caught off guard love

Cloudy, heavy rain, the air is filled with damp water vapor.

This year's Chinese New Year is a bit muddy.

Jiang Mingwu drove the red sports car, the only color in the foggy winter day.

Bright and flamboyant.Like a flower in full bloom, and like a red balloon that has broken free from the thread.

The car drove fast and steadily, and the splashes were all flying butterflies.

The driver's mood ups and downs are not as indifferent as she said.

The city is still not lively enough.Especially on the road leading to Ye's house, the more you drive, the more remote, the more muddy, and the more silent you are.

Ye Keke kept silent, resting his chin in thought.Jiang Mingwu reached out to hold her hand.

"I go with you."

Ye Keke sighed first, then shook her head. She covered Jiang Mingwu's hand with her backhand.

"I can do it myself." She returned Jiang Mingwu's hand to the steering wheel, "Drive, pay attention to safety." She reminded, doing her duty.

"I'll accompany you." Jiang Mingwu stared at the road ahead, but repeated stubbornly, "I promise, I will stay with you without saying anything."

Ye Keke tilted her head and thought for a while, then finally shook her head: "I can do it myself." She insisted.

Jiang Mingwu stopped insisting.

It's getting closer and closer, and the destination is ahead.

Jiang Mingwu's car slowed down, but she was still worried: "Call me anytime, I'm nearby." She decided to park the car in the courtyard next door, and if something happened, she would rescue the beauty at any time.

Of course, she has no intention of being a hero, whether she should be a hero, whether she shows herself or not, and whether she can save the beauty are all secondary.Her relationship with her is so close, there is no need to deliberately create a so-called romantic atmosphere.

She just cares about her.

She doesn't want her to be hurt in any way.

Knowing that it is best to face alone - after all, everyone must and can only be their own hero - but still can't bear it, worry, want to interfere too much, think of arranging, want to monopolize, want to Solve everything for her.

Probably, everyone is like this, it is love, but also selfishness; it is protection, and it is also arrogance.

Fortunately, Jiang Mingwu restrained himself.

The two questions received the same answer.Ye Keke has already made up his mind.

Now that she has made up her mind, all she can do is respect her choice.

Jiang Mingwu thought that in this unexpected relationship, she should also have grown up.She no longer determines the direction of things based on her likes and dislikes, and she no longer insists that what she thinks is good must be good.

Respect is the premise of love.It is impossible for a person to be perfect from the beginning. Love is to guide you and make you a better person and a more suitable object, not perfect.

Ye Keke took a deep breath, and she looked out of the window again, and the small building was in front of her eyes.

The car stopped, and Jiang Mingwu covered Ye Kekedu's palm again. She held her, took out a lipstick from her handbag, and carefully touched up her makeup.

Ye Keke laughed: "It's too red, it makes me fail miserably."

"It doesn't matter, your complexion is good, and your aura is strong." Jiang Mingwu didn't care, and the movements of her hands were not sloppy at all. She had a talent for beauty.If you don't want to be a daughter, you can definitely be invincible if you change your career to be a cabinet sister.

After her baptism, Ye Keke is even more beautiful.

Is it Jiang Mingwu who has the hands to turn decay into magic?

No, Ye Keke found herself.

So it's none of her business, she's beautiful enough in her own right.And she is just icing on the cake.Jiang Mingwu didn't want to take credit. In the eyes of beholders, she was perfect.

For her, being able to make the icing on the cake is also an honor.

Jiang Mingwu handed her the handbag: "Remember to bring the New Year's gift I gave you, you don't want me to accompany you, you have to have her."

Ye Ke was ridiculous, and he was right.Bags are a woman's most important weapon.

Cure all diseases and win victory.The tense atmosphere came to an abrupt end, and she felt more relaxed and joyful than ever before.

In return, Ye Keke reached out and pulled Jiang Mingwu towards him.In the past, when going to war, the soldiers would drink and throw bowls, but if there is no one else, cheer them up.

Ye Keke thought, the wine is forgone, but cheers are still needed.The first half of the warrior army was life and death, and when they left the battlefield, the beauties danced and danced under the tent. It is this kind of tolerance that can survive life and death.

Ye Keke reprinted Jiang Mingwu's favorite red lipstick on her lips.Jiang Mingwu tried hard, wanting to get a deeper kiss.

She raised her head slightly, and swallowed the scent of the cocoa leaf.

Ye Keke pushed her away: "Don't mess with my makeup and my clothes." She smiled, stretched out her fingers to wipe off the overflowing red lipstick on her lips, sipped it, and pressed the coquettish red lipstick into her lips. In the flesh and blood.

Ye Keke looked sideways at the deep mansion.Strange, is this house so small?

In my impression, this is a rich family, a deep alley, and a deep courtyard with high walls and secrets; looking back, why is the layout here so small?It's just a bungalow with a wider floor space.

Ye Keke stared at the mansion for a moment, then suddenly smiled, relieved.

The rain has lightened, but the rain is still falling like flowers.A misty mist of moisture rose from the ground, which were small raindrops indistinguishable to the naked eye.

Of course, no matter how small it is, it can be lethal.

When the high heels step on the ground, the water drops will wet her hair and clothes, and the dust will stain her uppers.

The high-walled mansion did not fulfill its duties, and no one in the house came out to welcome the guests.

Jiang Mingwu honked the horn, and three short beeps echoed, the more open the space, the farther the transmission was.

Ye Keke didn't mean to get out of the car, and Jiang Mingwu didn't mean to let her get out of the car either.

It wasn't until the rich door opened slowly and the butler trotted out with an umbrella that Jiang Mingwu pressed the button.The car door opened slowly.

"It's Missy." Seeing this posture, the butler quickly ran up two steps and put the umbrella on top of Ye Keke's head.

Ye Keke still didn't move, she raised her eyes unobtrusively, looking at the edge of the car roof door.

The young housekeeper is the person that the hostess Song Shengnan likes, tall and handsome is second, and the most important thing is to know current affairs.He can be a gold medal steward, not just relying on his face.

The housekeeper immediately understood, he immediately stretched out his hand to block the edge of the door, and hurriedly said: "It's raining, miss, be careful about slippery roads."

Ye Keke then slowly and carelessly stepped out of the car door sideways, her high-heeled shoes meanderingly stepped on the muddy ground, and the misty raindrops fell on the umbrella and bounced off again, wrapping her whole body in fog like rain. In a sound atmosphere like the wind, it is like an ink landscape painting.

Ye Keke turned her head and winked at Jiang Mingwu, as if to say, I can do it, don't worry.

Jiang Mingwu thought, this is not an ink painting, but an oil painting with rich ink and color.At the same time, she thought, she really shouldn't have painted her with such a gorgeous lipstick. Her beauty has been seen by others, which makes her both honored and unwilling.

Shouldn't her beauty be monopolized by her?

The butler didn't dare to be careless: "Isn't that young lady coming together?"

Ye Keke stopped for a moment and glanced at him.

The butler felt a little panicked for no reason.This eldest lady's clothes have changed, her makeup has changed, and even her aura seems to have changed.But wasn't she like this in the past?He was already in no hurry.The eldest lady's sense of existence is too low, and he can't even recall what Ye Keke looked like in the past.

The housekeeper couldn't help but look at her twice more. Looking carefully, she was still her, but it seemed that she wasn't her anymore.The housekeeper couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"Did you bring two umbrellas? Or are you going to carry her on your back?" Ye Keke's red lips parted slightly, and the words that spit out were so choking that people couldn't speak.

Ye Keke thought, could it be that he ate too much Jiang Mingwu's saliva?Even the way he speaks is very similar to her?She is not ashamed, but proud.

The butler didn't dare to be careless at the moment, and followed Ye Keke step by step.

He has overstepped the distance, when will it be the turn of the part-time workers to make decisions?The young lady is no longer the old lady, it was his fault that he underestimated her.

After entering Ye Keke's house, the butler didn't say anything more. He fulfilled his duties, shining shoes, taking off his coat, and handing out towels for Ye Keke.Silently, quickly, gracefully, like a puff of air.

This is the attitude that a worker should have.

Ye Keke saw Song Shengnan sitting in the hall drinking tea, as proud as a peacock.

Only those who have no confidence in their hearts deliberately create such a domineering posture.

Ye Keke thought to herself, this is her home, why is she holding it like this?Are you not tired?Ye Keke thought of the hostess of another house, Qin Luofang planted a pot of extremely ugly flowers in the house like no one else, and was still complacent.

That's the hostess.

"Who is honking the horn? Don't you know it's disturbing the people?" Song Shengnan glanced at Ye Keke out of the corner of his eye, and pointed at Sang and scolded Huai.

Ye Keke walked to the coffee table, waited for the butler to serve the tea, then sat down, did not speak, and remained silent.

Song Shengnan couldn't hold back his face, and asked again and again: "Who honked the horn just now? I don't know if we are in a villa area? A high-end residential area?"

The housekeeper looked at his nose and nose, and said, "It's my fault. I didn't notice that the eldest lady is already at the door. It's my negligence."

After finishing speaking, he immediately retreated respectfully, Song Shengnan almost turned his nose with anger.

What a helpless Liu Adou.This housekeeper was her favorite. He was young, decent and smart. He could tell what she meant with just one look, and he was very close to her eyes.Why did Ye Keke not follow her to listen to Ye Keke, so he didn't know how to advance or retreat?

Ye Keke took a sip of the tea and just smiled.Why bother?With such a low profile, what is wrong with the housekeeper?This kind of answer is already very decent, I am afraid that someone will give the steps, and some people will not know that it is the only way to survive.

Ye Keke slowly put down the teacup: "Auntie, it's not so much the worker's fault that I didn't know how to greet the guests. It's better to say that the hostess is too negligent in her duties. Besides—" She paused very rhythmically, looking at Song Shengnan with a smile on her face. With a touch of provocation.

"Besides, I'm a guest invited back by Master Ye, aren't you slapping your husband in the face?"

Ye Keke got her wish, she saw Song Shengnan's face turned green with anger.

Ye Keke was very happy, and then heard Ye Xin's voice upstairs.

He scolded Song Shengnan, saying that she was celebrating Chinese New Year and didn't know where to welcome her.Of course, even though he scolded the hostess, he didn't take a good look at Ye Keke.

"Come up." Ye Xin said condescendingly.

Ye Keke looked up at his father standing on the corridor on the second floor, and took a deep breath.

None of them are important. In this so-called "family", only Ye Xin has an unbroken blood relationship with her.

So her enemy is only one Ye Xin.

She didn't look at Song Shengnan who couldn't hold back his face, who was sometimes pale and sometimes green.

She is not important, a small person, nobody.

She had only one goal, Ye Keke squeezed her palms, and she stepped up the stairs.