Seeing that everyone was looking over, Qiao Moyu blinked and asked Ye Peicheng in a low voice, "Brother Ye, I won't crush you, will I?"
Ye Peicheng was helpless: "No."
Qiao Moyu was relieved, and immediately took a step forward, lying on Ye Peicheng's back with her arms around his neck.
Behind him, there was a sound of inhalation.
It was in such a breath that Ye Peicheng held up Qiao Moyu steadily and stood up.
The live broadcast room exploded again, and the disadvantage of the uncle-level fan [Chen Yu cp ashes] at this moment is reflected in the disadvantage of typing speed.
However, because he is an emperor-level fan, his barrage will be displayed in bold and bright in the live broadcast room. So, I saw the big golden characters on the screen display:
"it is good!"
"Pig Bajie"
"Carrying a daughter-in-law?"
"go home!"
Below, other fans laughed: "The local tyrant Shu Mi, do you never type?"
"Suddenly feel that the local tyrant Shu Shu is super cute? Looking forward to Shu Shu participating in the recording of the next program!"
"However, why does the local tyrant Shu Shu say that my actor husband is Zhu Bajie? My husband is so handsome!"
"The local tyrant Shu Shu must be too excited to think of other adjectives, but we just need to understand! Just wait for my male god to carry Xiao Moyu home!"
"So sweet, so sweet! Sit and wait..."
…
At this moment, Ye Peicheng had already walked more than ten meters behind Qiao Moyu.
Qiao Moyu was worried that she would fall, and now she puts her hand on Ye Peicheng's shoulder loosely. Her fingertips swayed slightly as he climbed the mountain, and swept across his chest. Every time she touched it inadvertently, she felt that Ye Peicheng's muscles seemed to tighten.
When it was the seventh or eighth time, Qiao Moyu couldn't help but ask, "Brother Ye, am I a little heavy?"
Her voice was soft, because she was lying on his back. When she was speaking, her breath fell on the back of his neck. Ye Peicheng only felt a small electric current rising from his neck. , when they escaped, his whole body seemed to be charged with electricity.
His breathing was a little tighter, and his voice was lower than usual, as if it could easily be dispersed into the wind: "It's not heavy."
Qiao Moyu found that the man in front of him looked thin, but his back was quite broad. He had a clean and refreshing breath on his body, and that kind of breath actually made her sleepy when she was not sleepy.
She yawned, her voice softer: "Brother Ye, thank you for carrying me, and I'll make it for you if you want to eat later."
Ye Peicheng's lips curled up unconsciously: "Okay."
Qiao Ruohuan in the front came to the back at some point. Originally, she was still talking to the host. Because of some problems with the photography, she went to talk to the host. Therefore, Qiao Ruohuan was left alone.
When she turned her eyes, she found that Xing Yichen was actually less than two meters away from her. He put one hand in his pocket and looked straight ahead. To be precise, he was looking at Qiao Moyu.
The fire that Qiao Ruohuan had tried so hard to suppress was suddenly uncontrollable.
She deliberately pretended to be casual and walked to Xing Yichen's side, just as she was about to speak, she felt that the man beside her suddenly revealed an unpleasant aura. She followed Xing Yichen's gaze and found that Qiao Moyu's head was tilted. Pillowing on Ye Peicheng's shoulder, he looked like he was asleep.
So, Xing Yichen is jealous? He would actually eat the vinegar of Qiao Moyu and Ye Peicheng? !
Qiao Ruohuan couldn't describe the absurdity in her heart at the moment and the sudden panic, she turned her head and looked at the man beside her without shyness.
He was still looking at Qiao Moyu's direction, his eyes darkened under the moonlight.
Xing Yichen didn't turn his head until Qiao Ruohuan tripped over something and made a noise.
In that very short period of time, Qiao Ruohuan clearly saw the surprise in Xing Yichen's eyes, even if that expression was quickly replaced by other emotions, it was still so dazzling.
It turned out that he really didn't know that she was always by his side just now!
When Xing Yichen saw Qiao Ruohuan, he realized that he seemed to ignore her for a day today.
Looking at Qiao Moyu, who was sleeping peacefully on Ye Peicheng's back, the irritability in his heart almost rose to the extreme. Xing Yichen kicked the soil on the grass in front of him, and was about to take a few quick steps forward when he felt that he was shaken by something.
He turned his head subconsciously and saw the watch that Qiao Ruohuan was wearing. It was the moonlight that was reflected on the dial just now that it caught his eyes.
He couldn't help thinking of the scar under the watch, so the fire in his heart was gradually replaced by the original emotion. Xing Yichen thought, Qiao Ruohuan said something unpleasant last night, he used to let her down, what happened recently
After all, it was true that she saved him in the first place, and it was also true that they spent many nights rubbing their ears.
Xing Yichen turned his head and said to Qiao Ruohuan, "Are you tired?"
Qiao Ruohuan slowly put down the dial, she was relieved, she finally won. It's just that the body is not tired, the heart is very tired.
When everyone arrived at the door of the guest house, Qiao Moyu was still awake, and Ye Peicheng turned to ask Qin Qianqian, "Qianqian, do you know where Moyu's room key is?"
Qin Qianqian thought for a while, and reached out to touch Qiao Moyu's pocket. Sure enough, she found the key. She said, "I'll open the door for you."
Beside him, the host smiled: "Moyu must be too tired to cook, everyone should rest early tonight, and tomorrow morning, we will go to the market!"
Everyone went upstairs one after another, Ye Peicheng carried Qiao Moyu to her door, Qin Qianqian opened the door, he walked in with her back, and before he reached the bed, Qin Qianqian at the door winked at Ye Peicheng: "Mr. Ye, you are busy, Good night!"
After she finished speaking, she ran away in a hurry, not forgetting to take the door with her when she went out.
There were only Ye Peicheng and Qiao Moyu in the room.
Ye Peicheng put Qiao Moyu on the bed carefully, she yawned and said in a daze, "Brother Ye, are you home?"
He stared into her eyes: "Well."
She snorted, then picked up the pillow on the bed and went back to sleep.
Under the light, Qiao Moyu's cheeks were covered with a layer of light pink by the warm light. She slept soundly and quietly, her bright and full lips pursed slightly, and he couldn't bear her undefended appearance. Stay with a sigh.
She sleeps so peacefully, isn't she afraid that he is a bad person
It seems that she was very repulsive from his approach at first, just like when he hugged her for the first time, she seemed to bite the bullet and survive.
And now, she would smile at him, call him 'Brother Ye' softly, and sleep peacefully on his back...
A warm light overflowed from the bottom of Ye Peicheng's eyes, softening his entire cheek.
At this time, Qiao Moyu, who was sleeping, snorted and twisted her body slightly. Because of the thin dress, her neckline was pulled a little while twisting, revealing her shoulders and beautiful collarbone.
The snow-white skin and the looming ravine below made Ye Peicheng's throat tighten.
He moved his gaze up in a panic, swept over her slender and white neck, and landed on her beautiful lips, which he could no longer move away from.
Unexpectedly, he felt as if he was bewitched by some kind of power, and leaned towards her little by little.
Their lips were getting closer and closer, and just as they were about to kiss, Ye Peicheng's brain suddenly jolted, causing him to react suddenly.
He hurriedly sat up straight and looked at the girl who was still sleeping peacefully, his heart beating wildly.
A consciousness slowly emerged in my mind—
Ye Peicheng found that he seemed to like Qiao Moyu.
I fell in love with this girl who is sometimes clever, sometimes cute, and sometimes dumbfounding.
He stared at her for a few seconds, a smile on the corners of his lips, his fingers touched her cheek lightly, then he moved away, turned to take off her shoes, covered her with a thin blanket, and then closed Lamp, left Qiao Moyu's room.
When Ye Peicheng walked out of the door, his footsteps were very light. He closed the door and was about to go to the stairs when he found several RMBs lying in front of his feet.
He bent over to pick up the money, and found that it wasn't a fake coin. Suddenly, he was a little confused. Recently, he seems to be possessed by the God of Wealth, always picking up money
Moreover, every time he picks up the money, he asks people around him, but no one says he lost the money, which reminds him of the children's song he learned as a child: "I found a penny on the side of the road and handed it over to the police uncle. …”
Ye Peicheng dumped the song in his head, put away the money, and planned to ask other people if they lost it tomorrow.
At this moment, thousands of miles away, Father Ye's cell phone rang, and it was his assistant who called: "Mr. Ye, I have found the personal information of [Brother Yu's request for marriage]!"
"Well, let's talk." Father Ye had just watched the live broadcast and took a shower, feeling very good.
The assistant said: "Originally, the customer's information should not be leaked, but this user should be watching the live broadcast for the first time, so his original nickname is his name, Huang Chu. In his data card, the mobile phone number is still external. It’s open, it’s 15733211278…”
Hearing the name Huang Chu first, Father Ye thought that the world would not be so small. After listening to the assistant report the phone number, Father Ye called out Mr. Huang's phone number, and when he saw it, he twitched the corners of his mouth.
The world is so small!
In his mind, Mr. Huang, the unpredictable Feng Shui master, turned out to be [Brother Yu asks for marriage]!
They are all in their 50s, and they call the little girl Yu's brother, and are they still asking for marriage? Mr. Huang, where is your face? !
Father Ye was complaining in his heart, but suddenly thought of something.
He has a quota for the recording of the next show, and he definitely can't go. After all, if he is Ye Peicheng's father and loses his vest, it might be counterproductive to his son chasing his daughter-in-law.
However, Mr. Huang is different. If he gives up the quota to Mr. Huang...
So, Father Ye picked up the phone and called Mr. Huang.
Mr. Huang was a little depressed today. He was in a bad mood, and he rejected the last few people who asked him to do things. Seeing Father Ye calling, he answered after a few rings: "Mr. Ye."
"Mr. Huang." Father Ye paused and organized the language: "In fact, although we are old, we have to play with young people and keep pace with the times!"
Mr. Huang was confused: "What do you mean?"
Father Ye said: "I was watching a live broadcast recently, and there was my son in it, and what you said was pure and pure..."
Mr. Huang sat up straight: "Mr. Ye, aren't you the [Chen Yu CP's ashes]?"
Father Ye was silent for a while: "Mr. Huang really is a god!"
Mr. Huang didn't shy away: "I'm [Brother Yu asking for a marriage]! Brother Ye, I answered a phone call and recharged late, so you robbed me of my quota. I'm so wrong..."
Father Ye didn't expect Mr. Huang to admit it frankly, so he didn't beat around the bush: "I'm calling you, just to give you this spot! You know, my son and future daughter-in-law are inside, I'm inconvenienced Participate, so, log in to my account and contact the show team! When that time comes, just help me keep an eye on my son!"
Mr. Huang only felt that a pie had fallen from the sky, and he hit him without any bias. He happily agreed: "No problem, Brother Ye, I will leave this matter to me!"
"Thank you, Brother Huang!" At this moment, the two have called themselves brothers.
…
That night, Mr. Huang had already contacted the program team and participated in the recording of the next issue.
The moon sets and the sun rises, and the next morning, the competition at the market officially kicks off.