Distance Between No Love And Deep Love

Wan Yi Shao drew back his hand, stepped on the accelerator and left.

Leaning against the window and pretending to be asleep, Mu Ye breathes a sigh of relief. He moves a little to hide his guilt. He comes up with a mask. Mu Ye says his heart can't stand it.

When it comes to Wan Yi Shao's temporary residence in the United States, Mu Ye hasn't woken up yet. Wan Yi Shao stops his car in the garage and leans against him after the fire goes out. Just as Wan Yi Shao is ready to make another move, Mu Ye wakes up at the right time.

He opened his sleepy eyes and rubbed them with his hand. Wan Yi Shao grabbed his hand and said, "hands are dirty. Don't rub your eyes. You'll get sick." Then he opened the door and got out of the car.

Mu Ye looks at his "dirty hands" and gets out of the car unhappily.

At this time is noon, the sun is full, the spring breeze blowing slowly, willow swing branches, spring birds fall on the branches, chattering incessantly.

Mu Ye follows Wan Yishao to leave the underground garage and go to his temporary residence. Then he is not well.

Two independent villas, but also fenced around a yard, a broad view, endless grass, not far away there is a swimming pool!

What about the temporary residence?

Don't you think it's a pity that you only come here once or twice a year for such luxury?

"Like it?" Wan Yi Shao looks at the surprise in Mu Ye's eyes and asks.

Mu Ye takes a look at him. In fact, he doesn't like it. He just thinks it's a waste. If he really likes it, he can buy one.

"The decoration is so good that it's too wasteful for you to spend it several times a year." Mu ye said as he walked inside.

Wan Yishao walked in front and helped him open the door. "The United States is just a branch. I don't have to stay here all the time. Someone helps me manage it."

"Then you have a temporary residence. When you come, just go to the hotel... " The words stopped here and turned into a cry of surprise.

In addition to a sofa and a TV in the living room, other places are full of pictures of Mu Ziqin?!!

Smiling, crying, standing, lying, kneeling, lying, plain, makeup, all kinds of different forms of muziqin all present here one by one.

Most of them should be stills. There are CDs beside the TV. The cover should be a TV play or movie played by mu Ziqin.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Wan Yi Shao turns his head to see Mu Ye staring at the photos all the time and gives a smile. His wife is really loved by everyone.

"The reason why you don't go to the hotel is not because the hotel doesn't allow you to hang these photos everywhere." Mu Ye is a little helpless, which makes sense. After all, no one wants to be nailed down one small hole after another on the wall of his hotel, which may damage the wall itself, and even worse, the whole wall.

"Not all. The walls of the hotel are too small to hang much, so I have to buy a house to hang photos." Wan Yi Shao goes into the kitchen to get a drink.

Mu ye also goes in, and then He was stunned again.

There are all kinds of pictures of Mu Ziqin cooking on the wall, even on the refrigerator.

It's just that mu Ziqin is obviously more vivid, and the feeling of anger spreads on his face. Mu Ye guesses that Wan Yishao's candid photo was found, and he tilts his eyes at Wan Yishao.