Tianjiao Imperial Courtyard, Luoyang As soon as I walked into the lobby of Building 13, I saw two cooks and an aunt walking out of it.
The two cooks, whom they met for the first time, lowered their heads when they saw Luoyang and passed quickly, for fear of being recognized by Luoyang.
Luoyang pretended not to notice and walked to the elevator carrying a shopping bag.
As expected, the sound of chewing tongues came from behind.
"It's that handsome guy again. He has reached such a state after eating soft food. I'm so impressed. Mr. Ye is not satisfied with serving him. He also calls us to serve him. How awesome!"
"Don't be envious of others. If you had a face like that, there would definitely be a rich woman to take care of you."
"If I had, I would be a hammer cook..."
The elevator door opened and Luoyang walked in.
What the two cooks talked about went in one ear and out the other, leaving no trace in his heart.
I don’t know if there is such a thing as a soft-boiled person in the Seventy-two Lines, but even if there is, he is definitely not a practitioner in this industry.
Ding dong! Ding dong!
The door opens.
Ye Zi stood at the door with a smile on her face, with light makeup on her face, looking dignified and delicate. She was sprinkled with perfume, and the charming fragrance was refreshing. The light shone from behind her, and her white home clothes were very transparent, showing off her beauty.
Curves. Obviously nothing can be seen, but it seems that everything can be seen. It is tempting to think.
The next second their eyes met, Ye Zi collided head-on. Two battering rams hit Luoyang's chest heavily, and a pair of hands hugged his waist tightly, with passionate movements and strength.
, as if to embed his entire body into her body.
"You are finally home." Ye Zi said in Luoyang's ear.
"Well, I'm home." Luoyang's heart was filled with happiness and warmth.
"Have you missed me these past few days?" Ye Zi's voice was as gentle as water.
Luoyang kissed her gently on the ear: "Of course..."
But before he could say anything more disgusting, a childish voice came: "Dad, are you only going to hug mommy, not me?"
Then, before the two adults could say anything, Song Meiqi put her hands on her hips and added: "Mom, is it my turn?"
Luoyang and Ye Zi smiled at each other and separated awkwardly.
Although they are all people with burning passions, and it seems like three autumns have passed since they last saw each other, it is better to restrain themselves in front of the children.
Luoyang squatted down, placed the shopping bag full of gifts on the ground, opened his arms, and said with a friendly smile on his face: "Meiqi, come to daddy."
"Dad!" Song Meiqi ran over.
Then, without turning around, he ran directly to the shopping bag and opened the bag to see what was inside.
The smile on Luoyang's face was stiff, and he opened his arms like a fool.
Ye Zi burst out laughing, then felt that she shouldn't, so she covered her mouth again, looking like she couldn't help laughing.
Luoyang coughed dryly: "Meiqi, didn't you say you wanted daddy to hold you?"
"Oops, I forgot." Song Meiqi came over, hugged Luoyang's neck with a pair of small hands, kissed Luoyang's cheek in a perfunctory manner, and then walked to the sofa with the shopping bag.
Luoyang stood up awkwardly.
Ye Zi held back her laughter, took her slippers and squatted down to change Luoyang's shoes.
Luoyang lowered his voice: "It's better to be my wife." qs
Ye Zi stood up, gave Luoyang a cute look, and then reached out and patted Luoyang's back gently.
Luoyang accepted the CEO's "punishment" calmly.
"It's time to eat. I've been busy for a long time to catch the wind for you," Ye Zi said.
Luoyang glanced at the seven or eight dishes on the dining table that were all delicious and delicious, and praised them without conscience: "Your cooking skills have improved again."
"Of course, you have to praise me." Ye Zi smiled proudly.
Luoyang suddenly reached out and patted her lightly on the back.
"I hate it." Ye Zi pretended to be embarrassed, "I'll deal with you tonight."
Luoyang smiled knowingly.
After dinner, Luoyang wanted to help wash the dishes, but Ye Zi kicked him out of the kitchen again.
"You go play with Mei Qi for a while and then put her to sleep." Ye Zi explained.
Luoyang nodded again understandingly, followed the order and left.
Song Meiqi was sitting on the sofa with a bag of potato chips on her calves, eating and watching TV.
Luoyang sat down next to her and reminded: "Meiqi, don't eat too many snacks at night."
Song Meiqi stuffed a piece of potato chips into Luoyang's mouth and said with a smile: "Dad, you ate it too."
Luoyang reached out and touched her head, his eyes full of endearment.
"Meiqi, have you had any strange dreams in the past few days since dad left?" Luoyang asked tentatively.
Before he went to Fusang, Song Meiqi dreamed of a cherry blossom tree and a bald man stabbing him with a dagger. This dream really came true. The cherry blossom tree at Fengtian Gao Qilang's house left a deep impression on him, and Luo Juexing also
He did indeed die there. Luo Juexing said before he died that Tian Guolong would die, and Tian Guolong actually died. This meant that the ancient society might have sent a new killer. He was a little worried, so he asked this question.
Song Meiqi glanced at Luoyang, tilted her head and thought for a moment: "Yes, I dreamed last night that my father came home and bought me a lot of delicious food. You really came home today."
"Is there anything else?"
Song Meiqi shook her head, moved her eyes to the TV again, and smashed the potato chips with her small mouth.
Luoyang looked at Song Meiqi's little face, and some of the words Luo Juexing said before he died appeared in his mind without warning, and a conjecture he had never had before was born.
Is there a possibility that this weird little girl is the reincarnation of someone else?
"Hmm." Ye Zi coughed.
Luoyang came back to his senses and said, "Meiqi, it's getting late. Can daddy take you to bed?"
Song Meiqi sighed: "Dad, maybe my mother just coughed due to discomfort in her throat. Did you understand it wrong?"
Luoyang: "..."
"Meiqi, the time for watching TV is over, it's time to go back to the house and sleep." Ye Zi spoke.
"Oh." Song Meiqi curled her lips, turned off the TV and went back to the house.
Luoyang followed and helped the little cotton-padded jacket wash up and go to bed. He wanted to leave early, but Song Meiqi pestered her and told her a bedtime story before she could escape.
The lights in the living room and kitchen were turned off, only Ye Zi's bedroom was lit, and the door was ajar, as if waiting for someone destined to be there.
Luoyang smiled and walked towards the ajar door.
Isn't he the destined one?
As soon as Luoyang entered the door, someone was pressed against him behind the door, and a hard object was pressed against his waist.
"Hand in the gun and not kill!" Ye Zi pretended to be ferocious.
Luoyang had known for a long time that she was hiding behind the door, but he just liked being ambushed by her. He raised his hands in cooperation and said with a smile: "Don't kill me, I don't have a gun."
"I don't believe it. You can't have a gun. I want to search you."
"Just search."
Ye Zi walked around in front of Luoyang, their eyes met, and suddenly lost control, and suddenly came closer...
It was chaos for several minutes.
Those who are destined can’t wait.
The female Bodhisattva who specializes in saving destined people poured a ladle of cold water on her.
"Husband, where is the monkey I drew?"
Luoyang was confused: "What... what monkey?"
"Before you went to Fuso, I drew a monkey for you. Where did the monkey go?"
Luoyang had a black line on his forehead and hesitated: "That...I don't know either."
Ye Zi said fiercely: "Did you go to another house to pick peaches?"
"Where is it?"
"Are you going to tell me? If you don't tell me, I will strangle you to death!"
Before Luoyang could explain, a hot towel suddenly covered his face.