Chapter 27 "Can I move back to the master bedroom?"
After lunch, Ni Yang took the marshmallows and took a car back to Yutang Villa.
As November approaches, the leaves of the plane trees in the villa begin to turn yellow, showing signs of early autumn.
Ni Yang returned home, fed Marshmallow something to eat, and then went to the studio.
It was a sunny afternoon, and the succulents she raised on the terrace were all growing plump. She placed her pink Paris dancing shoes on the inner side of the terrace, watered the plants, and closed the terrace door.
Start recording the trigger sound without human voice.
Twenty minutes later, she listened to the result and was not very satisfied, so she recorded it again.
When it comes to work, I will do my best to achieve perfection and never give myself excuses to be lazy.
I spent almost three hours in the studio, polishing the twenty minutes of audio to perfection and sending it to the platform on time.
She stretched out in her office chair, picked up the mug on the table, and took a sip of rose tea.
As soon as she opened the door of the studio, Marshmallow was sitting obediently at the door, looking up at her.
Seeing this, Ni Yang felt soft-hearted, so he squatted down and rubbed her head hard.
Then she stood up and walked downstairs. Marshmallow followed her with her short legs. Judging from the time, He Siyu would be back soon.
Uncle Zheng took the few servants in the house to deal with the weeds growing on the lawn.
She stood by the door frame of the villa, leaning her shoulders loosely against it.
Her black hair was tied into a lazy side ponytail with a solid floral pattern, hanging loosely on her left chest.
She lowered her eyes and sent a message to He Siyu on her cell phone.
Ni Yang: [Where have you been?]
His name instantly turned into what the other party was typing...
He Siyu: [Just entered the gate.]
Ni Yang raised his eyes and saw a black Cullinan coming towards the villa on Wutong Avenue.
The fallen leaves on the asphalt road were picked up by the wind from the car body and fell down.
She turned off her phone and watched the car getting closer.
My mind suddenly remembered what I wanted to do with He Si in the morning.
His face suddenly felt hot, he lowered his eyes, pursed his lips and coughed lightly.
When Marshmallow heard the noise, he turned his furry head to the side and looked at Ni Yang in confusion.
The car stopped in front of the Angel Fountain. Hes was about to get out of the car, holding a bouquet of cappuccino roses and chocolate bubble roses, wrapped in oil paper and cellophane.
Ni Yang stood up straight in an instant, his eyes filled with surprise and joy.
She watched He Siyu walk up the steps with the flowers and hand them to her.
She smiled, took the flowers with both hands and held them in her arms.
There was obvious joy in his casual tone.
"Why did you suddenly send me flowers?"
When He Siyu saw Ni Yang standing at the door waiting for him, his cold face turned white like snow in the light, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose.
Marshmallow at his feet rubbed against his trouser legs, humming and wanting him to touch her head.
"A replacement confession flower for you."
Ni Yang knew he was talking about the words he admitted in the morning that he liked her.
Her thin eyebrows were curved, and the rustling sound of cellophane connected them.
"It's quite romantic. I really like Huahua. Did you pick it out?"
"Well, I picked every one of them."
Ni Yang lowered her eyelashes and roughly counted them. There were nine cappuccinos, and multi-headed chocolate bubbles interspersed among them, so there were at least ten of them.
(＞＜)Happy
After entering the house, Ni Yang took out a new vase from the cupboard.
She likes to arrange the flowers herself, trimming the branches with scissors on the island. She can relax and immerse herself in the process.
He Siyu sat opposite her, staring at Ni Yang with slightly gloomy eyes.
Every movement of her hands seemed carefully planned, as each one precisely hooked his heartstrings.
He wanted to grab her hand and touch him, it must feel so good to have her long, slender fingers brushing against his skin.
I want to sleep in the master bedroom tonight, just like last night, holding her in my arms.
I want a good morning kiss and good night kiss every day.
Since we have already shared a bed once, do we need to sleep in separate rooms?
He didn't like the cold second bedroom at all.
"Yangyang, can I move back to the master bedroom?"
He spoke suddenly, his tone full of anticipation.
Ni Yang paused and glanced at He Siyu.
The corners of his mouth curled up in a meaningful smile.
"No, one month is just one month."
Of course, she did not miss He Siyu's disappointed expression, and her playful smile deepened.
"...Okay, Yangyang, do you still want to drink milk before bed? I can heat it up for you."
There was a sticky light in He Siyu's eyes.
"OK."
If someone is willing, why should she refuse? Just go ahead and do it.
After arranging the flowers, the two took marshmallows and went to the old house.
The evening in the old house is quiet and peaceful. The sunset glow fills the sky and is reflected in a small stream. Fish swim in the stream, and ripples spread to the edge of the stream.
The butler was standing at the door early to greet them.
Ni Yang held He Siyu's hand, and Cotton Candy followed behind them, stretching its four short legs vigorously and its little ears standing straight up.
Walking across the arch bridge and through the corridor, the evening breeze blows through the ancient bronze wind chimes hanging on the eaves of the corridor, and the sound is mellow and melodious.
When they arrived at the open-air bluestone walkway, Mr. He and Mrs. He saw the two of them, stood up, and supported each other as they walked to the door of the hall.
Then they saw a group of white creatures suddenly jumping out from behind them.
The smile on Mr. He's face froze instantly, and a mist appeared in his chaotic eyes.
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