"Can you see it?"

A word like thunder exploded, Xie Shuo's whole body froze, and the moment of desire when he just got up seemed to be poured down by the winter ice and snow, and it was completely cold.

He looked at her clear eyes and did not dare to move.

Ye Jing raised his white hand and shook it before his eyes: "Can you feel the shadow?"

Seeing the tentative look on her face, Xie Shuo's heart relaxed, he did not answer her, and lowered his long eyelashes to cover the light in his eyes. Slender fingers went up along the shoulder bones, fumbled through the neck skillfully, as before, gently pinched the lower jaw, pressing the belly of the finger against her lips.

It darkened before his eyes, he lowered his head and kissed it.

Ye Jing wanted to ask what else, his lips were already blocked.

At first, the kiss was a little cool, like winter snow fell, and soon the temperature rose and spread little by little.

Ye Jing snorted and tilted his head subconsciously, but the man's thin lips followed closely, grabbing the lips, and pushing them away forcefully.

The breath raged between his lips and teeth, and all his breath was plundered. Ye Jing leaned back on his thin white neck, almost out of breath.

Her head was dizzy, she squeezed his shoulders hard, her fingertips turned white, and she completely forgot to pay attention to the changes in his eyes.

The night is quiet, and outside the wooden windows, the shadows of the trees sway gently, and the moonlight is like water.

There was a faint and unbearable sound in the silence, and the air seemed to be scorched by fire, radiating heat.

I don’t know how long it took, the sound finally stopped, Ye Jian was soft, shrank into Xie Shuo’s arms, panting slightly, his face was flushed, and his lips were astonishingly red, like a rose that bloomed to the extreme. Overflowing.

Xie Shuo put her arms around her, gently stroking her back with his hands, calming her down.

Obviously it was the cold winter season, but there was fine sweat on the sidewalls. Ye Jian smelled the clean and crisp men's cold fragrance on his body, and there was a thumping sound in his chest. It was clear and intense, and it was not healed for a long time.

The two didn't make it to the last step. It was the first time that Ye Jian stayed here. In a strange place, he wasn't used to it. It's better to let it go at home. Most importantly, she doesn't want children yet, and there is nothing here.

Although the old man has been giving birth, Xie Shuo's eyes are inconvenient, and he needs someone to take care of him. Now this situation is really not suitable for having children. What's more, the relationship between the two of them didn't reach that level.

Xie Shuo must have the same concerns, and he restrained it in time without waiting for her to remind her.

The two embraced each other on the bed and lay quietly for a while. The traces of emotion in Xie Shuo's eyes faded and he recovered his usual calmness. He looked down at her, and saw her flushed cheeks, which was especially moving under the light.

"Shall we go home tomorrow morning?" Ye Yan raised his eyes and asked with a soft voice in front of him.

Thinking of the accident just now, Xie Shuo avoided her gaze, with her eyes facing away, with a gentle voice: "Leave in the afternoon, go to the company first, and go home in the evening."

"Go to the company? Are you so busy these days?"

"Well, it's the end of the year. There are more things." Xie Shuo seems to be very patient tonight, with a soft light in his eyebrows.

Ye Jing lifted his face and looked at him. The **** Adam's apple and smooth jaw line came into view. The collar of his nightgown was slightly open, his collarbone was cold and white with a little red mark.

She was about to move again in her heart, and couldn't help but stretch out a finger and poked his half-exposed collarbone.

Xie Shuo grabbed her fingertips, rubbed it in her palm, and whispered, "Go to bed early."

With a thin breath spreading across his forehead, Ye Jing's mind flashed through the scene just now, his face was hot, he turned off the light, and lay back again, with his arms on his waist.

She tilted her head slightly, pressed her face in front of him, feeling his heartbeat, and gradually closed her eyes.

She was warm and soft in her arms, Xie Shuo also raised her hand to embrace her, but she didn't feel much sleepiness. Many mixed thoughts flashed through his mind, and the expression in his eyes was unpredictable, and it took a long time to fall asleep.

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The next day, at about one o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Jing accompanied Xie Shuo to leave the old house and rushed to the company.

Xie Shuo still didn't let her come into the office to help, only let her wait in the lounge. Fortunately, he didn't wait long this time before he got off work.

The winter dusk is dark, the sky is cold afterglow, and the setting sun falls on the shoulders, with a slight coolness. The two went home after having dinner at the furniture restaurant.

Ye Jing had thought that the atmosphere tonight was just right and could continue with the things that were not done last night, but—unexpectedly, she suddenly caught a cold.

On the way home, she leaned on Xie Shuo's shoulder, tearful eyes and red nose, as if she had been wronged.

Xie Shuo touched her cold fingers, frowned, held her both hands, put them in front of him, and gently kneaded them.

His hands warmed up quickly, Ye Jing raised his eyes to look at him, leaned in front of him, and lowered his eyelashes.

Not long after returning home, Ye Jing caught a fever and was lying on the sofa, his face flushed.

Xie Shuo held her hand and ordered Aunt Zhou who sent hot water upstairs: "Make a call and call Dr. Zhang over."

Ye Jing grabbed his sleeves and said dumbly, "No, it's just a cold. It's so late. I'll just take some medicine and sleep."

As she said, her eyelids fell and her breathing was heavy. Xie Shuo guessed that she didn't want to get an injection, stroked the back of her hand with her thumb, and asked Aunt Zhou to get the anti-fever medicine.

Ye Jianqiang took a bath, took another two anti-fever medicines, climbed onto the bed, wrapped the quilt tightly, and his head was dizzy.

She rarely gets sick on weekdays, but this disease comes on fiercely, and the whole person has no usual wanton freshness, like eggplants beaten by frost, lingering, shrunk into a ball.

Xie Shuo still saw her for the first time. He leaned on the bedside and looked at her for a moment. Suddenly he remembered how he was when he was ill before regaining his vision. His eyes were slightly startled, and he reached out and hugged her into his arms.

Ye Jian's mind was confused, and his hands weakly pushed his chest. He wanted to keep him away from being so close and be careful of being infected, but he didn't even have the strength to make a sound.

The smell in his arms was clean and good, and there was a reassuring feeling. She soon fell into trouble, snuggling him, and fell asleep.

Xie Shuo lowered his eyes to look at her weak sleeping face, and raised a hand to lift a lock of hair away from her cheek, with a soft expression in her eyes.

Suddenly, a fuzzy image flashed in his mind, and he felt that the face in front of him seemed a bit familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

But this image only flashed for a moment, fleeting. He thought about it carefully, but he couldn't think of any real picture. He just treated it as an illusion, and didn't worry about it anymore, and covered her with the quilt.

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In the next few days, Ye Jing did not accompany Xie Shuo to the company, and rested at home to recuperate.

When her cold got better, she planned to continue to accompany him, but she was rejected.

The sun was shining outside the window, and the man was slender. He put on the suit jacket on his arms and tilted his head slightly: "You don't need to accompany me anymore."

Ye Jing just got up from the bed, kneeling down on the edge of the bed, his face was slightly stunned: "If I don't accompany you, how do you walk to eat? Also, don't you need someone to read your files?"

Xie Shuo said lightly: "Zhong Fu will do these things."

Ye Jian: ...Zhong Fu feeds him to dinner. Why does this picture feel a little weird?

Xie Shuo glanced at her without a trace, raised his hand to adjust the cuffs of his clothes.

She almost found out about his recovery that night, and if she was allowed to follow him from time to time, I'm afraid there would be problems soon.

He can't pretend to be so perfect all the time, and she is not such a deceitful person.

After finishing his sleeves, Xie Shuo left the bedroom.

Zhong Fu was already waiting downstairs, Ye Jing got up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and saw the familiar car driving out of the garden.

The sunlight was shining diagonally, and a faint sense of loss suddenly came to my heart, and my chest seemed to be empty.

She raised her hand, her wrists were white, and her slender fingertips touched the glass window, reflecting a blurry image.

Habit is really a terrible thing. For more than half a year, she left everything behind and stayed with him every day. Now she finally waited until he cheered up and had free time, but she couldn't adapt.

After breakfast, Ye Jing lingered on the sofa for a while, touched the phone, and clicked on the group in the studio.

At this point in time, the group is still relatively quiet, and most of the content displayed in the chat history is yesterday's work.

She clicked on Xiang Quan's WeChat again and started typing.

Ye Jin: [Is there anything I need to help recently? 】

Xiang Quan replied almost in seconds: [Are you finally free? 】

Ye Jian snorted and laughed.

Another one popped up over there: [There is no suitable role for you for the time being, but I recently signed a group of new people, and I have a headache. Do you really have time, come over and point them? 】

Ye Jin thought for a while, and asked: [Now? 】

Xiang Quan: [It's all right before one o'clock in the afternoon. 】

Ye Jian: [OK~]

Xiyin Studio has now moved to Xunmeng's side. In just six months, it has developed rapidly. Although Ye Jian basically does not show up, he has been observing the trend. After all, this is her studio.

After lunch, Ye Jing changed his clothes and went out carrying his bag.

When I arrived at the studio, it was just a little bit.

In addition to the newly signed people, there are many familiar faces. When everyone saw her, they gathered around to greet her.

Xiang Quan was so busy that he had no time to chat with her and took her and a few newcomers directly to the recording studio attached to the studio.

These days, although Ye Jing is low-key and fascinating, his previous works and fame are still there, so even if they haven't met, these newcomers all know her, and the look in her eyes is a little curious.

It took a long time for Ye Jing to get used to it, after having not worked for a long time, before he completely settled down.

When she was serious and serious, she had a somewhat cold and nasty aura, and no one dared to laugh, all of them followed to concentrate.

Busy till six o'clock, Ye Jing packed up his things and prepared to go home.

Xiang Quan walked over and said, "Do you remember the dubbing program I mentioned to you last time?"

Ye Jing held his bag and raised his head: "Remember, what's wrong?"

Xiang Quan said, "I need to make up a female guest temporarily. Do I need to get this place for you?"

Ye Jin thought for a while and asked, "How long does it take to record?"

Xiang Quan said: "If it goes well, one or two days will be enough."

"Okay, you help me fight for it."

"Okay, I'll let you know if I'm sure."

Ye Jing said, "Then I'll go first," and walked outside the studio with his bag.

In the rest area, there was a lot of laughter, and other people continued to work overtime at night, gathering together to eat takeaway.

"... She looks so beautiful, look at her skin and legs, I admire her!"

"Look at her on Weibo that she is married, and her husband is blind?"

"Pity……"

"What's a pity..."

The gossip chatter was high and low, and someone caught her coming and hurriedly silenced.

Ye Jian glanced lightly, ignored it, and walked out with a faint expression, his back slender.

Taking the elevator downstairs, she called Xie Shuo.

Xie Shuo's mobile phone is equipped with the latest AI software, which is convenient for him to answer the phone.

"Are you going home for dinner at night? Do you want me to pick you up?" Ye Jian asked softly.

The man's faint voice soon came from the phone: "You eat first, I will be with Zhong Fu, and I may be back later."

Ye Jian's heart was stubborn, and he burst into anger without a reason.

Zhongfu Zhongfu, everything is Zhongfu... You can just stay with Zhongfu!

She hung up the phone angrily and put the phone back into her bag, making the sound of her footsteps much heavier, as if she was venting her resentment every time.

The dusk was dazzling, and the night fell silently.

When I got home, it was night, the lights of Wanjia were lit up, and the light and shadow on the glass windows were floating.

Ye Jian ate dinner alone and felt a little uncomfortable, so he wrapped a blanket and rested on the sofa.

The dark red embroidered blanket and the elegant peony pattern made her face paler.

The bedroom was quiet and silent, except that the breathing was long. After an unknown period of time, the door was pushed open and a long figure walked in.

Seeing the figure curled up on the sofa, Xie Shuo's footsteps paused slightly, deliberately lightened a little.

He walked slowly in front of her, she was lying on her side, her legs bent to form a protective posture, under the blanket, a few toes were exposed, white and delicate.

His slender eyebrows frowned slightly, and his face was faintly unhappy.

Xie Shuo stared at her for a moment, worried that she would have a fever again, bent down, and reached out and probed her forehead.

He didn't dare to stay too long, and quickly moved away.

Confirming that she was okay, Xie Shuo ignored her and turned to the cloakroom.

The lights came on automatically, he took off his jacket and hung it up, loosened his tie, and unbuttoned the first button of his shirt.

Ye Jing slept in a daze, vaguely hearing the sound, and struggling to hold his eyelids a few times before he woke up successfully.

Just waking up, still a bit at a loss, she lifted the blanket and got up, stood for a few seconds, and found the cloakroom following the sound.

The gentle halo opened, and the man stood in the light, his figure was slender, he wore a black shirt, the size fit, and the hem was tucked into his trouser waist. He looked at Ying quite ascetic and pleasing to the eye.

He turned to her side, slowly loosening the cufflinks, revealing a wrist bone.

A tie fell on the side of the closet, apparently he had just dropped it. After loosening the cufflinks, he bent down, and his fingers touched the tie very naturally and accurately.

Ye Jian looked at him in a daze, instinctively that there seemed to be something wrong with his movement.

Aware of her arrival, Xie Shuo's fingertips stiffened and he dared not move anymore.

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