"Let's have a meal."

Looking at the maid serving the food in, Ye Yifan changed the topic.

During the meal, both of them were quiet and there was no sound.

Ye Yifan had no appetite, but in order not to make him angry, he still ate mechanically, but he was very slow.

Suddenly, the man found a candied haw that she liked to eat in her bowl.

Ye Yifan looked at the gorgeous candied haws in his bowl, and for some reason he felt a little bitter.

In the past, she liked eating candied haws and would buy a bunch of them whenever she had the chance.

After Zhou Zimo found out, he specially hired a master who could make candied haws to stay in the mansion, for fear that the food outside would be unclean.

So every once in a while, a few people always appear on the dining table. It was his unfinished pampering and carefulness that touched her heart unknowingly.

She suddenly remembered that she once took the initiative to kiss him in order to eat a bite of candied haws. Now, thinking about it, everything seems so stupid.

"No need, I don't like eating candied haws anymore." Ye Yifan picked up the candied haws in the bowl and put them into his bowl. He smiled politely at him, but he didn't know that the smile made him hurt to his bones.

She never smiled at him like this before.

So strange, so unfamiliar.

He still remembers how happy she smiles every time he brings her candied haws.

Zhou Zimo's chopsticks almost crushed in his hand. No matter how hard he tried, she was still deliberately alienating herself.

Seeing his face suddenly cold, Ye Yifan's little face gradually turned pale, and I don't know where he offended him.

Is it just because she said she doesn’t like eating candied haws?

She was really confused about him.

Both of them didn't speak, and the atmosphere became a little awkward. Until the night, Ye Yifan was drowsy in the bathtub, trying to wait for Zhou Zimo to fall asleep and climbed into the bed secretly. Unfortunately, her little abacus was destined to fail.

A sound of water came from his ears. Before he turned around, the man had already picked up her body and entered her body.

This time, Ye Yifan took a low breath, pressed his forehead against the bathtub, and his sleepiness woke up. Her slender fingers grabbed his strong arm and cut several sharp scratches on his arm, "Let's lighter"

Zhou Zimo lowered his head and kissed her lips. Listening to her little cat-like voice, he wanted to kill someone here.

The hot water in the bathtub was filled with heated movements, and it was filled with sound.

When he was over, Ye Yifan closed his eyes half-squinted, almost fainted, and lay on the bathtub without moving.

She felt that she would be ruined sooner or later if she continued like this.

Who said that the night shift was the hardest, she finally understood this truth now.

She basically slept during the day, but was tortured by him at night. If this cycle continues, she can't even get the jet lag.

No matter how hard she was, she couldn't withstand the night of consumption. Maybe she had died in bed before he could get tired of playing.

Zhou Zimo hooked her waist without saying a word and took her out of the bucket.

Ye Yifan struggled gently and moaned: "I haven't washed it yet."
Chapter completed!