Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

"Yes, how do you know?" Yang Zhuoying suppressed the panic in her heart and asked with a smile pretending to be relaxed.

"Today, I was shocked to see him suddenly. I didn't expect him to be at the auction."

Seeing her calm face, He Junlin's irritability eased, "You didn't know that he came to City B beforehand?"

"Of course I don't know. I haven't had much contact with him since I've been back."

As if she didn't notice that he was testing her, Yang Zhuoying blinked her eyes innocently, as if thinking of something, after Li Shiyong was rescued by the hero Chu Shen, she never forgot him, and when she met again at the auction, she wished she could pounce on him He gnawed it raw, and joked about it as an anecdote.

He Junlin squinted his eyes and observed the expression on her face, but couldn't find any flaws, as if there was really nothing between her and Chu Shen.

Her thin lips were slightly curved, a sharp light flashed in her eyes, and she smiled casually.

"It sounds like I don't know if I should say that Chu Shen and Li Shiyong are destined to be with you. They met twice in one day, and it was because there was no agreement."

The smile on Yang Zhuoying's face was soft, she reached out to hold his handsome face, and said with a smile: "Mr. He, what answer do you want to hear?"

Grasping the little hand that was ravaging his face, He Junlin felt that the question could not be answered well. Yang Zhuoying's hand was not pinching his face, but his neck.

Both of them are smart people, and they both know that the other is trying to test themselves. Having said that, they both understand that if one fails, they will step on thunder.

"What do you think?" He Junlin cleverly kicked the ball back.

"Darling, apart from Huanyi, the only one who has the deepest fate with me in this world is you, but when Huanyi grows up, he will have his own life, and only you will always be by my side and spend the rest of the life with me." For half your life, of course, if you want to change someone halfway, I can't help it."

Yang Zhuoying didn't answer directly, whether she had a fate with Chu Shen, because this kind of explanation was meaningless, she only expressed her determination to spend the rest of her life with He Junlin, and cleverly handed over the dominance to him.

She was going around the corner to confess to him, but he had indeed received the message from her, and he bowed his head and kissed her slightly parted pink lips to show his choice.

He will not change people halfway, and she will only be by his side.

The two kissed for a while, Yang Zhuoying stretched out her hand and pushed him, "It's late, let's go back to our room and sleep."

"Okay, go back to the room and continue." He Junlin made a pun.

"I'm talking about rest." Yang Zhuoying poked him reproachfully, she was exhausted after a busy day today, how could she have the energy to toss with him any more.

He Junlin smiled but said nothing, picked her up and walked towards the bedroom.

Kicking open the door, he threw her on the bed.

Yang Zhuoying rolled on the bed, and laughed as if she had been poked into a laughing point. Meeting his puzzled eyes, she took the initiative to explain.

"I saw a news on the Internet just now, that is, a woman was hugged by her boyfriend, the princess. Guess what? The man was not strong enough and broke her. In the end, the two not only broke up, but also went to court to make the man Paying for medical expenses is really laughable."

The corner of He Junlin's mouth twitched, forgiving him, he didn't understand what was so funny, especially in this atmosphere, is it really okay to say such a cold joke?
Seeing that he couldn't get what she expressed at all, Yang Zhuoying had no choice but to speak more bluntly.

"I was just thinking, maybe you didn't have enough strength to throw me on the bed like that just now, then stop sitting there all day and exercise more, otherwise, it's okay to throw me, but throw my son It’s broken, how will you compensate me then?”

He Junlin only felt that his hands were itchy, and he was sure, this woman really couldn't do it without being taught.

"Then I'll pay you back, huh?"

His voice at this moment is three points lower than usual, and it sounds like an intoxicating cello to his ears, elegant and beautiful, but his hands are like hooligans, lingering on the sensitive parts of Yang Zhuoying's body.

Yang Zhuoying grabbed his unruly hand, "Don't make trouble, go to sleep."

"Forget it, go to sleep." Seeing that she was weak and sleepy, He Junlin kindly let her go, and it is possible to make up for it tomorrow.

Not knowing his plan at all, Yang Zhuoying felt that he was too caring, kissed him happily, hugged his arm, and fell asleep at ease.

Looking at the woman who fell asleep in a second, He Junlin pinched her face lovingly, lay down beside her, hugged her, pulled the quilt over the two of them, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, when Yang Zhuoying opened her eyes, she saw a blurry figure standing beside the bed. After rubbing her eyes, she saw clearly that He Junlin was getting dressed.

Realizing that she was awake, he turned his head and said lazily, "Come here, and help me button up my shirt."

Yang Zhuoying blinked her eyes, and it took a while before she realized what he said. She just woke up, her mind still not so clear-headed and said: "Can't you buckle it yourself?"

"Too many buttons, trouble, hurry up." These words were command sentences, but the tone was intimate, so Yang Zhuoying had to get up and go obediently.

Yang Zhuoying's slender fingers nimbly helped him fasten the buttons one by one. He Junlin looked down at her. At this moment, she had no makeup, no pores could be seen at such a close distance, and her eyelashes were dense and long. He wanted her to be He Junlin's The spokesperson for its skin care products is also good.

Of course, this idea was quickly vetoed by him. He only needs to know her beauty, so as not to let others appreciate it. Do you think there are too few competitors?

He suddenly thought of that man Chu Shen, who came all the way to City B and said it wasn't for Yang Zhuoying, who would believe it?
I really want to take a rope, tie her to the belt, and prevent her from leaving him half a step, to see who dares to snatch him.

"Okay." Yang Zhuoying stretched out her hand to straighten his collar, and took two steps back to look, very handsome.

"What program is scheduled for today?" He Junlin turned around, walked to the full-length mirror and asked.

"Zhou Zhiqiao is coming back today to pick her up. Afterwards, I should have dinner with them. Do you want to come together?" Yang Zhuoying turned around and answered while making the bed.

"No." He Junlin withdrew his gaze, turned around, and saw Yang Zhuoying standing beside the bed, making the quilt. After watching for a while, he couldn't help but speak.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes, am I very talented?" Yang Zhuoying took two steps back, admiring her masterpiece, although she didn't often make the bed by hand, but the result was good.

Looking at the sheets that were so folded that people couldn't bear to see them, He Junlin couldn't conscientiously exaggerate Yang Zhuoying's talent. If this was considered talent, then everyone else was a genius.

"Go and wash your face, it's getting late." Finally, he said so.

Yang Zhuoying looked at the time, it was twenty past seven, she stopped dawdling, and hurried to wash up.

After she left, He Junlin looked at the quilt again. Being a perfectionist, he couldn't help but walk over and folded the quilt again.