Ye Yan smiled and nodded to the driver, and said softly: "Xiao Jiu, return the position to uncle, let's go to the back seat." ”

Xiao Yechen was a little reluctant, and looked at Yi Sa with longing eyes.

Yi Sa glanced at Ye Yan, and his voice was cold: "When you celebrate your birthday, let your father send you a fighter jet." ”

Xiao Yechen understood.

In the eyes of people like his father and Uncle Isa, there is a request from one person in this world who will never refuse.

Although the expressions are different, in essence, they are all just because of the word "love".

Commonly known as, wife slave.

Xiao Yechen jumped down from his seat and walked to the back seat elegantly, Ye Yan took his hand, one big and one small sat by the window.

There were two cups of brewed black tea on the table, still steaming.

Ye Yan picked up a cup and took a sip, it was the taste she was used to drinking since she was a child.

Xiao Yechen sniffed it, and her big eyes flashed with thoughts: "My mommy also likes this kind of tea, auntie, aren't you and my mommy really sisters?" ”

The birth is exactly the same, the personality is very similar, and even the taste is almost the same...... It's really hard to believe that they are not related by blood.

A trace of regret flashed across Ye Yanmei's face, staring at the child's clear eyes: "Your mommy took our hair for inspection, and it turns out that we really have nothing to do with each other." ”

also completely cut off the last trace of thought in her heart.

Yi Sa looked at the white clouds floating outside the window, listened to the conversation behind him, and his slender jade-like fingers tapped the armrest of the seat, and his face like ice and snow was filled with a touch of sarcasm.

There is one thing that Ye Yan still doesn't know.

A long time ago, Yi Sa once dug up the grave of her parents and personally took the bones of the couple and her blood DNA test, and the results showed that Ye Yan was indeed their child......

Later, Ye Weilan's appearance gave him a glimmer of hope again, but that glimmer of hope was extinguished not long after.

Isa has come to terms with the fact that they are cousins.

Xiao Yechen didn't understand the disaster that this fact brought to these two people, he didn't have any other superfluous feelings except for feeling sorry: "Auntie, where do you say my daddy and mommy will go?" ”

Ye Yan's eyes looked in the direction of the north, and there was a hint of yearning in his eyes: "They should go to the North Pole." ”

Xiao Yechen was unhappy, which meant that Mommy would not be able to come back in a few days: "The North Pole is so cold, and it's so far away, what are you going to do in the North Pole?" ”

Ye Yan's white and tender hands were holding black tea, and her red lips were warm: "The North Pole has the most shocking and beautiful scenery in the world," she narrowed her eyes slightly, recalling the gorgeous Northern Aurora maps that Ye Weilan had shown her a few days ago: "And at this time, you can also see meteor showers." ”

Loving partners in such a beautiful environment are definitely a romantic and warm journey.

……

Norway is a country of beauty in all seasons.

In the early autumn season, there are only two hours of darkness in a day, and the gorgeous room is hung with heavy curtains, blocking the daylight, and there is a warm tranquility in the darkness.

A light ~ bare arm reached out from the blanket and turned on the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.

A white light instantly illuminates the room.

Ye Weilan sat up from the bed, her thick and curly long hair hung down on her waist, there was no one around, the temperature of the air conditioner was moderate, and the warm blanket slid down, revealing her shoulders as white as jade, which was covered with traces of being loved~ caressing, ambiguous~ and blurry.