Don’t let go

Author: Sicilian Fish

Don’t let go

Okay, I'll take it myself!

Duan Mufeng: "What's the use of treating her as a treasure, but she has to devalue herself."

Wei Yi sat down on the chair, then crossed his legs and agreed: "Xiao Fengfeng, this sentence makes some sense. Sister Qiu, you said that you have only been in love for a few days and you have argued twice.

Yes, your mouth is for him to kiss you, not for quarreling with him."

Wei Yi often said one or two truths that made people's hearts beat and made Qiu Ying really unable to accept them.

"Brother Yi's words are not rude. You should break up with him immediately!" Duan Mufeng leaned against the TV cabinet, crossed his arms on his chest, and looked very much in agreement.

"Sister Qiu, you have many better choices. Look at the many handsome guys in our company. Which one is worse than him?"

…

Qiu Ying was speechless as she looked at the two singing together. She was about to issue an eviction order and yawned: "I want to go to bed early and take good care of myself. I will be filming a commercial in a few days. Brother Yi, don't you want to do it tomorrow too?"

Are you preparing for the live broadcast the day after tomorrow?”

"Mr. Qiu, I'm almost ready tonight." Wei Yi reported with a smile.

"Xiao Feng, why are you here? Aren't you going to prepare a new album?" Qiu Ying then remembered to ask Duan Mu Feng why he suddenly came over.

Duan Mufeng raised his eyebrows, raised his lips, put his hands on the TV cabinet, and stretched his long legs forward: "Replace Li Li and you to form a CP to shoot a big-name commercial."

Qiu Ying was so shocked that a mouthful of blood stuck in her throat; "You accept this price? Doesn't it destroy the market price?" Duan Mufeng's endorsement fee is at least five times that of Li Li. This kid is too willful!

However, I also know that his style of doing things is so casual, otherwise he would not have signed under Feibei's name.

"Xiao Feng, if you are fine tomorrow, I will take you out for a walk."

Duanmu Feng raised his lips: "Assuming you have a conscience, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Since my younger brother is here, why don't you care about your elder brother? Sister Qiu, you are too partial!" Wei Yi protested with a smile.

Qiu Ying gave you a helpless look: "Together, together."

After Duan Mufeng and Wei Yi left, Qiu Ying soaked her feet, then went to bed and lay down. Before going to bed, she checked WeChat again. She originally wanted to send a message to Ye Yifan, but she stared at the screen for a while, not knowing what to send.

I can't save my dignity and let him come back.

Just when she was about to close the dialog box, Ye Yifan sent her a message: "Aying, I want to come back and sleep."

Qiu Ying's heart beat like a deer in joy, her lips curved, and she replied with three words: I'll wait for you.

All of a sudden, there was a knock on the door...

So fast! Ye Yifan should have sent her the message outside the door.

She lifted the quilt, put on her shoes, walked to the door, smoothed her hair, and held her breath before opening the door.

Ye Yifan's bright black eyes caught her sight.

He stepped in with one step, closed the door with one hand, bent down, buried his face in her neck, then wrapped her in his arms with his big coat, and stood there holding her in his arms without speaking.

For a long time, Ye Yifan put her hands on his shoulders. She consciously put her arms around his neck, raised her toes, and rested her chin on his shoulders. He held her legs with both hands and lifted her up.

It hung on him like a wombat.

They stayed in this position for a long time. She was afraid that he would be tired. She weighed 90 pounds: "Ye Yifan, let me down."

He rubbed her neck and replied in a muffled voice: "Don't let go."
Chapter completed!