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Chapter 5 The warmth of the family

Ye’s father is stereotyped and talks little, but he is a loyal and honest person with a wise light in his eyes.

Ye's mother suffers from a congenital heart and is bedridden all year round, but she is very amiable and considers herself to be very desirable.

It also made her feel like she was a mother.

Ye Hancheng was even more meticulous, gentle and considerate, and even cooked for her by himself.

The summer is hot.

Ye Hancheng specially bought ice cubes from the concession and placed them in the house to cool down. Her attentiveness and consideration moved her very much.

It feels so good to have family. She wants to marry him and let him love him for the rest of his life and finally have a home.

Ye Hancheng is the man she has ever seen the most beloved woman. He is particularly tolerant of her and he agrees to whatever she wants to do.

I saw him looking at her with a very gentle look on several occasions.

He never looked at anyone else with that doting look.

Sometimes when he did this, Ye Yifan felt a little guilty and a sense of guilt. She was like an emotional liar, stealing the warmth that belonged to others.

After all, modern people are commonplace. Holding hands and kissing their foreheads.

Ye Yifan did not refuse particularly toughly, and could not bear to see his hurt eyes.

It’s very relaxed and happy to have such an older brother who loves me, accompanys me, plays and makes fun together.

Everything is fine except that my parents don’t let them go out.

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In the yard, beside the lotus pond, laughter and joy came from time to time, and there was a rockery in front of the pond.

Ye Yifan sat on the swing, and Ye Hancheng pushed him gently from behind.

"Hurry up! Try hard, are you out of strength?"

"Stupid girl! What a joke, Brother Ye, I am extremely powerful, I'm afraid you will be dizzy."

Ye Yifan looked disgusted: "If you don't have the strength, don't quibble, I won't laugh at you."

She is not afraid of being dizzy, she wants to be irritated.

"Do I need to shake you to the rockery to prove my strength?" Ye Hancheng rolled up his sleeves.

"How about I'll shake you and let you see what a tomboy is!"

"You are a girl who is getting more and more arrogant. How can a man be on a swing and let the girl push him?"

"Will you just have it if you ask me to push it? Whoever says boys can't play anymore? Everyone needs entertainment."

Ye Yifan looked at him and asked in confusion: "Why haven't you left the mansion recently? Didn't the maids say that you often go to the military camp?"

"It's because you're injured. I took a half month off and stayed with you at home."

Ye Yifan blurted out: "Brother Ye is so nice. Whoever marrys you as a wife in the future will definitely be happy."

A big hand with clear bones pinched her cheek: "Is my wife happy to ask you, aren't you my wife?"

"What if I don't marry you?" she asked seriously.

Ye Hancheng stared at her eyes and slowly said, "Then I will never marry you for the rest of my life. My parents are so kind to you. Do you have the heart to cut off the incense of the Ye family?"

Ye Yifan's face turned slightly red when he listened to his words. This was not the first time someone confessed to him. What moved her was that the sincerity and firmness in his eyes, so sincere, made her heart warm, and it was a little more complicated and guilty.

She didn't want to lose this good friend, good brother, and she liked to stay with him very much, but she knew that it was not love.

Because she doesn't know what love is, her mate selection criteria are like dogs. Whoever has meat to eat, will run with whom she is good to her.

To himself, he was like a meticulous big brother.

The girl on the swing had a flush on both sides of her cheeks. Her stunning appearance became more attractive, and her big eyes were shiny.

Ye Hancheng looked at her blankly, this was the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen in his life.

I was once unfamiliar with the world, but since she lost her memory, her eyes were occasionally filled with sorrow, and sometimes it was full of complexity, making people unable to see through it.
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