Chapter 13 Sudden cohabitation, this is probably perfect...
The boy's words successfully caught Ye Weiran's attention, and he turned his head with deep eyes.
Fu Linchuan, who was gossiping, had already turned around to see Ye Weiran's reaction. As soon as their eyes met, Fu Linchuan immediately covered his mouth and whispered, "Cong Shuchen."
The implication is, remember this name, he has the potential to become your love rival.
Ye Weiran continued to look back at Cong Shuchen, who looked like his name, Wen Zou Zou.
He frowned, what word could he use to describe it?
Yes, polite scum!
While walking on the way home from school, Lu Yanxi suddenly felt that the air pressure was a bit low today. She shook her shoulders and said,
"Ye Weiran, do you feel a little cold?"
Ye Weiran glanced at her coldly, "I'm hot..."
The first thing Ye Weiran did after returning home was walk Pudding. He was used to seeing only Pudding and a dog waiting for him in the huge villa every day when he came home.
Both Mr. Ye and Dr. An are too busy.
This is not because Ye Ziming flew out again yesterday to discuss business abroad.
An Ran will also have to work the night shift in the hospital tonight, and Ye Weiran will have dinner at Lu Yanxi's house.
Lu Yanxi hadn't walked Pudding with him for five days. They had originally agreed to go together after school today, but suddenly she said she had to go home quickly to do her homework. After finishing her homework, she would be ready for tomorrow's drawing board report.
In the park, Ye Weiran was holding Pudding, and both the dog and the person were a little lethargic.
"Xiaoye, you are walking your dog by yourself today. Your little friend is not with you."
Grandpa Zhao, the neighbor with a gray beard, is taking a walk.
"She is doing her homework at home and will play chess with you another day, Grandpa Zhao."
"Okay, I'll be waiting for you!"
Perhaps thinking of the scene when Old Zhaotou stared at him in displeasure after losing a chess game last time, Pudding turned his head and barked at him, and was pulled away by Ye Weiran's neck.
Ms. Xie heard the sound of the door unlocking in the kitchen, and then heard Pudding gasping for air.
Pudding was very anxious, but he still waited obediently at the door for Ye Weiran to wipe his jiojio.
Ye Weiran finished changing his slippers unhurriedly, and Pudding hurriedly picked up Pudding.
After both feet were wiped, Pudding's whole dog dodges, first sneaks into the kitchen and circles around Ms. Xie twice, begging for a bite of meat, and then runs upstairs to Lu Yanxi's room.
Pudding ran all the way, thinking that he would be hugged and patted by Lu Yanxi, but he never expected that he would be shocked.
"Ah~!"
Lu Yanxi hid at the door, waiting for it to run up and then suddenly appear with a grimace. Pudding was so frightened that he staggered, and his expression was so ferocious that he could cut out a series of emoticons.
"Hahahahaha..."
"Woof woof woof woof..."
"Haha, you were scared by me, silly dog," Lu Yanxi sat on the carpet beside the bed and patted the seat next to him, "Come here, sister bought you new snacks."
Although she was always teased by Lu Yanxi, Pudding still liked her very much, and now she screamed and ran over.
Downstairs, Ye Weiran is helping Ms. Xie cook.
"You're not needed here. Just go out and wait. You'll be ready soon."
Ye Weiran's white T-shirt doesn't look very suitable for the kitchen.
"It's okay, godmother, should this dish be stir-fried? I'll take care of it."
Not only did he perfectly inherit Ye Ziming's IQ, but he also perfectly inherited his talent for cooking. He could still cook it well without having to learn it.
What does the most perfect life look like?
That's probably how it is now.
Ms. Xie feels that she is very lucky. When she was young, she had Lu Fang to accompany her when she grew up. Now she has a pair of good children, a good best friend who has not changed her relationship for many years, and such a good godson. Maybe he can become her son-in-law in the future.
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During the meal, Ms. Xie kept serving ribs to Ye Ziming.
"Of course, why don't you stay here tonight? Your godfather is not at home, and now your brother Chen has also gone to live on campus. If you stay, you can stay with us and my mother. It just so happens that all your things are in the guest room and no one has touched them.
Pass."
Ye Weiran did not refuse and happily stayed.
After dinner, the three of them were busy with their own things.
Ms. Xie took a glass of milk and went to the study to catch up on the manuscript. Lu Yanxi was drawing the draft of the newspaper in the room, while Ye Weiran was clicking away on the keyboard and playing games.
"Ye Weiran, you are too noisy, please keep your voice down." Lu Yanxi lowered his head and drew with colored pencils on the paper carefully.
The other party didn't respond at all. Lu Yanxi looked up and saw that he was wearing headphones and staring at the screen intently. It was obvious that he couldn't hear what she was saying, so he looked back at Pudding lying aside.
Pudding moved his head, groaned twice, tilted his head and lay on his front feet, closed his eyes, and said silently in his heart: "It's none of my business~"
Lu Yanxi shook his head helplessly, took the things and left Ye Weiran's side, lay down on the bed and continued painting.
I don't know how long it took, but Lu Yanxi felt a familiar fragrance. The smell made her feel at ease and she rubbed her head comfortably.
Ye Weiran gently pulled out the drawing paper she was holding down, picked up the paintbrushes scattered around one by one, and put them back into the small drawer.
Then he slowly lifted her head up, put a pillow under it, and covered her with a quilt! He moved gently like a treasure that was afraid of being broken.
Pudding kept his eyes closed and pretended to sleep until Ye Weiran turned off the light and closed the door.
It leaned against the end of the bed and changed into a more comfortable position to protect its other cute little owner.
Lu Yanxi slept soundly that night. It wasn't until he was woken up by a splash of urine in the morning that he got up and went to the bathroom, rubbing his messed up hair.
As a result, as soon as I opened the toilet door, I bumped into a solid chest, there was a "bang", and then the familiar fragrance hit my nostrils again.
"ah!"
Lu Yanxi subconsciously rubbed his sore forehead, opened his sleepy eyes, and didn't react yet.
Didn't Lu Yanchen go to live on campus?
Ye Weiran had already finished washing, and when he went out, he bumped into a little confused boy who hadn't fully opened his eyes.
Xiao Mulu was wearing cartoon pajamas with pink and white patterns. The collar was a little crooked when sleeping, exposing half of her fair and beautiful collarbone. In desperation, the two feet of the slippers were worn backwards, and each hair had its own attitude.
She stood dazedly opposite the refreshed Ye Weiran, looking quite sloppy.
But no one felt embarrassed, everything was natural.
"Does it hurt?"
Ye Weiran raised her beautiful fingers and naturally pushed aside her bangs to check.
"Hey, it's okay. It's just a little red, and it was caused by you rubbing it. Come wash it off and eat."
After randomly rubbing her bangs twice, Ye Weiran hung the towel around her neck, pulled her shoulders and moved a step to the side, walked out of the bathroom and went downstairs.
Touched lightly by his cool fingertips, Lu Yanxi blinked his eyes twice, finally woke up, and heard a roar,