According to Duanmu Yan's instructions yesterday, the maid went to the forbidden area early in the morning to pick up a food box, which contained a breakfast made by Song Qingyu himself.

Duanmu Hiro came out of the inner room and looked bad. The maid had already arranged the steaming breakfast.

After sitting down, Duanmu Hiro looked at the Qingcong, side dish pancake in front of him, and looked unhappy, "What are these?"

The maid quickly explained respectfully, "Young Master, this was made by Mr. Song from the forbidden area. This is how the breakfast he and the Holy Aunt have had."

Duanmu Yan frowned, and Song Qingyu's appearance of playing the piano last night suddenly appeared in his mind. His slender hands were particularly beautiful. I don't know what it would look like when washing hands and making soup...

The maid was nervous, and Duanmu Hiro was lost again, which had never happened before.

The next moment, Duanmu Hiro picked up the chopsticks and reached towards the pancake. Before he could pick them up, he suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes were angry, he threw away the chopsticks, got up and turned over the table!

The cups, plates, dishes, dishes and plates were shattered on the ground. The maid turned pale and she lowered her head and knelt down, "Young master, please calm down, I deserve to die!"

"Go and prepare again." Duanmu Hen said with a cold face.

One maid cleaned up tremblingly, and the other went to inform the kitchen immediately and prepared breakfast for Duanmu Yan as before.

Two quarters of an hour later, a table of rich and exquisite breakfast was placed in front of Duanmuhiko. Taro rolls, thousand-layer crisps, hibiscus egg and vegetable soup, and various side dishes, a total of more than a dozen of them were eaten by Duanmuhiko before.

Duanmu Yan picked up a piece of taro roll, and the rest hit the maid in the mouth, and said angrily, "Why is it so sweet?"

How dare the maid say that it was the raw materials from the past? The cooks from the past are all the same as before? It is clearly because Duanmu Hiroshi's taste has changed...

Duanmu Hiro lost his appetite, turned the table up and got up and went out.

He never got confused because of anyone, but in the past two days, his emotions were a little out of control, which was very dangerous. He subconsciously refused and rejected some possibility.

As he walked, he reached the edge of the forbidden area without realizing it. Duanmu Hiro looked dark and he turned around and went back.

The maid informed Song Qingyu that she would no longer have to make Duanmu Yan’s meal.

Song Qingyu felt it was inexplicable, but the result was quite good. He didn't want the food he cooked himself for outsiders to eat.

Pu Mingwei and Lian Ziyang came to Duanmu Yan again, as if they had made an appointment, and they both brought gifts.

"Brother Duanmu said he liked this secret fan of keel." Lian Ziyang spread a folding fan and shook his face twice with a smile.

This is an old thing in the Lian family, which contains hidden weapons, which are quite exquisite.

Pu Mingwei took out a simple dagger and smiled and said, "Brother Duanmu should like this knife." It looks like it is not an ordinary person.

Duanmu Yan smiled and said, "I really want to give it to me? Why is it suddenly so generous?"

Pu Mingwei and Lian Ziyang exchanged a look, and Pu Mingwei's smile deepened, "Brother Duanmu knows that these two treasures are passed down from our family, but we are brothers. If you bear the pain and give up your love, Bo Duanmu's smile will be worth it. Just..."

Lian Ziyang continued: "As long as Brother Duanmu is willing to give up love, let the beauty last night accompany us, let alone these two gadgets, in the future..."

Duanmu Yan's smile faded, lowered his eyes and tidied up his sleeves, covering the darkness in his eyes, and when he looked up, he smiled, "It turns out that you all think what I said yesterday was lying to you? I dare not touch that person. At most, let him come over to play the piano while his father is not here."

Pu Mingwei smiled meaningfully, "Brother Duanmu, no matter who can do that, I wish I could hide it and take care of my own free luck, we understand. But after all, we have been in love for so many years, and we can satisfy our cravings once, otherwise our heart would be as it would be like a cat's claws, and it would be very itchy!"

Lian Ziyang nodded, "Brother Duanmu, don't worry, I'll leave it to us and I promise to return it to you well. He won't know anything in the future, and the National Normal University will not find anything."

Duanmu Yan sneered, opened his thin lips lightly, and said a word, "Get out."

Pu Mingwei and Lian Ziyang's expressions changed. For the first time, they saw Duanmu Yan, who had always been versatile, so rude and rude, that they were guests.

"Brother Duanmu, even if you are not happy, you don't have to be angry. It's just a toy. Brother Duanmu is reluctant to let it go, just say it." Pu Mingwei was quite sarcastic.

Then, Duanmu Hiroslid the table for the third time, and said with a cold face: "Get out!"

Seeing Pu Mingwei and Lian Ziyang mention Song Qingyu's expressions, and when they heard their unrestrained words, especially the words "toys", Duanmu Yan felt anger. Such a clean person, these two dirty things want to get involved? Dream!

Pu Mingwei and Lian Ziyang were not ordinary people. Seeing Duanmu Yan suddenly lost their composure, the two guessed something, exchanged a tacit look, and then said goodbye and left, saying that Duanmu Yan would calm down, they didn't mind.

After Duanmu Yan calmed down, he became even more irritable. He hated his loss of composure, but he really didn't want to see those two people again, but the most important thing is, what should he do with Song Qingyu?

Duanmu Yan has many women, but they are just tools for him to relieve his desires and make fun of him. He only goes through the kidneys and never goes through the heart.

Song Qingyu commented on Duanmu Yan, showing mercy everywhere, but was unintentional.

But people are not plants and trees, how can they be really unintentional?

A sentimental person is the most ruthless, but once he is moved, he is the most infatuated. Just look at when the person who can make his heart move appears.

Before that, he thought that he was free and unrestrained and enjoying himself was true. But he thought that he would be like this all his life, and that no one was worthy of his touch. He even kept saying "instructions" on Song Qingyu the day before yesterday, saying that life was short and timely enjoyment, and that it was good that the two of them only wanted happiness, without having to put in their efforts, and that any love or love was meaningless.

But sometimes, everything will change in a moment.

Love is the hardest thing to think about, the hardest to control, and the hardest to be rational. It often happens quietly and can take it, but can never let it go, because it is not true, nor is it true.

Duanmu Yan, who was the most indulgent in the past, was unwilling to let things go in a more "worse" direction. He chose not to eat what Song Qingyu made, never see Song Qingyu again, and even did not get close to the forbidden area.

In order to remain calm, he locked himself up and practiced, and ordered that no one was allowed to disturb him unless Duanmu Yin came back or the wedding date came.

Duanmu Hiroshi hopes that everything is just an illusion. By then, that person will not affect him, and he is still the same as before. It is best.

Song Qingyu naturally didn't care what Duanmu Yan was doing. He just accompanied Ning Zhen, cooking and taking a walk every day, and lived a rare and leisurely life.

Song Qingyu thought it was quite interesting when he learned about the girl from Ning Zhen. He was a very patient person. After embroidering a purse for A Miao, Song Qingyu planned to make one for his brother Nangong Heng, which Nangong Heng had said earlier.

Although it is a bit strange for men to give them purses made by themselves, Song Qingyu doesn't care. Anyway, he is still idle.

Like Qi Miao, Song Qingyu also prayed silently in his heart when he saw the sunset and the bright moon in the sky these days, hoping that Qi Miao would be lucky and would meet Nangong Heng or Ye Ling on the way.

At this time, Nangong Heng had been trapped on the deserted island for more than half a month, with his dear father-in-law Ye Sheng.

The birds and beasts on the island are on the verge of extinction under the tragedy of Nangong Heng, and only a few cubs with little meat escaped for the time being.

However, the relationship between Nangong Heng and Ye Sheng still has no obvious progress.

Nangong Heng was sure that Ye Sheng was amnesia and blind, so it was definitely not easy to gain his trust.

So far, Ye Sheng has never said a word to Nangong Heng. Nangong Heng doubted whether he was poisoned or not? It was impossible to verify, but he hoped that it was not.

The main food turned into fish again, and almost all the spices found on the island were swept by Nangong Heng. He grilled fish this day and sprinkled the last bit of spices on it, sighed and said quietly: "Father-in-law, please, can you give me some trust? I want to demolish your house and build a ship to find Xiao Yezi and Yaoyao. Xiao Yezi must be very worried about me. Yaoyao is so beautiful. What if he is ruined? He is my younger brother. I said I want to marry him, alas..."

Hearing the familiar footsteps, Nangong Heng was instantly enthusiastic, "Senior, wait for a moment, the crispy and spicy grilled fish will be ready soon!"

Ye Sheng could not see the object with his eyes, but he was still sitting accurately on a stone not far away, facing the sea, his temples were stained with frost and white, as quiet as a sculpture.

Nangong Heng gave Ye Sheng the first roasted fish, and he sat aside and ate another one without seasoning.

Having a meal together is the result of Nangong Heng’s efforts over the past few days.

Ye Sheng always left after eating, and in this short period of time, Nangong Heng had the opportunity to talk to him. Although he had never received a response, he must not give up.

Therefore, Nangong Heng held up the grilled fish in his hand and started a new round of hard-working thoughts...

"Senior, there is nothing to eat on this island. There are only three little kids the size of a palm left. If they are caught and roasted, they are a bit unkind. I will eat them when they grow up. Senior, do you think?"

"Seabirds are afraid they are not becoming genitals. One of them can't be seen on the island. I waited on the shore. I saw a group of people flying over, but guess what? Before I reached my range, they all turned around and flew away!"

"The pheasant has long disappeared, and the pheasant eggs have been stewed for the seniors."

"I don't know how I'm doing with seniors. Anyway, I'm almost vomiting when I eat fish, but in the future, only fish can be eaten, and there are no spices. I can only eat and vomit at the same time, which is also..."

Seeing Ye Sheng frowning, Nangong Heng coughed lightly, "Senior, don't mind, keep eating. The fish in your hand is the last grilled fish with flavor, and you must cherish it. But by dinner today, we can only eat grilled fish with no flavor. Alas, when will this day be the end? It's too difficult, too bitter, too hungry, too annoying, too much want to go home!"

"Senior, why don't you go to my house with me? My wife's name is Xiaoyezi. She looks so beautiful and cooks very delicious, especially her favorite sweet and sour pork ribs. My Xiaoyezi is really awesome to make that dish! No, but I just thought about it, my saliva is about to flow out. If I think about it, I really can't eat this fish."

"Senior, my life is still long. I'm stuck here day after day, but I'm just waiting for death. The world is so big, don't you want to go and see it? Oh, what I said is not to sarcasticize the eyes of my seniors, don't misunderstand it. As long as I'm willing to follow me, let's work together, I promise that I will never regret it if I eat delicious food and drink spicy food in the future!"

Seeing Ye Sheng tilting his head slightly, Nangong Heng looked happy, there was a chance!

"Senior, do you want to ask, how to leave? It's very simple. Let me demolish your house and build a boat, and we can leave!" Nangong Heng was very excited.

Ye Sheng was still silent, continued to eat fish, and left after eating.

Nangong Heng raised his grilled fish with his eyes closed, lying on the grass with his eyes down, looking at the sky speechlessly, "It's another day of abuse by his father-in-law. It's so beautiful. Not only do I want to vomit, but I want to vomit blood..."

The fish was grilled for dinner, and there was really no seasoning.

Nangong Heng obviously saw that Ye Sheng was eating fish a lot slower, and obviously didn't like it very much.

So, Nangong Heng felt bitterly...

This time, when Ye Sheng threw down the fish bone, he nodded slightly to the direction where Nangong Heng was.

Nangong Heng jumped up happily, "Senior Yue...Senior! Did you agree to leave with me? I believe it, you can't regret it! I will demolish your house early tomorrow morning!"

Ye Sheng shook his head slightly.

Nangong Heng understood and his eyes lit up, "Senior mean, don't wait for tomorrow? Now?"

Ye Sheng nodded slightly.

Nangong Heng was overjoyed and threw away the grilled fish that he had not eaten at all. He followed Ye Sheng to his thatched hut.

This is Nangong Heng’s only hope. He can finally go in. He thought that there was at least a bed inside, and of course there would be wooden boards. Maybe there would be a table and a chair! All of them were removed and built a ship for him! Then he could leave to find Xiao Yezi and Yaoyao!

There is no door in thatched hut, only one thatched curtain.

Ye Sheng lifted the curtain and signaled Nangong Heng to go in first.

My father-in-law's sudden politeness made Nangong Heng deeply feel that his hard work these days was not in vain.

But the next moment, after Nangong Heng entered the door, he was stunned...

The thatched hut is not big, it is quite clean inside, without the wooden tables and chairs that Nangong Heng wanted, and it really has a bed.

But that bed was a thatched mat that was neatly laid on the ground, and next to it was a set of white-washed old clothes and a kettle.
To be continued...