The fake daughter turned into a rich man, but you, Mr. Si, can’t reach that level.

The sound of dripping water came from the bathroom, and a tall figure was reflected on the glass door.

Ou Yan didn't notice this scene, she turned on her mobile phone to deal with private matters, after a while, she casually raised her head when she heard the bathroom door open.

Si Yechen's hair was wet, and he was wearing white pajamas, and his whole body was full of male hormones.

At this moment, Ouyan's cell phone rang, and it was a very long number, which was different from the normal cell phone number.

She retracted her gaze and answered calmly, "Say it."

The person on the phone didn't know what to say, Ouyan came to the balcony, "So?"

Not long after, a pair of hands hugged her from behind, and Si Yechen's breath lightly fell on her ear, making her feel a little itchy for no reason.

He greedily rubbed the fragrance around her ears, like a clingy cat.

Ouyan could feel his hot temperature, especially somewhere, she said to the person on the phone, "I see, um, hang up."

"Is it a man?" Si Yechen could vaguely recognize the voice on the other end of the phone, it was a male voice, and he felt a little apprehensive.

Just now, the little girl saw him coming out of the shower and her eyes stayed there for a second or two. But when the call came, she didn't even look at him and went to the balcony to talk on the phone.

"Friend." Ouyan didn't know why she had to explain to him, her tone was a little helpless, "Let go."

"What friend?" Si Yechen lowered his head and inhaled the fragrance from her neck again, which was very attractive to him.

Being wrapped around him hotly, feeling his scorching breath, Ouyan's body felt strange.

"An ordinary friend, or an important friend? Huh?" His movements continued, his voice was provocative and lustful.

"Not ordinary."

After all, I have been with her through life and death for many years, and it is also a fateful friendship.

"So it's important?" Si Yechen raised his eyes to look at her pretty side face, and he became even more interested, "Is it more important than me?"

"Si Yechen." Ouyan wanted to break free from his embrace, but he hugged him tightly. Ouyan's tone was helpless, "We've only known each other for a few days?"

"For me, it seems like a few years."

The masculine masculinity on his body and the unique gentleness towards girls were perfectly integrated, and the charm of both hardness and softness emanated from the inside out, with such a huge momentum that it almost overwhelmed her.

"I'm thirsty." Ouyan pushed him away, went into the room to drink water, her face was inexplicably hot.

"Where should I sleep tonight?" Si Yechen followed behind her, the burning heat hadn't dissipated, but it was burning even more vigorously.

"Bed or floor, you choose one."

"Bed." Si Yechen looked at her and extended an invitation, "Together."

"You have a good idea!" Ouyan put down the water glass, saw that there was only one pillow and a small quilt on the bed, and there was not even a sofa in the spacious bedroom, she immediately understood what was going on.

"Then I'll sleep on the floor." Si Yechen sat on the floor, and gave her the only quilt and pillow, "I'm not sleepy, you sleep first."

At this moment, the zen-like, antique lantern was out of power, and the whole bedroom was plunged into darkness.

Ouyan lay down under the quilt, and he could still faintly hear his slight breathing.

Si Yechen sat on the edge of the bed, gently rubbing her hair with his big hand, "Good night."

Ouyan's hand was held by him, and he fell asleep unknowingly.

Early the next morning, there was the sound of washing in the bathroom, and Ou Yan gradually opened her eyes.

It was already dawn, and the light filtered in through the curtains, making it vaguely dreamy.

After a while, the sound of washing in the bathroom stopped, and a figure came out, "Are you awake?"

She was sitting on the bed, her soft long hair draped over her shoulders, her ignorant and cute appearance made him unable to help but curl the corners of her lips and her eyes were soft.

"Why don't you sleep more?" He was still wearing the white pajamas from last night, but the masculine aura exuding from his body blended with his usual noble and cold aura, creating an indescribable charm.

Seeing him walking step by step, Ouyan got off the bed, and said casually, "I have to go to work later."

As soon as she took a step, her foot suddenly kicked something.

It was the men's pajamas that were left over from last night, and Si Yechen randomly rolled them into a pillow and put them on the ground. Did he really lie on the cold ground all night last night?

Ouyan felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, whether it was guilt or uneasiness.

before the table.

Si Hesong looked at the two early risers with a smile, no matter how they looked, they were a good match!

He smiled happily, "Why don't you sleep more?"

"The floor is hard and I can't sleep."

Si Yechen's words made Si Hesong and Wen Butler look at each other, last night was a good time and place, such a good opportunity, why is this elm head so gentlemanly, sleeping on the floor? !

"Then, isn't there a bed?" Si Hesong hated in his heart that iron could not be made into steel, won't you lie on it? !Do you want my old man to teach you? !

"The bed is for me." Ou Yan raised her eyes, "Did the door be repaired in the morning?"

"Ah? Right..." Si Hesong felt a little guilty. In fact, he was the one who asked someone to use the key to open it at dawn. I don't know if his daughter-in-law found out.

"Oh, I didn't hear the sound." Ouyan sat down and ate breakfast carelessly, as if she didn't pursue the matter any further.

"Yanyan, did the power outage last night scare you? Grandpa doesn't know why the power supply equipment suddenly failed! Grandpa can assure you that nothing like this will happen when you come next time."

"Oh, it's okay." Ou Yan knew about his plot a long time ago, so she didn't reveal it.

When Si Hesong looked at the sensible and well-behaved girl in front of him, and then at the elm-headed girl, his anger suddenly flared up.

Such a good opportunity, I don't know how to grasp it!

After breakfast, Si Yechen sent Ouyan to work.

Steward Wen watched the back of them leaving, and silently took out a girl's bag, "Master, young mistress forgot to take her bag."

Originally, he could have reminded him just now, but in order for the young master to have an excuse to ask the young mistress to return the bag, he pretended not to see it.

Wait until someone is gone.

"Very good!" Si Hesong didn't expect Lao Wen to have such a clever side, and said with satisfaction, "I'll ask Ah Chen to send it to her later, and there will be another chance to meet..."

"Old man, you are really worried about the young master's marriage."

"Aren't you too..." Si Hesong looked at the direction they were leaving, "After what happened last night, I don't know if Yanyan is still willing to come to my place... Will she see through my plot?"

"What happened last night is at best a coincidence. Young Mistress is so innocent, she probably wouldn't think about other things..."

"I hope so!" Si Hesong thought to himself, if the little girl doesn't come here anymore, she can only pretend to be sick... Sigh, it's too difficult for my grandson who doesn't live up to expectations!

in the car.

Si Yechen looked at the girl beside him, and remembered how she looked in a shirt last night.

That fair face, the alluring collarbone, and those long and thin legs...