Su Wei glanced at Uncle Xia's back, touched his chin, and slowly swayed behind Xia Ye.
"Do you not like him? Do you need me to wipe him off for you."
Su Wei made a gesture of wiping his neck and looked at Xia Ye with a smile.
Xia Ye glanced at Su Wei silently.
"No, I don't want to go to jail for buying murder."
Su Wei pulled a chair and sat on the opposite side of Xia Ye.
"I won't leave a handle when I do it. You won't go to jail for that. Besides, even if you go to jail, I can get you out.
Xia Ye: "..."
What are these things!
"I'm back to the room."
Xia Ye was speechless, so she could only turn around and return to the room to continue processing the documents.
Su Wei did not stop him, sitting in the hall waiting for Da Maomao to come back.
She peeled the orange, holding her head, and sending it into her mouth piece by piece.
As time passed bit by bit, Da Maomao's small body finally appeared at the gate, rushing towards Su Wei's embrace.
"Dad, I caught his little tail!"
Su Wei listened to Da Maomao's excited words, stretched out his finger, poked it at the center of his eyebrows, and pushed it farther away.
"Let's talk about it."
Da Maomao obediently stayed opposite Su Wei, and finished what he saw with a single glance.
"Oh, is he looking at Qu Wei as the gunman against me?"
Da Maomao shook his head and agreed with Su Wei.
"Yeah, the culprit is eyeing Qu Wei, Dad, are you sure to deal with her?"
Su Wei looked at Da Maomao with a smile but a smile: "What do you think?"
Da Maomao looked at Suwei obediently: "I think you can dad! That Quwei can't even hit one of your fingers."
Su Wei was very satisfied with Da Maomao's toast, and rubbed Da Maomao's head.
"Well, I'm going to find my cutie, but I can't make him tired."
After hearing the news Da Maomao brought back, Su Wei stood up, turned and walked towards Xia Ye's room.
Da Maomao looked at Su Wei's back, somewhat speechless.
Dad, you really love your little cutie when you are old.
Da Maomao dragged his short legs and followed Su Wei slowly.
Su Wei walked to the door of Xia Ye's room, twisted the handle, and found that it was locked.
"Xia Ye, open the door."
Su Wei knocked on the door lightly, and his voice increased slightly.
Xia Ye heard Su Wei's voice in the room, and when the tip of the pen stopped, her mind became confused again.
"I will go in by myself without opening the door."
Su Wei gave Xia Ye an ultimatum.
Xia Ye licked her slightly dry lips, sighed, got up and opened the door for Suwei.
He still couldn't hold back this angel.
Opening the door, Xia Ye clearly saw a trace of disappointment flashing through the angel's eyes.
Disappointed
What is she disappointed in? !
Su Wei sighed and suppressed the disappointment in his heart.
She originally planned to not open the door in Xia Ye, so she fainted this little cute.
Let him not open the door to himself!
It has to be an impressive lesson!
Da Maomao clearly knows how rascal his father is.
Alas~ Mom, please ask for more blessings!
Da Maomao did not care to light a piece of wax for Xia Ye.
Su Wei followed Xia Ye into his room and lay on Xia Ye's bed naturally, yawning to watch Xia Ye.
"It's almost two o'clock, go to bed now."
Su Wei patted the position next to him and looked at Xia Ye with a smile.
If Xia Ye hadn't heard Su Wei's words, she still hadn't worked hard.
Su Wei waited for a while, seeing Xia Ye's deaf ears, her cute little face wrinkled, and she got up and walked towards Xia Ye.
"If you don't obey, I will kiss you."
Xia Ye clenched her pen tightly and looked back at Su Wei.
"I… "
Su Wei blocked Xia Ye's lips and kissed him.
"What you need now is rest. Don't stretch yourself so tight, it will break."
Su Wei gently touched Xia Ye's head, with a soft tone.
Xia Ye felt the temperature of Su Wei's palm, and pressed her lips slightly.
"it is good."
Sure enough, he still has no choice but to take this angel!
Xia Ye was moved to ** by Su Wei, and she was held tightly in her arms.
Su Wei held his cute little girl in his arms with satisfaction, and closed his eyes with peace of mind.
Da Maomao climbed onto the bed, found a corner at the end of the bed and shrank, shut down and went to sleep.
Xia Ye was held in her arms by Su Wei, staring at the void with her beautiful eyes.
He is still not used to someone falling asleep next to him, especially if this person is still holding him tightly, he is even more unaccustomed.
The scent of orange lingered on the tip of his nose, Xia Ye closed his eyes slightly, and a light sleep came up.
The breathing in the room was light and even, with a strange harmony.
The next day.
Xia Ye blinked her eyes slightly in confusion, moved her body slightly, but found that she seemed to be tightly confined by something.
Xia Ye looked down and saw that it was an angel with her slightly curled light golden hair scattered on his body, entwined with him.
A certain angel moved slightly, frowning, as if dissatisfied.
Xia Ye subconsciously held her breath, her body stiffened, and she did not dare to move.
The angel stretched his eyebrows and continued to fall asleep quietly.
He stared at Su Wei's beautiful eyebrows blankly, and a strange feeling surged in his heart, as if something was about to break through the ground.
"Well, it's so annoying!"
Su Wei slapped Xia Ye's face, leaving some slight red marks, showing how much her strength was used.
Xia Ye was expressionless, and the things that broke out of her heart seemed to have been slapped to death by Su Wei.
With the soft touch under his hand, Su Wei's eyelashes trembled and opened his eyes.
The quiet and awkward atmosphere filled, Su Wei moved his palm with a little guilty conscience, and patted Xia Ye's head lightly, as if he was coaxing him to sleep.
Xia Ye took away Su Wei's hand expressionlessly, sat up, got out of bed after getting dressed, and went to wash.
Su Wei stared at Xia Ye's back and scratched his head.
This person seems to be in a bad mood.
Su Wei suddenly looked down at the palm of his hand.
It seems that anyone who gets slapped in the morning will not be in a good mood.
After Xia Ye finished washing, he returned to the room, picked up the paper on the table, and muffled out the door.
Su Wei: "..."
Little cutie seems to be really angry, she has to coax her.
But what does little cutie like
Su Wei frowned slightly in distress, got up and put on his clothes, wandering out of the room like a wandering soul.
Xia Ye looked at Su Wei's cute little face and pursed her lips, the little bud in her heart seemed to pop out of her head again.
"Little cutie, what do you like?"
Su Wei bent his eyes towards the summer night, the distance between the two was extremely short, breathing intertwined, an ambiguous atmosphere rose for no reason.
Xia Ye's eyes widened slightly, her breathing was stagnant, her ear tips quickly spread red and her face was hot.
"you you… "
Su Wei tilted his head and asked suspiciously: "What's wrong with me?"
She really just wanted to ask what little cutie likes.
Su Wei hummed and bulged his cheeks.