After a crazy day, the four returned to the apartment with all kinds of small and big bags and all kinds of gadgets. Just as they walked into the elevator, they walked into another person.

This is the only way to meet each other.

Ouyang Ye's eyes, cold as frost and snow, pass over Luo Xiaoxiao's and Chu's face before they have time to take back their smile. His whole body is even colder.

"Uncle Ouyang, what's the matter with you?" As soon as Xiao Yun sees him, he habitually pours on him.

Ouyang Ye reaches out his hand and catches her. Like a snow mountain that has never been melted for thousands of years, his eyes also show a mild color: "I'm ok. How did you sweat?"

"We went out to play today, eh..." Xiao Yun's happy reply is half choked.

She promised uncle Ouyang that she would help him catch up with his mother, but she had a good time with Uncle Chu today. If mom accepted uncle Chu in this way, wouldn't she be very sorry for uncle Ouyang.

Thinking about this, he felt more guilty. Xiao Yun lowered his head and said in a small voice, "Uncle Ouyang, I'm sorry."

"Nothing." Ouyang Ye's line of sight in the elevator scan a circle, face expressionless way: "you have a good time."

Luo small on his eyes, inexplicably feel a burst of guilty, like a very derailed wife was caught by her husband is the kind of mood.

As soon as this idea came out, it was patted by her without hesitation.

Oneself and Chu frivolous is a friend to go out to play, where come of this kind of derailment idea, more importantly, oneself and he have relation?

"Xiao Yun, come back." It was Xiaoyu who spoke.

Xiao Yun always listens to his words, although Wen Yan doesn't understand, he still runs to his side: "what's the matter with my brother?"

"Almost home." Xiaoyu looks at the indicator light of the elevator and sweeps over Ouyang Ye without any trace. He holds Xiaoyun's hand more tightly.

But Ouyang Ye is still sensitive to the sight that sweeps past him, and his eyes are full of interest.

Is the child hostile to himself?

The elevator just stops at this time. Luo Xiaoyan almost dares not look at Ouyang ye, but pulls Xiaoyu away in a hurry.

Chu frivolous backward half step, the corner of the mouth raised a smile: "thank you."

After that, he walked away with diligence.

Ouyang Ye knows what he means when he says thank you. He is writing that he has given up. Luo Xiaoxiao gives him a chance.

Just -

if you really can't get it, how can you let him get it so easily.

Luo Xiaoxiao, since you play me in the palm of your hand and don't claim some interest from you, how can you be worthy of me?

Chu frivolous left after dinner, Luo small send him downstairs.

Autumn wind just right, not hot or cold, a comfortable.

"Two kids are so playful. It's hard for you today."

"Why? I'm happy, too. " Chu frivolous stopped to look at her: "send it here, you go back to rest early."

Luo Xiaoxiao nodded and said with a smile, "well, be careful on the way."

"That's right." Chu frivolous and open mouth, in Luo small doubt eyes, take out a small box from the pocket, put a smile in Luo small hand, blinked, with a playful meaning: "send you."

What would be in that small box? Luo easily thought of it. His breathing was disordered unconsciously. He stepped back in a panic: "no, I don't need it."

Chu frivolous smile: "you haven't seen what's inside, just like this?" He took the initiative to open the box, inside is a small Brooch: "I saw it today, I think it's very suitable for you, so I bought it."

Seeing the small Brooch inside, Luo Xiaoxiao feels that he has just lost his mind. For a moment, there are some people who don't know how to face Chu frivolity: "thank you, I like it very much."

After she took it, she urged, "it's late. You can go back early."

She now see Chu frivolous can think of oneself just want to crooked appearance!

It must be a shame to know without thinking!

Chu frivolous also not embarrassed her, and she waved on the car.

See Chu frivolous car in the night across a smooth trace, and then disappear, Luo small long sigh of relief, holding the box, turned home.

Think of two children today play crazy appearance, Luo small careful secretly decided to take them out to play more in the future.

When the elevator opened, she stepped out, and the smile on her face immediately hardened.

"Ouyang Ye!" "What are you doing here?" she exclaimed

Ouyang ye only wears a common white household clothes. His hands are around his chest, and he leans lazily against her door. The broken hair in front of his forehead covers his eyes, but his face is pale with some transparency.

Looking at it makes people feel worried.

"Send Chu frivolous to come back?" He glanced over the box in Luo's small hand. The volume of the box obviously reminded him of something. His face was even more ugly. He hummed coldly: "come to my house and deal with the wound for me."He put down his arm, can clearly see the white home clothes above mottled blood.

Luo's little mind almost immediately remembered what happened last night, and his face didn't look good.

Who does he think he is? Why is it so reasonable to instruct yourself to treat his wound?

He also went to his home. Who knows if he will take the opportunity to do anything.

Luo small face also cold down: "Ouyang president identity respect, this hurt or go to the hospital to let the doctor to deal with, I this kind of layman start no weight, if let your condition worsen can how to do?"

Ouyang Ye reaches over his forehead and pushes aside the messy curtain of his head. He looks as smart as a teenager in his household clothes.

"Have you forgotten?" He slowly opened his mouth, stretched out his hand to shake his bloodstained clothes in front of Luo Xiaoxiao's eyes, let her see more clearly, and his voice was low: "for whom am I hurt, and who vowed to take care of me a few days ago?"

Luo looked at his clothes with more bloodstains than before. His heart tightened. He walked over and dragged his clothes. He found that he was not bandaged at all and let the bloodstains seep out.

Luo Xiaoqi looked at him: "Ouyang ye, what are you doing?"

Again and again and again so do not pay attention to their own body!

Ouyang Ye's answer is very innocent: "I can't dress the wound alone."

Luo Xiaoqi extremely counter smile: "you Ouyang president a look, below natural someone to you run broken leg." Ouyang ye came close to her ear and breathed: "but they are not you."