: "I won't smoke it from then on." ”

He rarely smokes, and only a few times when he grows so big, but when he is in an extremely irritable mood, he will take it out tonight, also because he is in a good mood.

The noodles are very fragrant, with eggs and shallots, and a few slices of ham, Qi Ye buried his head in eating noodles.

Ye Weilan glanced at the clock on the wall, it was already two o'clock in the middle of the night.

She was a little hesitant and didn't know how to speak.

Qi Ye quickly disposed of his bowl, looked at the expression of his little wife, knocked her bowl with chopsticks, and said with a smile: "But you can't finish eating?" Do you want me to help you? ”

"Don't knock on the bowl!" Ye Weilan clapped his hands.

This is completely out of conditioned reflex, when she was a child, when she knocked on the bowl with Wei Nuan, Mother Ye would teach them like this, saying that knocking on the bowl was unlucky.

Qi Ye looked at her red hand and looked at her a little aggrieved.

Ye Weilan blinked, probably no one dared to teach the eldest young master such a lesson.

Qi Ye moved his bowl and pulled her over: "I still want it." ”

Ye Weilan was speechless, but fortunately, she was not very hungry, so she put down her chopsticks and waited quietly for him to finish eating.

The rain outside the house kept falling, the silent night, the empty home, in such an atmosphere, Ye Weilan couldn't say what he wanted to say.

When she returned the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen and came out, Qi Ye lay on the sofa and beckoned to her: "Come here." ”

Ye Weilan walked over, Qi Ye took her into his arms, covered her with a blanket, and then he turned off the light.

The ornate hall was empty.

"Weilan."

“…… Well? ”

"Let's try."

"What?"

"Qin Yu can give you three hundred favors, I can give you three thousand favors, I'm no worse than any man who loves you, why don't you try to accept me with your heart?" The seductive tone contained a hint of imperceptible domineering: "Don't hate me, no one wants to force their lover, unless there is really no hope." ”

Ye Weilan closed her eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Qi Ye stared at her trembling eyelashes in the dark: "Little fool, even if you will never fall in love with me in this life, I will love you for the rest of my life." ”