"Miss, please come with me!" The housekeeper just now stepped forward and said politely to Yang Xiaoyun.
Leaning against the door, looking at the back of the man who was walking towards the master bedroom, Ji Yuhao punched the wall. Her mind was filled with that man, and there was no trace of herself in her heart.
At the same time, he also hated himself. Why should the dignified Ji Yuhao be influenced by this ordinary working girl? But... if love could explain it, he wouldn't have to suffer so much!
In the dead of night, maybe he was really tired. He entered the room, threw himself on the bed, and fell asleep. When he woke up in the morning, his feet were a little swollen. Thinking about it, it might be because he was wearing jeans and slept all night.
Because he didn't even turn over.
Looking at the unfamiliar ceiling and thinking for a while, Yang Xiaoyun remembered where he was.
Ji Yuhao's house is very big, covering more than fifty square meters. It still has an entire curved window, facing the empty skyline. There are no curtains. When Yang Xiaoyun opened his eyes, he saw the blue sky outside the window and the slow white clouds.
The flow passed by, so close that it seemed that you could touch it.
She lay on the bed for a while before getting up. The bathroom in the bedroom was also very large and had many mirrors, which made it seem a bit empty. Like the bedroom, the main tone was black and white, which looked a bit deserted. In fact, the quilt was too warm and she couldn't sleep.
My mouth was dry. After washing, I went downstairs. It was also very warm downstairs. The double-glazed glass was covered with fine white mist, as if it was covered with a layer of drawn curtains.
On the sofa, Ji Yuhao was sleeping. He was wrapped in a blanket and sleeping motionless on the sofa.
Yang Xiaoyun was a little stunned. Did she sleep on his bed?
He tiptoed to the sofa and stretched out his hand. Just as he was about to call him, his eyes suddenly opened: "What are you doing?"
It almost didn't frighten Yang Xiaoyun out of his wits. He only slapped his chest: "It scared me to death."
"Who told you to be uneasy and kind-hearted?" Ji Yuhao sat up and plucked his hair. In fact, his hair was not messy, but he was wearing pajamas, which was somewhat different from his usual appearance. Yang Xiaoyun was a little angry because he was scared, and deliberately
She despised him: "It turns out that men can't meet people without dressing up." But Lan Chu's appearance flashed in his mind.
Suddenly remembering what happened last night, Ji Yuhao glanced at her angrily: "Please wait and ask the driver to take you back to the company." After saying that, he turned around and went downstairs, ignoring the loud-mouthed Yang Xiaoyun.
I don’t know what this person is angry about, it’s really...
While waiting for the driver downstairs, Yang Xiaoyun took out his mobile phone. Except for the background and time, the screen was still blank. Why didn't he call himself? He was so disappointed!
the other side
"Chu!" Looking at Lan Chu who was sleeping on the table, Ke Xiang's eyes were full of distress. He hadn't slept well for many nights. The company had accumulated countless things in the past year.
When he came back, he felt like he was fighting for his life. He had said many times that these things could be slowed down, but...he worked harder and harder.
He seems to be in a hurry, but... what could happen to make him lose his sense of control, who is always calm? Even his body is gone, so day and night!
"Oh! Xiang is here!" Sensing someone beside him, Lan Chu raised his head, opened his eyes with difficulty, saw the person clearly, and said with a smile.
"Chu, what's wrong with you? You can take it easy on these things!" Ke Xiang never said much about Lan Chu's personal matters. This time, if he couldn't stand it anymore, he would never speak.