Ye Cong clearly knows that this matter can't continue to drag on, otherwise it won't do any good to Xinya.

Turn on the phone, the first thing you see is her smiling face.

"What do you think bad people look like?" Ye Cong suddenly asked.

"Bad people?" New bud slightly tilted his head, as if in his mind to search for such an image, "probably similar to the puzzle boy bar."

That's not bad, old fool.

Ye Cong has no choice but to shake his head, but he doesn't know how to tell her.

"Don't worry about rose's words. She will leave soon." It didn't seem necessary, but ye Cong said it again.

New bud pause for a while, secretly should a.

"By the way, how are you going to spend the Lantern Festival?" Ye Cong didn't want to continue this topic, so he changed the topic, "Xinmiao and Xinyang came over that day, let's work together."

"Ah?" Boiled shrimp, sprouts from the kitchen, "they come over the Lantern Festival, why I don't know?"

Isn't she the sister?

"I think my brother-in-law is more reliable." Ye Cong complacent mouth said, want to know Xinmiao now something is contact him.

Xinya does not give up, back to the living room picked up his mobile phone, found Xinmiao really did not contact her, "why ah, I am her sister ah."

What a grievance to say!

"Sister and brother-in-law are no different." Ye Cong said of course, with a bit proud looking at the bud.

Xinya's face is stained with a touch of scarlet. They are not so good. How can this man say it all day long with a brother-in-law.

"Ignore you." New bud red face said, directly turned back to the kitchen.

Ye Cong lies on the armrest of the sofa and looks at the woman inside. In addition to contentment, he is satisfied. This woman is his and belongs to him completely.

It's a pity that I didn't send out my 20-year-old birthday present. I still have to find a chance.

It is clear that he is one or two years older than ye Yuwei, but now ye Yuwei's children are seven or eight years old, and he has not even finished his mother's work. No, no, no, it can't go on like this.

Why don't you just find a lucky day recently and get rid of the baby's mother first?

Thinking about this, ye Cong thinks it's a good idea.

It's just that the woman who is cooking in the kitchen doesn't know what the old fox is thinking.

After dinner, the two people's daily activities nest in the sofa to watch movies. In the past, there was a sofa for one person, but now there is a sofa for two people, and there is still a lot of spare time.

Ye Cong is looking at Xinya in his arms all the way. He doesn't care much about what the movie is about. He plays with Xinya's hair with one hand, leans against his body, and is a bit lazy.

Xinya looks carefully, but naturally she doesn't notice Ye Cong's action at this moment. While she looks at it, she is still trying to figure out the female master's acting skills again and again. Until her hair hurts, she yells and looks back at Ye Cong with dissatisfaction.

Ye Cong seems to be addicted to playing with her hair and refuses to let it go. "Why is your hair more fragrant than mine when you use the same shampoo?"

It's a very boring problem. Xinya turns her eyes secretly. She feels that the tall leaf always turns into a childish, or the kind of childish.

"You can go to bed without going to the movies." Xinya wants to take back her hair, but she is directly pressed by Ye Cong, "ah --"

"You sleep with me." Ye Cong's low voice fell on Xinya's ear, pressing her chest with a smile.