Qi Ye continued to move, as if in slow motion, the angry figure was revealed little by little, Ye Weilan on the bed suddenly woke up, noticed that her upper body was cold, her eyes were frightened, and she didn't want to rush over and grab the quilt.

Qi Ye's hand moved, "bang", the quilt was thrown to the ground, and the two slender white legs were exposed to the air, she was so white and tender, smooth, and appeared in his eyes at a glance.

Ye Weilan's eyes gathered tears of shame and indignation, and before she could speak, a snow-white soft blanket appeared on her shoulder, wrapping her whole body.

Qi Ye's voice was charming: "Eat something and then sleep." ”

He personally brought a bowl of sweet soup to her lips.

Ye Weilan's throat hurt as soon as he moved, and the transparent teardrops slipped down in large pieces, aggrieved, sad, and sad......

Qi Ye's eyes gently wiped her tears: "Your body is very beautiful," he smiled evilly: "It's very ecstatic." ”

Ye Weilan glared at him.

Qi Ye rubbed her face with her fingertips, and her tone was gentle: "Don't cry, it's me who is not good, you eat something and sleep well, don't you have to go home in the afternoon?" ”

Ye Weilan turned his head and showed his temper.

Qi Ye sighed "hmm", and asked slowly, "Do you want me to feed you?" ”

His fingertips rubbed gently against her lips, his eyes sinister.

Ye Weilan immediately snatched the bowl of sweet soup and poured it down, she was very self-aware, don't try to reason with the hooligan, especially this hooligan is also strong. After drinking a bowl of soup, his dry throat was much better, and as soon as Ye Weilan stopped, a spoonful of red bean porridge was handed to his mouth.

She looked up, and Qi Ye smiled at her.

Ye Weilan paused for thirty seconds and opened his mouth in resignation.

"In the afternoon, walk around, and if you are not satisfied, tell the housekeeper what you like, and let them buy it for you." Qi Ye served people for the first time, feeding porridge while picking vegetables, and his movements were not very skilled.

Ye Weilan didn't speak, just stared at him with a pair of big watery eyes.

Qi Ye's thin lips were manic: "You have to live here in the future, don't wronged yourself, and don't save money for me, the Qi family lacks nothing, just a loser." ”

Young Master Qi rarely said a long sentence, but unfortunately a certain woman was angry and didn't appreciate it very much.

After successfully feeding breakfast, Ye Weilan lay down and continued to sleep, and Qi Ye went out.

In the afternoon, the housekeeper was ordered to take Ye Weilan to visit the courtyard.

Lanze Garden is an antique manor, with a large garden and trees, quiet and magnificent.

The tall castle exudes an ancient and solemn domineering, elegant and luxurious.

Ye Weilan turned around for a while, looked at the empty garden, and asked, "He is the only one living here?" ”

Even in the vicinity, there are no luxury residents, and in such a beautiful and quiet area, this situation is a bit special.

The housekeeper smiled: "This house is only lived by the young master, and of course, it is also your home now." ”

Ye Weilan seemed to want to ask something, but held back.

The housekeeper looked at her appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, and said respectfully: "The young master does not have any relatives and friends, and the lady died early, so you are now the only hostess here." ”

Ye Weilan was stunned and did not continue the topic.

After walking around the garden, Ye Weilan cleaned up, and suddenly remembered that Qi Ye asked her to remember the road last night, she was nervous at the time, and didn't look carefully.

The lesson of not remembering the name is vivid, Ye Weilan trembled, gave up the car, and walked out along the road with his bag alone.