Ye Zhiding was startled: "Other people will come soon."
Naturally, he thought Han Yi was going to do something.
The two wire tubes became entangled in the air, and gradually became inseparable.
Han Yidao: "Ye Zhiding, why do I feel that we are so far apart now?" His voice was very tired.
Ye Zhiding was startled, when had they ever been so close to each other?
Gradually, she closed her eyes and said, "Han Yi, I'm going to sleep."
The complexity in my heart finally turned into a sigh.
Ye Zhiding thought about it and shook his head to expel these complicated things from his mind.
If this man could be captured so easily, how could he still be a diamond king after so many years?
Thinking too much...
The breathing of the woman in his arms gradually began to calm down, and Han Yicai opened his eyes that had been asleep before.
Almost subconsciously, he tightened his hand on Ye Zhiding's waist.
This woman always wants to hide everything from herself.
The purpose is unknown, but there seems to be a plan brewing in her heart.
He should nip all possibilities in the cradle just like he used to deal with unknown enemies.
He thought that he was just obsessed with this woman's beautiful body.
However, whenever I really start to take action, the first person who is reluctant to do it is myself.
"Woman, no matter what your purpose is for staying with me, now that you are here, you can't push it out so easily."
Han Yi forcefully pushed past Ye Zhiding's soft body and left a domineering kiss on her forehead.
Miraculously, Ye Zhiding, who had always put Min Jue first, didn't wake up.
…
The next day, when Ye Zhiding woke up, Han Yi was no longer around.
The temperature in the sky warmed her body.
Get up and wash up. She slept peacefully last night.
"Miss Ye, you're awake. The young master has specially prepared breakfast for you. Go and eat it while it's hot." The servant was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.
She looked at Ye Zhiding with admiration. This beautiful woman was actually treated so considerately by the young master.
"Huh? What did he buy?" Ye Zhiding was curious.
"It's soy milk and fried dough sticks from Shilipu in the suburbs." The servant responded with a smile.
She is new after Han Ma. Although she is young, she has successfully graduated from the most famous management school in the United States.
After Han Zheng found out that Han Yi's suite did not have a butler, he hired him with a high salary.
"Hehe, Miss Ye, the young master is really considerate. There is a saying that soy milk cannot be separated from fried dough sticks."
Ye Zhiding responded blankly. In her world, her heart, which had always been frozen, had never truly let go of anyone except Wei Li.
The breakfast on the table is still radiating heat, I guess it was bought not long ago.
"Did he eat it himself?" Ye Zhiding picked up the soy milk and took a sip. It tasted sweet.
"Pfft. Miss Ye, I don't know about that. But, I saw the young master carrying two portions."
She didn't know where the misunderstanding came from, but a simple breakfast made her feel all kinds of attachment to it.
…
Han Yi was in a meeting when he received the call from the housekeeper.
He calmly asked about the situation on the phone, suddenly feeling happy.
That woman, it's a shame that I ran so far early in the morning and spent so much time buying her breakfast.
"President, the last thing is about your current secretary-general."