The housekeeper, Uncle Li, looked helplessly at the young masters scattered all over the manor, shook his head silently, arranged the servants separately, and scattered them around the young masters.

Han Yuze brought Ye Mingyuan to the garden, and all kinds of flowers came into view. Ye Mingyuan thanked Han Yuze happily.

Han Yuze lay sideways on the soft bed in the garden, watching the people swimming in the sea of ​​flowers, with a deep smile in his heart.

Ye Mingyuan was a little tired and sat on the chair. After Han Yuze answered the phone, his mood was a little gloomy, and a deep sense of uneasiness welled up in his heart.

Han Ning had a serious tone on the phone, and ordered Han Yuze to return to the main house. There was no reason, and his tone was cold. Han Yuze was worried that his father already knew about Ye Mingyuan's existence.

Han Yuze regained consciousness from his thoughts, watching the afterglow of the setting sun hit Ye Mingyuan's body, his heart palpitations, how could such a beautiful person be willing to let go.

Han Yuze got up, called Ye Mingyuan to his side, asked him to sit on his lap, put his head on his chest, and smelled the unique milky fragrance on his body.

Han Yuze unbuttoned Ye Mingyuan's clothes, kissed his unusually delicious skin, bit his Adam's apple lightly, laid his body flat on the soft bed, and tremblingly unbuttoned his own shirt.

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