Although she has graduated now, Ye Xiaoai still wants to keep a low profile.
Mi'er lowered her voice, pulled Ye Xiaoai to the top of the stairs, and stared at her carefully.
"Well, I'm not hiding it from you, but I have a reason." Ye Xiaoai explained.
Mi'er curled her lips, she was really good at hiding such an important thing.
"Xiao Ai, isn't he the uncle in your mouth?" Mi'er asked.
Ye Xiaoai was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly after a while.
"Yes." Ye Xiaoai admitted, "but we are not related by blood."
Mi'er grabbed Ye Xiaoai's hand, her eyes full of nympho.
"Xiao Ai, he is so handsome!"
Ye Xiao loves tears, well, she admits that Tang Yiting is really handsome.
The two chatted for a while before they began to pack their things.
Perhaps it was Tang Yiting's deliberate arrangement that Mi'er was actually at the same university as her.
Mi'er's family conditions are not so good, and it is very stressful to go to that aristocratic university.
If so, Tang Yiting operated secretly and wanted Mi'er to accompany her all the time.
Back at the villa, the maid sorted Ye Xiaoai's books, while Ye Xiaoai sat on the sofa and looked at some gadgets.
Some of these were given by classmates, and some were given by Yuan Shuo, all in a mess.
Yuan Shuo...
He seemed to have left, he just sent her a text message before leaving.
Ye Xiaoai put down the things in her hands and looked out the window, not knowing what she was thinking.
…
She made the dinner by herself. According to the chef's instructions, Ye Xiaoai made a few very simple Chinese dishes.
Unexpectedly, the chef actually praised her that Chinese food is better than Italian food, just like she grew up in China.
Ye Xiaoai also found it strange, perhaps inseparable from her being a Chinese.
Tang Yiting came back in the evening and didn't see Ye Xiaoai's figure.
Upon seeing this, Jesse immediately reminded him and pointed his finger in the direction of the kitchen.
Tang Yiting raised his eyebrows, took off his jacket, and walked towards the kitchen.
Seeing Tang Yiting, the maid and chef in the kitchen immediately exited quietly.
Ye Xiaoai didn't notice Tang Yiting's appearance at all, and continued to cook seriously.
She cooked Gongbao chicken, Tang Yiting was not very spicy, so Ye Xiaoai fried it very lightly.
"Is that right?" Ye Xiaoai asked the chef behind him.
Without hearing the sound, Ye Xiaoai turned her head and saw Tang Yiting's handsome face.
"You're back?"
Ye Xiaoai looked at Tang Yiting happily and gently pushed him away, "You go out first. The kitchen is full of oily smoke, and it will be fine soon."
Tang Yiting didn't move, his big hand suddenly hugged Ye Xiaoai from behind.
"Why do you think of cooking for me?" Tang Yiting bit Ye Xiaoai's earlobe, in exchange for Ye Xiaoai's body trembling.
"Why? You don't like it?" Ye Xiaoai chuckled, putting the dishes on the plate under Tang Yiting's restraint.
"I like it to death." Tang Yiting's voice was particularly low and charming, and some warm breath hit her smooth back, causing Ye Xiaoai to tremble.
"time to eat."
Ye Xiaoai endured the move and gently pushed Tang Yiting away, carrying the vegetables out.
Tang Yiting also followed Ye Xiaoai with an inconceivable smile and happiness on his face.
The next few dishes were brought by Jessie, but Tang Yiting did not expect Tang Yiting to eat so many Chinese dishes that she cooked for the first time.
Even Ye Xiaoai was surprised that Tang Yiting had such a good appetite.
After dinner, Tang Yiting took Ye Xiaoai and sat on the sofa to watch a movie.
It's the latest movie, and it's nothing more than a literary and artistic film without a groan.