Spent a very profound night in the snowy mountains.

If Ye Luojia's layout in Kyoto goes smoothly and successfully, it will at least bring Xu Zhimu several hundred million in investment income.

And Xu Zhimu always repays every drop of kindness with a spring of water, and he returned it to Ye Luojia several times as much.

the next day.

The sun shines on the window, and you can see the little snowflakes in the sky through the panoramic sunroof above your head.

In his arms, Ye Luojia was still tightly wrapped around him.

But judging from her breathing rate, she must have woken up long ago and wanted to pester him to stay in bed for a while.

An Xiaomi was discharged from the hospital in the afternoon today and was not in a hurry to go back.

"Get up, it's time to eat."

Xu Zhimu patted her smooth and delicate back.

"Not hungry."

Ye Luojia didn't even open her eyes, she nuzzled his neck again, seeming to be holding him back from getting up.

"You're not hungry, please be considerate of me."

Xu Zhimu cried and laughed.

Ye Luojia finally opened her eyes gently. A pair of red and phoenix eyes flashed with color, and her hands searched under the quilt.

"Didn't some people make a lot of noise yesterday?"

"Sister Jiajia, speak and act with your conscience...well, I was wrong."

Xu Zhimu, who was holding the emperor hostage, quickly gave in.

The corners of Ye Luojia's mouth curved slightly, and she lay in his arms and played for a while.

Xu Zhimu had no choice but to gently hold her shoulders and look at the falling snowflakes outside in an attempt to distract his attention.

"Okay, let's go make your meal."

Ye Luojia suddenly spoke, then rolled up the quilt and went to the side.

Xu Zhimu stood aside with a look of helplessness on his face: "Sister Jiajia, don't you think your behavior is a bit of a scumbag?"

Ye Luojia ignored him, while Xu Zhimu directly lifted the quilt and got in again.

"Don't you want to cook?"

Ye Luojia was held in his arms, feeling the warm breath, and there was a little pride in her tone.

Xu Zhimu tapped her little nose: "Heat the dishes in advance!"

…

At noon, Xu Zhimu finally cooked the meal.

When Ye Luojia came out of the shower, Xu Zhimu put down the dishes and went to help her blow dry her hair first.

At this moment, Ye Luojia's cold and pretty face was rosy, and her personality became much gentler.

Xu Zhimu helped her blow dry her hair and was just about to greet her and go to dinner.

Ye Luojia suddenly took out a headband from his hand and handed it to Xu Zhimu.

"This is probably left to you by your fiancée."

Xu Zhimu looked at the headband and nodded.

When they first fall in love, boys and girls will give each other something commemorative.

A girl’s headband is just one kind of hairband.

When a boy goes out and takes his girlfriend's hairband with him, he can tell others that he is already married.

"But I remember... your god-sister seems to have such a hair tie."

Ye Luojia looked at the color of the hairband and asked again.

This...Xu Zhimu thought about it carefully and found that it was really true.

"They usually bought the same clothes and trinkets together when they were in college. They probably bought them together."

"oh…"

Ye Luojia said oh and handed the headband to Xu Zhimu.

Xu Zhimu looked at her and finally thought of tying up her hair with a hairband.

Although Ye Luojia is not much older than them.

But there is still a generation gap between them after all.

An Xiaomi and Liu Ningqing can still live together as sisters and best friends.

But Ye Luojia is no longer the age of a female college student now, and they can accept each other even in the future.

It's probably impossible for them to stay together like real sisters.

But everyone has a different lifestyle, so take your time.

Eating.

Xu Zhimu asked again: "Jiajia, when does uncle plan to ask me to meet?"

Ye Luojia also thought for a while: "Let's make another appointment when I get back."

As she spoke, she looked at Xu Zhimu with a faint look and raised her eyebrows.

"Are you really planning to meet?"

"Is this true or false? Sooner or later I will have to face this test. I can't keep hiding."

Xu Zhimu said frankly.

Ye Luojia looked at him. To be honest, if his father wanted to meet him, it would not end so peacefully.

Perhaps, it will also put a lot of pressure on him.

Ye Luojia was ready to break up with her family again. She could not let Xu Zhimu suffer too much injustice or even threats because of her.

But no matter what, Xu Zhimu's determined and serious attitude still makes Ye Luojia's heart warm.

Stretching out his hand, he went over and gently picked Xu Zhimu's chin: "Remember, even if we meet, no matter what you say, no one can change my mind. You don't need anyone's face except me.

Here, do you understand?"

Xu Zhimu knew that she was afraid that she would be wronged after going to Ye's house to meet.

But what Ye Luojia didn't know was that Xu Zhimu and her father had actually met once before.

Unless his father directly gave himself to Shen Hu, there was actually nothing to be afraid of.

But since Ye Luojia said so, Xu Zhimu naturally still wanted to give face to the female CEO.

"Yes, Mr. President."

Xu Zhimu responded with a smile, lowered his head slightly, and kissed her jade finger gently on his mouth.

Ye Luojia narrowed her eyes, but gently hooked his teeth with her fingers.

"when to departure?"

"The flight is at three o'clock in the afternoon."

Ye Luojia nodded, looked at the time on the watch on her wrist, and curved her mouth: "Just in time, come and work overtime."

"...Sister Jiajia, do you know that you are exploiting employees like this?"

Xu Zhimu shivered and worked the night shift and the morning shift.

The capitalists shed tears when they saw it.

"You will come to me for a whole day during the entire annual vacation."

Ye Luojia stood up and pinched Xu Zhimu's chin, like a gangster teasing a woman from a good family.

"So this is not oppression, it is repayment of debt!"

…

At one o'clock, the female secretary drove her car on the road down the mountain.

Occasionally I looked through the rearview mirror.

I noticed that two people were sleeping soundly next to each other in the back row.

Ye Luojia's face was rosy and she leaned gently on Xu Zhimu's shoulder.

Xu Zhimu, on the other hand, felt a little weak, and the circles under his eyes were a little weak.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The female secretary cursed in her heart.

There is no free lunch in the world, and soft rice is not easy to eat...
To be continued...