"I know, I know, everything has me." Ye Nianmo kissed her hair, patted her back gently, and comforted her with a soft voice.

In the gloomy day, the car galloped through the wind, Ye Nian Mo looked at Ding Yiyi, who was absent-minded.

When the car stopped in the aisle, he unbuckled his seat belt and held her cheek in both hands to prevent her from escaping. "What did Uncle Xu say?"

Ding Yiyi denies repeatedly like touching a spring. Ye Nianmo's eyes are darker. Ding Yiyi leans forward and leans gently on his shoulder. "Let's take Chengbao home."

Ye Nianmo knew something was going on in her heart, but...