Yi Ren from afar

Several luxury cars were parked in the shade of the coastal community, attracting the sideways glances of passers-by. The people in the cars waited patiently for the people upstairs.

Ye Mingyuan returned to the residence where he hadn't returned all night, threw the clothes he took off into the dry cleaning machine, tidied up the room briefly, hung the dry-cleaned clothes in the sun, and used ultraviolet rays to sterilize them.

Ye Mingyuan put on his clothes, inspected the room, everything was fine, and walked out without any scruples.

Han Yuze watched as the clean-looking man walked out of the building, opened the car door, asked someone to sit in the co-pilot's seat, turned sideways to fasten the seat belt for the other party, turned around, started the car, and headed to the destination.

What came into view was a courtyard with maple trees on both sides of the road. The vehicle drove in slowly, and the servants had already separated the two sides. Looking at the third young master who got off the vehicle, the housekeeper stepped forward and bowed.

Han Yuze took Ye Mingyuan's hand, and led several others into the inner house, the villa hidden in the sea of ​​flowers and forests, like an old castle, full of modern atmosphere and a different kind of castle with images of fairy tale world.

A few people sat scattered on the viewing platform on the third floor, drinking, tasting tea, and chatting, with a special atmosphere.

Standing behind the viewer, Han Yuze embraced Ye Mingyuan who was standing sideways with both arms, and asked with a smile, "Do you like this place?"

Han Yuze looked helplessly at the person who just nodded without making a sound, and kissed the other person's temples: "How can I not like your quiet and non-disturbing temperament?"

When Ye Mingyuan heard his words, the corners of his eyes and brows were filled with smiles. Han Yuze looked at the clean and impurity-free smile in a daze, and kissed Ye Mingyuan uncontrollably.

Ye Mingyuan put his hand on his chest, shook his head shyly, and gasped softly, "No, everyone is here."

Han Yuze laughed out loud, pressed it against his ear, and whispered softly, "Is it alright when no one is around?"

This is not an obvious pun, and Ye Mingyuan was at a loss as to how to answer it. Emotion is an indescribable vortex, which needs to be carefully measured, and the true and false must be carefully distinguished.