Good Morning, Mr. President!

"Um." Bai Suye nodded.

"Then I'll check the circuit now. Where is the electrical box?"

"At the entrance to the entrance." Bai Suye turned his mobile phone on and turned the flashlight on. "Here."

Ye Di picked up the phone and saw his picture on the screen at a glance. In his eyes, a faint light struck, and he looked up at her, his eyes darkened a bit.

Sooner or later it will be seen by him. Bai Suye didn't hide, "You don't want to send me photos, so I had to sneak shots myself."

There was a slight complaining in her tone.

However, he still looks good in sneak shots.

Ye Di looked gentle, "Next time, also give me a picture of you."

"Don't you already have it?"

"……Gone."

"Huh? Why?"

"..." Ye Yan said nothing, only got up, "I'll go to the electric box."

"Yeah, why did you take my picture?" Bai Su Ye Yang exclaimed.

He didn't answer and didn't look back.

She got out of bed. "Did you tear it up again?"

"Go back to bed."

"Throwing the trash can?" She chased after it.

"Aren't you cold?" Ye Di took off her coat and wrapped her thin body.

"Yeah, what happened to your photo?"

Bai Suye did not intend to let him go.

He was silent for a moment, and then had to be honest: "Burn."

"..."

He ... it really burned!

Bai Suye hummed, ignored him, turned around his coat and turned straight back to his room.

Angry?

Ye Di looked at the back with a helplessness and a helplessness, and she could outline her angry look in her mind.

He found the meter and repaired the circuit. It was a simple matter, but he was a little absent-minded. In fact, the photo was burned by himself, and he also regretted it. After all, it was something left ten years ago, as she said, it was a memorial. It is a trace of ten years ago.

However, the photos are not audio-like and cannot be repaired if they are burned.

Soon, the room lit up instantly.

Heating and restarting work.

However, the room was not getting warmer that fast.

Ye Di pushed open the door of her bedroom and Shen Bubu went. She was lying in the quilt now, facing her back.

"Susu."

He called her tentatively.

She ignored him.

"Asleep?" Ye Di stood at the door and didn't enter.

"..." She was still quiet.

"Then you go to bed and call me if you have any questions." He said, really bringing the door.

Sure enough, she sat up from the bed, hugged the quilt, and looked at him complainingly. Obviously, he was very dissatisfied and quite dissatisfied with his leaving.

At that glance, Ye Ye only felt that his whole heart was going to melt. He stepped forward, sat down beside the bed, and touched her handsome face with a big palm. "Since you can't exercise vigorously, don't look at me like that, I will automatically take this as your invitation ..."

He has an ambiguous tone.

The words she spoke were also ambiguous, and made her feel numb. His fingers were hot on her face, as if they could be hot in her heart all the time.

"So ..." She began, not even realizing how much she was hiding in her tone and eyes, "Are you really going back?"

"How about you?" Ye Yan didn't move, just stared at her. "Do you want me to leave or do you not want me to leave?"

do not wish. Of course not.

After experiencing life and death, she finally saw it, how could she hope that he would just leave like this?

She whispered, "... I want to talk to you."

In a word, Ye Di felt that his heart was slowly blooming, and his voice was softer. "Then I stay tonight?"

Like asking her opinion, her tone was positive.

Bai Suye smiled sweetly. "I'll get you toiletries. You go wash your face first. I'll send you a towel and a toothbrush."

She said that she had gotten out of bed and walked into the hall. Ye Di looked at her back and reminded: "Shoes, cold."

With a smile on his face, unconsciously.

In the tone, too.

"It's not cold, it's warm." Her voice was crisp and sounded pleasant.

Ye Di got up, unbuttoned his shirt cuffs, and went to the bathroom. As soon as she washed her face with water, she came in.

I have a lot of things in my hand.

"This is a mouthwash cup, a toothbrush, and your towel." She laid the same on the marble glazed counter, and then laid a set of pajamas on the towel rack. Shower Gel."

Ye Yan saw at a glance that the mouthwash cup, toothbrush, and her were all in love. With that set of pajamas, she was wearing the same model.

The shower gel on her fingers, um, is also his usual brand.

The look in his search looked a little embarrassed, and Bai Suye wanted to leave. "Then I'll go out first."

Ye Di reached out and held her back.

"So well prepared, are you inviting me to live with you?"

"You think too much, just make perfect preparations for the coming guests." She didn't admit it, in fact, she was waiting to meet him every day.

"No matter what guests come, as long as you are a man, are you going to be treated like this?" He glanced at what she was putting there.

"Huh ~" Bai Suye nodded. In Jucheng, the only man she knew who would come to live in the house was him alone at night. Naturally this is the treatment.

Ye Xi went dark.

Bai Suye smiled and took his hand off his waist. "You can wash your hands, it's late, and I'm going to class tomorrow morning."

She finished speaking, yawning lazily, and then let her go.

She walked out of the bathroom and turned back again. Ye Di only heard her voice ringing at the door. "Those things are for you."

The discomfort on his face, because her words disappeared instantly.

Bai Suye also laughed.

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By the time he took a shower and returned after washing, she was already lying in bed. He only slept on one side, leaving the other side, apparently reserved for him.

Ye Di lay in the quilt, her breath was full of her sweet smell, her whole heart felt warm. A long arm pierced her and hugged her to his chest.

She is really sleepy and a bit lazy. Being hugged by him, he had instinctively pinched his neck.

"Don't you want to talk to me? Sleepy?" Ye Yan's hand rested on her slender waist.

"... a little sleepy, but still want to talk to you."

"It's so sleepy, we can talk tomorrow."

She shook her head, resting her head on his chest. Long hair, scattered on him, was lazy and soft like a cloud.

"Auntie said to me today, let me persuade you about the operation." She began.

Ye Ye played with her soft hair, "I'll talk to Tang Song well."