Her Little Sweet Lover

The man walked with wind without looking back.

He Siling murmured: "What's wrong, ignore him."

She remembered something: "Xinghe, are you interested in teaching piano, one-on-one."

Yu Xinghe: "Xiaomi wants to learn?"

"Yes, this kid has had trouble with me several times. I don't want to learn to paint all the time. She thought that her character is too noisy and that learning to paint can be calm, but she is not interested. "

Yu Xinghe nodded: "It's more."

He Siling took a sip of juice, "So I want to stop painting and the host for her, let's learn piano, piano also cultivate temperament."

Yu Xinghe teaches piano in kindergarten. It is one-to-many. If you want to further your studies, this level is not enough. She asked: "Does Xiaomi agree? Have you ever asked."

"After asking, she didn't need to paint as soon as she heard that she agreed to everything."

She stabbed Yu Xinghe: "How about it, think about it?"

This matter was naturally okay, and Yu Xinghe agreed very happily.

After the matter was settled, the two people concentrated on eating. This Sichuan restaurant is very good. He Siling can eat spicy food. It is rare that Yu Xinghe also loves it, so I decided to go here. The restaurant is very popular and the food is slow. Fortunately, they are not in a hurry.

After eating, the two settled their bills. As soon as they opened the door, the cold wind filled their necks. Yu Xinghe shrank his head: "Or call him."

"No, that kid is busy when he is busy and he is busy when he is free. I don't know what time it will be. I will take a taxi and go back by myself."

Yu Xinghe put on the hat on the back of the woolen coat, showing only half of his face, like a little witch, "Well, I will accompany you to choose the piano in a few days."

He Siling nodded and shook the phone: "Tianlian."

A rental car came, and Yu Xinghe let her go first.

The next taxi quickly followed, and stopped beside her. As soon as she gripped the handle, she heard two beeps behind her.

She looked over, in a white car not far away, He Youting was sitting in the driving position, with most of his face hidden in the dark. Looking at it from this angle, the shape of his face was very good, and those eyes flickered with the refraction of the lights of passing cars. dark.

The two looked up, and He Youting honked the horn again.

The driver opened the window: "Would you like to go?"

Yu Xinghe let go: "I'm sorry, I won't go anymore."

She walked a few steps quickly, and the window of the co-pilot opened at the right time. She bent down slightly, her face smaller in the big hat, "Didn't you go to the company?"

"came back."

"So fast?"

He Youting hummed and asked her: "Are you going home?"

"Um."

"give you."

Yu Xinghe played the piano with slender and stylish fingers. She grabbed the collars on both sides to prevent the wind from entering, "Sister Siling is in the car in front, or you can call her."

He Youting glanced at her faintly, "Can't get on?"

Yu Xinghe blinked, "Go."

The two didn't talk much all the way. He Youting answered two calls, both on official business. The shopping festival was here in a blink of an eye, and today is also a meeting for most of the day.

Yu Xinghe tilted his head and looked at the scenery outside the window of the co-pilot.

"What are you going to buy during the shopping festival?"

Yu Xinghe was probably thinking about something, and turned his head: "Huh?"

He smiled, turned the steering wheel, and turned into another road: "Don't you girls all have a bunch of things to buy."

Yu Xinghe reacted and said, "There is nothing to buy, you can buy it anytime you use it."

He Youting laughed softly: "You are quite reasonable."

Thinking of his shopping website, Yu Xinghe said: "I also bought things from Le Si Youpin."

"Really? What did you buy."

Yu Xinghe choked, did not say, bought a few packs of aunt's towels.

He Youting also didn't care, "I will give you a few gold cards back, no threshold to use."

The car quickly drove downstairs to her, Yu Xinghe got out of the car, bent over to look into the car with his hands on his chest, raised a smile, "Thank you."

He Youting raised his chin as a response.

The girl ran into the corridor.

The person in the car did not leave, took out the cigarette case, twisted one in his mouth, lit it, and took a breath.

His eyes narrowed slightly, his head tilted, and he placed it on the backrest, slowly exhaling smoke rings.

After a while, He Youting glanced upstairs and found that the light in her window was off.

Haven't entered the house for so long?

Thinking of the thief in her house last time, He Youting couldn't sit still, so he put out the cigarette and got out of the car and walked into the building quickly.

As soon as I went in, I found that it was dark and there was no light, and the elevator indicator light was also dim.

Is there a power outage?

This apartment building has only ten floors. Generally, higher buildings have backup power for elevators.

He Youting turned directly into the fire stairs.

His legs are long, and a few large steps are one floor. When he reached the third floor, he found a dark shadow on the stairs between the third and fourth floors.

The little ball shrank there, the bright face of the phone turned pale.

He called out: "Xinghe?"

Yu Xinghe heard his voice and was stunned, "It's me." After a pause, "You haven't left?"

He Youting approached and saw her sitting on the steps, holding the bag in one hand and pressing the ankle with the other.

He didn't answer her question, and squatted in front of her and looked at her feet: "Why are you sitting here, what's wrong with your feet?"

"I can't see the road clearly, I twisted it a bit." She explained, "It's not serious, just wait for a while."

He Youting didn't say anything, the car key was stuffed into her pocket, and his arm stretched directly into her leg socket, and lifted the person up easily.

This person was not prepared at all. Yu Xinghe became nervous and subconsciously pushed his chest, "Hey?"

"Hold you up."

The man's arm was firm and strong, and his left hand was gentlemanly avoiding Yu Xinghe's chest. Yu Xinghe blushed quietly and whispered: "I can walk by myself."

He didn't stop: "Then what are you doing sitting there, watching the scenery?"

"I am heavy."

Already on the fifth floor, He Youting deliberately teased her, stood still and turned upside down, "Well, it's quite heavy."

With that said, Yu Xinghe's face turned red, and he pushed him, "Then you let me down."

He Youting's collar was not high, and her cold fingertips touched his flesh, soft to the touch with a hint of chill.

He Youting frowned: "Your hands are always so cold?"

In the darkness, the girl hummed softly: "It's like this all year round. I'm used to it." Smelling the smell of smoke on his body, "Just for a short while, did you still smoke?"

She had long discovered that he was addicted to cigarettes.

He Youting learned to smoke when he was in junior high school.

At that time, Yu Xinghe had just left. He was in the first year of junior high. He no longer bullied, ganged, fights, smoked and drank like before. He quickly became the bully of that middle school. His grades were average, and he was hanging from the middle and back. .

This situation continued until high school. Old Mrs. He didn't know how to send him abroad to study until he returned from school two years ago and took over Le Si Youpin.

But this smoking problem has continued to the present.

He hummed: "It smells bad?"

"No."

I have reached the seventh floor, and the lights in the corridor are on.

The call is coming.

He Youting didn't let go of the girl's hand, but his pace slowed down.

He saw the red apple-like face in his arms.

He tilted his head to one side, smiled while pursing her lips, turned his head and looked at her seriously, just about to speak, suddenly found that the girl was holding more than one backpack in her arms, and that hand was still tight. Holding a black jar tightly.

"what is that?"

Yu Xinghe clenched his hands a bit, "Nothing."

Grasping tightly, but He Youting still saw a line of small characters in the gap between his fingertips, and smiled enduringly: "Anti-wolf spray?"

Yu Xinghe gritted his teeth: "What's wrong, it was so dark just now, who knows who suddenly ran up."

She paused and added: "I have a strong sense of prevention, can't it?"

He Youting has already reached the eighth floor, "Okay."

Open the door and enter the house.

He put her on the sofa.

Yu Xinghe was very light, he held her up a few floors as if playing, and didn't pant at all.

I looked around the house, clean and tidy, completely different from the last time I came.

Yu Xinghe moved to the side of the sofa and patted the empty seat: "Would you like to sit for a while?"

He Youting didn't move. He stood condescendingly in front of her and touched her shoes with his toes: "Can I go now."

Yu Xinghe tried to move his ankle: "It's much better."

He glanced upstairs, "How can I sleep in a while so I can go upstairs?"

"can."

She remembered something: "You happened to be here. Take your clothes away. It's upstairs."

He Youting agreed and went to the door to change slippers.

Turning around, there are no men's slippers, only women's slippers.

Pink plaid, soft texture.

Let him wear this pink and tender thing, it is funny to think about it, besides it is too small, the man's feet are wide, and it is estimated that a large part of it will be exposed, and he simply goes upstairs barefoot.

The upstairs was similar to what he thought. The furnishings were simple, with a bed, a bedside table, a built-in wardrobe, and a hanging ironing machine not far from the stairs. His windbreaker was ironed and hung there neatly.

Yu Xinghe's beddings are all matte colors and look warm, with a picture frame on the bedside table.

He walked over and picked it up and took a look. It was a photo of her and her mother. It should have been when he was a child. The little girl in the photo was exactly the same as Yu Xinghe in his memory.

Beautiful and clever.

There are other things on the table.

A small incense burner, a box of incense, black hairpins, and some odds and ends.

He picked up the incense and glanced at it to help sleep.

Fingertips swiped across her little hairpin, and finally stopped on a business card.

Shen Tingyu.

It's the painter.

Downstairs Yu Xinghe saw that he hadn't come down, and shouted, "Did you see it?"

He recovered: "I saw it."

Carrying her clothes downstairs, she told her a few words to confirm that there was nothing wrong with her feet before leaving.

Probably because he robbed He Siling's car tonight and asked her to take a taxi home by herself, He Youting felt guilty and bought her her favorite durian mille by the way when sending the car.

Millet watched TV like Buddha with her short legs crossed. The remote control in her hand was turned up and down by her.

He Siling yelled that she could not eat to lose weight at night, and she cut the cake inconsistently.

Xiaomi changed the channel and called out, "Uncle Qin Hao!"

He Siling looked up.

On TV, Qin Hao looks like a dog in a suit.

He is a well-being program host, and his reputation... basically covers his community and surrounding vegetable markets.

The young guy was like a wild horse one second before, and the camera opened: eating flowers in spring, leaves in summer, fruits in autumn, root vegetables in winter to keep healthy...

Wearing a pair of glasses is gentle, I don't know how many uncles and aunts have fooled me.

It is estimated that many of the health and brainwashing articles reposted by middle-aged and elderly women on WeChat are from this type of program.

Every time He Youting saw his swearing and serious appearance, he wanted to smoke him. As soon as he got up, the phone on the table rang. He Siling saw it, coincidentally, the man on the TV called.

She was scared and patted Xiaomi's ass: "Go, wash your face and brush your teeth, and get ready to go to bed."

Millet ran away.

He Siling pressed the speakerphone, and the whistling voice: "Sister Siling, did you look for me? I just didn't hear it."

He Siling: "I want to ask if you have time next Tuesday. Xiaomi Kindergarten has conducted an anti-trafficking exercise. Parents are going to go. I am going to Shenzhen to celebrate my birthday in Huai Li, and I probably won't be able to come back."

He Siling is just a love mind. Even if she has a child, her husband is still the first in her heart. In addition, the husband and wife have not seen each other for a long time, so she gives priority to Tang Huaili's birthday, which is not surprising at all.

He Youting paused, and the scroll in his hand was rolled, "What an anti-abduction exercise."

"It's just a drill to prevent children from being trafficked."

He Youting sighed, "It's not bad for your daughter to abduct others."

With the book closed, he leaned back on the sofa lazily, casually, "Why do you want him to do this kind of thing? Is he my uncle or my uncle?"

He Siling glanced at him: "Aren't you busy? I think you haven't rested well recently, and you have dark circles under your eyes."

"good."

"Second Uncle embarrassed you because of that?"

"No."

He walked over and hung up Qin Hao's phone, "I will go next Tuesday."

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