Dressed as the white moonlight of the blackened male protagonist

Chapter 11
She opened her almond eyes slightly, and slowly opened them, and saw her head touching Ye Yunfeng's thin chest.

Sudden surprise——

Only then did he realize that his posture was like an octopus, tightly wrapped around her Xiaofeng's body.

She seemed to be able to feel the young man's beating heart, his heaving chest and his fresh breath... a trace of strangeness could not help but pass through her heart.

Yu Qianqian looked at the boy's arm that seemed to be numb from her own pillow, her apricot eyes were full of guilt, "Are you okay... I didn't know my sleeping position was so..."

unsightly...

She didn't stand up all night before, could it be that she was "unsuitable" in the world constructed by the system?
Ye Yunfeng focused on looking at the slightly embarrassed girl, her dark eyes slightly curved into an arc, and she was very considerate, "It's all right."

"Shallow."

Seeing Yu Qianqian's behavior, Ling Lingqi anxiously said: [The host is big, it's him...]

"Huh?" Ye Yunfeng's clear and pleasant voice was slightly deep, interrupting without a trace, but it sounded like a biting threat to Ling Lingqi's ears.

A trace of doubt flashed in Yu Qianqian's heart, and he used his spiritual sense to talk to Ling Lingqi, "What's the matter, little weak chicken?"

hiss!I'm sorry to the host, I can only watch you being bullied by the big devil in order to survive!

[No...it's okay, your brother is fine. 】

The little mechanical voice of Zero Paint is very weak, and the voice is getting weaker and weaker.

It was only then that Yu Qianqian realized that she had been leaning on her Xiaofeng's body, and she retracted her arms and legs as soon as she blushed, a hint of disappointment flashed in Ye Yunfeng's clear eyes.

"Xiaofeng, your injury is still not healed, you need to apply medicine." The girl remembered that there were still criss-cross welts on the boy's body, and she slept on him all night, and his body must not be able to bear it.

But when Ye Yunfeng heard the girl mentioned the welt marks, he uncharacteristically declined, as if he was very embarrassed, "Qianqian, I... just do it myself."

"Well, remember to apply the hibiscus ointment I gave you." Yu Qianqian rubbed the boy's hair, pretending that the boy was shy.

The moment the girl got up to wash, the door was quietly closed.

Ye Yunfeng took off his coat, revealing his thin and fair back. How could there be any scars?
He knew that it was the power in his body that made his injury recover quickly.

A look of regret quietly flashed in his eyes, no scars...

There is no reason for Qianqian to touch him.

……

Ye Fu.

With a "snap", the teacup was slammed onto the ground, declaring the owner's anger.

I saw Ye Qiren dropped the teacup, and then violently overturned the table, making a crackling sound!
He has taken over the Ye family's property for so many years, and it is rare for him to encounter such a time when he is so angry that his eyes are tearing apart.

"Ye Wentao, can you see for yourself what you have done?"

"I let you take over this small company for less than a month, and you fell into it!"

"Yujia has cut off all cooperation with your small company industry!"

Ye Wentao had just come out of Ruanrou Township last night, drunk and dreaming, before his mind cleared up, was kicked open the hotel door by the patriarch Ye's secretary and pulled him out of bed.

"Father, I was wronged. I don't know what happened, but the capital injection was suddenly cut off by the Yu family!" Ye Wentao was very puzzled.

As soon as Ye Wenhua entered the door, he saw his elder brother's miserable state, and was scolded bloody by his father.

Then he smoothed things over with a smile on his face, "Father, listen to brother's explanation, this may be a misunderstanding..."

"Think about it for yourself, have you offended anyone? The eldest lady of the Yu family came to our house yesterday. It should be because of that trash's divorce." Ye Qiren's attitude softened a little after hearing Ye Wenhua's words, but his cloudy old eyes still stared. Looking at Ye Wentao.

　PS: Next, I will write some daily school routines, with meat and vegetables~
　　
　
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