Ye Yixing slammed the door and left without even wanting to communicate with them, which made the couple very angry.
Xia Song laughed angrily: "What a tantrum, what did we say? I just want to ask if the child is his? I can't ask that?"
"Do you think we hugged each other by mistake? You have such a good temper and I have a bad temper, who does he look like?" Ye Muyi also became angry.
"It's impossible to hug him wrongly. He's just crooked." Xia Song sighed.
Ye Muyi also sighed: "Hey, I think we should not ask more questions about this matter."
"You think I want to ask." Xia Song said aggrievedly: "Aren't I worried about him? Feng Leyi is obviously the princess, why doesn't he have feelings for Feng Leyi?"
"Could it be that he insists on finding the princess not because he couldn't love her in his previous life, but because he has some kind of blood feud?" Ye Muyi speculated wildly.
"It's impossible." Xia Song said: "He must have loved the princess in his previous life, there is no doubt about it. Maybe it's like what he said, the previous life was the previous life, and this life is this life."
Ye Muyi nodded and asked, "Don't you like Luo Suian? I think you have liked Feng Leyi in recent years."
"It's not that I don't like her. I've never been in contact with her, so I don't know whether I like her or not. It's just because Feng Leyi is the princess that I have a natural affection for her." Xia Song shook his head and said.
"I saw her when she was a child." Ye Muyi recalled: "She is quirky and quite lovable."
"It sounds like you really like Luo Suian." Xia Song said, remembering: "I haven't asked you yet, do you dislike Feng Leyi?"
"A bit." Ye Muyi said honestly.
"Why?" Xia Song asked.
Ye Muyi said: "She comes from a good family, is beautiful, and has abilities. For a family like ours, she is indeed the perfect daughter-in-law. But I always feel like she is tailor-made for our family.
If we were the kind of parents who were strict about family status, we would undoubtedly force Yi Xing to marry her."
"It's tailor-made, you think it's making clothes. She is the only daughter in the Feng family. She has been raised as an heir since she was a child. When it comes to tailor-made, it is also made for her father's heir." Xia Song was described by him.
Funny.
Ye Muyi shrugged: "That's because I don't have a good eye. You know me, who you like or dislike depends on your first sight."
This is true, Second Young Master Ye has been like this since he was a child.
"Then we just let it go?" After talking for a while, Xia Song was still thinking about his son.
Ye Muyi said: "Let's do this for now. Yi Xing likes that girl so much, and I also want to see how capable she is."
"Well, it's up to you." Xia Song agreed.
While the couple was formulating a plan, Ye Yixing drove the car back to the community where Luo Sui'an lived.
Luo Suian came over when he heard the doorbell ringing. He was surprised to see it was him through the peephole, and hurriedly opened the door: "Why are you back so late?"
Ye Yixing didn't answer. He held her face in his hands when he entered the door and kissed her deeply.
His kiss was passionate and urgent, and Luo Sui'an was quickly kissed from east to west. When she regained consciousness, she had been put on the bed by him.
Ye Yixing stood above her, his eyes flashing with lust, and asked her in a low voice: "Is it okay?"
Luo Sui'an curled her fingertips slightly, and after only a second of hesitation, she raised her arms, wrapped them around his neck, pulled his head down, and took the initiative to kiss him again.
Ye Yixing's eyes overflowed with joy, his lips moved down, and he kissed her neck gently.