Jun Moting was busy until one o'clock in the morning before coming back.

It was quiet in the villa.

Quietly go upstairs.

Push the door.

Before he could take a step into the bedroom, Jun Moting stopped.

Exited and took a look.

It's his bedroom, yes.

However, what is the matter with this fragrant fragrance?

Uncle Tong and the maid knew that he didn't like the smell in the room, and they would never dare to do this.

Then it's only Qin Ye!

Although the smell was not unpleasant, as soon as he thought that the kid was taking revenge on him, the anger in Jun Moting's heart came out of his mind.

With a snap, Jun Moting turned on the headlights.

The quiet and gentle scene in front of him made "Qin Ye", who had planned to roar, temporarily shrink back.

On the windowsill, several pots of gardenias have emerald green leaves and white flowers.

On the bedside table next to his head, a pot of epiphany was blooming.

Perhaps the light came too suddenly, and the epiphany petals that were in full bloom were slowly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the big bed, the teenager slept as boldly as ever.

Obviously, there were just a few more pots of flowers, but Jun Moting felt that the whole room seemed to have changed.

Forget it, I'll clean her up tomorrow!

With a faint sigh, Jun Moting turned on the bedside lamp and turned off the headlight.

I carried my pajamas into the bathroom.

After bathing, I returned to the big bed, and as soon as I pulled the quilt, I smelled the smell of perfume.

The quiet smell is not unpleasant, but Jun Moting's face changed suddenly.

"Qin Ye!"

He roared coldly, but saw that the young man just frowned.

Rolled over and continued to sleep.

"Get up!"

Jun Moting was angry, and a slap was immediately greeted on Qin Ye's pouting at him.

As if pressing a spring, Qin Ye jumped up with a sleepy look on his face.

Seeing Jun Moting clearly, he was immediately angry, "Jun Moting, what are you crazy about at night?" ”

Thinking of the devil's sentence that is neither big nor small, Jun Moting's face seems to be frosty, "What did you just call me?" ”

Qin Ye is puffy, and the puffer fish is general.

For a long time, he yawned and said, "Brother, can you not bring home the emotions at work?" You're like this, I'm a younger brother, I'm desperate......"

Brother shouted reluctantly.

The younger brother also said with a perfunctory face.

So, as he saw, she would prefer to be close to the boss of the Mo family, right?

His eyes darkened, Jun Moting pointed to the windowsill and bedside table, "What did I say when you moved in on the first day?" Qin Ye, this is my room, it's not your turn to call the shots! ”

Qin Ye suddenly sobered up.

asked Uncle Tong to send flowers, on the one hand, she wanted to cover the smell on her body.

On the other hand, I also feel that this room is cold, and there is no vivid and bright color at all.

Although it was only a few pots of flowers, she felt that it looked much warmer now than before.

It's also more down-to-earth.

Although he also remembered Jun Moting's words, Qin Ye felt that after such a long time, their relationship should have become much closer.

At the very least, everyone before and after them is like a brother, isn't it?

But Jun Moting beat back all her self-righteousness with a word.

Hehe, dear brother......

Which green onion is she?

Do you really think that when others respect her and call her the second young master, they really think that they are the second young master?

In Jun Moting's eyes, she is still the Ah Ye in the orphanage who has no father, no mother and no one hurts.

No, not even Ah Ye.

At best, he is an orphan, the kind that doesn't even have a name.

Qin Ye, who was full of anger and self-esteem, glanced at Jun Moting coldly, turned over and got out of bed.

Bang, bang, bang......

In the night, the sound of heavy objects falling is clearly visible.

Seeing Qin Ye throw a few pots of flowers out of the window, slamming the door with a pillow in his arms, Jun Moting was stunned.