From the moment she texted him to return to the city, he couldn't sit still. He wanted to see her the next second. He knew that such a way of meeting was dangerous and exciting, but he couldn't suppress the impulse to see her.

Tens of meters away, a tall and petite figure feels as long as a century. For people in love, a second of separation is long.

Finally, he went to the door. He opened the door for her gentlemanly. Qiuye secretly raised her eyes and looked at him, but she saw that his eyes were bursting out of deep miss.

So far away from those people, he no longer had to suppress his emotions, and her heart jumped wildly. This dangerous and exciting feeling lingered between them.

Close the door, he went around to the other side to get on the bus. As soon as he got on the bus, he circled her, hugged her in his arms and kissed her fiercely. The dark glass film cut off all the lines of sight outside.

His lips stormed against her, like trying to embed her into her body. Qiu Ye felt that his back was going to be broken by him.

He rubbed her short hair and whispered in a hoarse voice,

"Autumn leaf, I miss you!"

She hugged him and responded enthusiastically,

"Me too..."

But I haven't seen you for three days, but miss is surging back and forth between them like a Pentium river.

There was a harsh sound of trumpets outside at the right time, and autumn leaves hurriedly pushed him away,

"Zhuang, drive quickly. Your car is blocking the car behind..."

As soon as he got on the bus, he was busy kissing Fangze. He completely forgot that his car was still in the middle of the road, and a lot of cars lined up behind him. He thought the car would leave after they got on the bus. Unexpectedly, there was no movement after they got on the bus, and the group of people behind couldn't help being anxious.

Isn't Zhuang Dashao anxious to find her to translate? Why did you stay in the car?

Zhuang Shili glanced unhappily at the pile of cars whistling outside. Then he released her and started the car. The fierce car was like a swift Panther driving the two people to the city.

On the way back, neither of them spoke again. No one could bear to open his mouth to interrupt the rare silence. Qiuye fell asleep unconsciously. With him around, she didn't have to worry about anything. Just hide behind him and enjoy it.

She liked the warmth and stability he gave her.

Just like those four years together, now I think carefully that she has not suffered so much. He has arranged everything for her. He is overbearing and strong. He will even buy her clothes, and they are so suitable for her.

In fact, he did take good care of her in those four years, and his failure to disclose her identity also saved her from the difficulties of many women, and let her not be used by his enemies.

That's why she has the mood, time and energy to concentrate on her study, and then she has good grades. Then she has today's excellent her. It turns out that everything he has done to her has been carefully planned.

If he hadn't bought her five years ago, what would she look like now?

When the car finally stopped in the small apartment she rented, she didn't wake up. Her defenseless sleeping face like a child made his heart soft. He gently printed a kiss on her forehead, and then carefully held her down.

For the sake of safety, he didn't take her back to the small apartment in the University City. After all, Xue Yao knew the existence of that place and had made trouble.

He gently put her on the big bed. He went out of the bedroom and called longyi and asked him to send a takeout. He just hung up longyi's phone. His mobile phone remembered sharply again. He was afraid that she would be woken up and hurriedly pressed the answer button,

"Leave..."

Xue Yao's soft voice came over the phone, and his eyebrows could not help frowning,

"What's up?"

His voice was so calm that he could not hear any ups and downs.

"It's so late. Why don't you come back for dinner? I asked housekeeper Xu to prepare your favorite food for you..."

Before she finished, he interrupted with a voice. Although the tone was gentle, it didn't have a trace of emotion,

"Yao Yao, I have a meal outside tonight. Eat first, darling. Go to bed early after eating..."

"Leave..."

Xue Yao at that end was unwilling to let go, so he had to coax for a long time.

After hanging up the phone, he went to the bathroom to take a shower. Long Yi just delivered the takeout at this time. He thought about it and said to Long Yi,

"After a while, if Xue Yao calls and asks, he says I have a party, and... I don't go back at night after drinking too much!"

Having not seen her for so many days, he just wants to stay with this little woman tonight.

Since he confessed his mind to her and got her response, he felt tortured by Xue Yao's acting. All he thought about was the little woman, her eyebrows, her eyes, her bad, her good, her little pout when she lost her temper... In short, everything about her was the most beautiful in his eyes.

When autumn leaves woke up from their sleep, it was already dark in the room. Only a lamp was left at the head of the bed, emitting a faint yellow light, but it gave her a warm and intimate feeling. She knew he must be there.

Out of the bedroom, sure enough, he saw that he was seriously busy facing the laptop in the narrow living room, and his slender fingers were dancing quickly on the keyboard.

She is a small apartment with one room and one living room. There is no study at all, so she can't help feeling a little guilty when she sees his tall figure nestled in the small sofa.

Seeing her wake up, he quickly stopped his work, strode forward to pick her up and sat down on the sofa. She sat on his thigh with his neck hooked. This posture made her a little embarrassed, struggling to get down, but he stopped her.

She looked at him angrily. Her little face still had some laziness that had just woke up. He couldn't help but lower his head to taste her carefully. He didn't release her until they were about to suffocate.

"Are you hungry? I'll cook!"

He put her on the sofa next to him, then got up and went into the small kitchen. She sat lazily in the sofa and looked at his busy figure, looking like a docile cat.

This warm feeling made her eyes moist. She asked herself more than once, what is happiness?

She thought of the words written by an author she had read. She said: happiness is that I still love when I am hurt. I write you see!

Sure enough, it's accurate and sharp. I still love it! Although she had been deeply hurt, she still didn't give up the courage to pursue love and still had the courage to believe in love, so she and he had today's reconciliation.

Because it was a takeout, he just needed to heat it up. Seeing that he was almost finished, she got up and wanted to move his computer to prepare for dinner, but she was suddenly stunned there.

The big head picture of her and him was prominently displayed on his computer desktop. A warm current surged up in her heart. She blinked hard to keep the warmth from rushing into her nose.

After taking a deep look at the picture again, she couldn't help but secretly cover her mouth and laugh. He just came out with the food. Seeing her smiling at her computer, he came forward awkwardly, buttoned the cover of her notebook and said to her fiercely,

"Eat!"

In fact, his computer desktop has been this for the past year. Since he found the photo in her mobile phone, he took the test to make a desktop on his computer.

He is not a hypocritical person. He just feels that his heart will settle down when he can see her like this every day. She smiled and grabbed the chopsticks and began to eat. He sat opposite her, chewing and swallowing gracefully.

After dinner, he took the initiative to wash the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, and she followed up with some embarrassment,

"I'll come!"

It seems that after the two meet again, she hasn't entered the kitchen or even washed the dishes. Alas, if he gets used to it, she won't be too lazy to do anything.

"Go take a bath and go to bed early. I'm tired these days!"

He brushed the dishes skillfully. He knew that she was tired these days. He always called her at night and fell asleep.

She didn't say anything and didn't go out. She just put her arm around him gently from behind him and leaned her whole body weight on his body. He brushed the bowl. She leaned so gently. The warmth was filled in the small kitchen.

"Zhuang..."

She leaned behind him and called him,

"Huh?"

He looked at her with a slight tilt of his head.

"It's so late... Don't you go home?"