love addiction

She guessed it from the conversation between him and Wenhang.

"Yes." Ming Ziyu admitted, bent down and reached out to hug her.

Ye Qingcheng said hurriedly, "I'll go by myself."

"Stay!" he yelled.

Ye Qingcheng really didn't dare to move, he hugged himself up, his breath was filled with the clear smell of a man, which made Ye Qingcheng feel dizzy.

She tried her best to suppress the restlessness in her heart, lowered her head to look at Ming Ziyu's clothes, but did not dare to look at his face.

Ming Ziyu hugged him and walked towards the house, the house was so big that Ye Qingcheng was speechless.

But she doesn't have time to worry about it now, but she can't wait to bury her face in Ming Ziyu's chest.

Because there were many people inside, all of them looked at them in unison, as if they were very curious.

Can you be curious?
After all, this is the second time that Ming Shao brought a woman back. The first time, it must be Miss Jing Ran.

Ming Ziyu felt those little hands clutching his clothes nervously, so he knew that this woman was shy, and said to those curious people, "You all have nothing to do? What are you doing here?"

After Ming Shao yelled at him, everyone hurriedly went to work, the butler came down from upstairs and said, "Ming Shao, the room has been tidied up."

"En." Ming Ziyu didn't stop, and walked upstairs with Ye Qingcheng in his arms.

At last there were not so many people upstairs, Ye Qingcheng felt a little more at ease, and when Ming Ziyu put her on the sofa, she felt that her breathing became easier.

"Will you take a bath first, or eat first?" Ming Ziyu asked aloud.

"I..." She wanted to answer and took a shower first. After all, she had been tossed about so much, her clothes were messy and dirty, and her face probably didn't feel any better.

However, if you take a bath, you have to change clothes, and there is nothing she can change here.

Ming Ziyu saw her faltering, knew what was going on, turned around and went out.

Ye Qingcheng looked at the door with an embarrassed expression.

Did he just leave?

Still impatient?
Ye Qingcheng was a little annoyed, she just wanted to separate from Ming Ziyu earlier, so maybe she could feel more at ease, but if she really separated, she missed him again.

Ye Qingcheng had never felt this kind of mood before.

It is very strange, very unpredictable, and there are some small excitements and small expectations.

Is this what it feels like to love someone?
When they are together, they will be shy, nervous, and blush involuntarily.

And separated, the next second I turned around, I missed him...

While she was thinking wildly, Ming Ziyu came back, holding some clothes in his hands, handed them to her and said, "You can wear this."

"Eh..." She looked at the women's clothes, feeling a little puzzled.

Where did Ming Ziyu come from?

Another woman's?
For some reason, when she thought of this possibility, she felt sore in her heart.

When Ming Zi saw that she hadn't got any results, he said, "Just wear it first, and I'll have someone prepare clothes for you tomorrow."

"...Thank you." She still took it.

And took the clothes to the bathroom, Ming Ziyu went downstairs to see the food prepared in the kitchen.

When he went upstairs with the food in his hands, Ye Qingcheng had already washed and was wearing the clothes that Ming Ziyu had just sent, and was tugging at the hem of her skirt uneasily.

For her, the nightdress was a bit short, probably because the owner of this dress was not as tall as her.

and also……

Ming Ziyu didn't bring her underwear, so she could only wear the original ones, feeling very uncomfortable.

As soon as Ming Ziyu came in, she saw that she was tugging on her skirt, her two beautiful legs were fully exposed.

The man's eyes dimmed suddenly, and he tried to withdraw his attention, coughing to remind her.

Ye Qingcheng turned around hurriedly when she heard the voice, and looked at Ming Ziyu with embarrassment.

"Eat something, you were shocked today too, drink this soothing soup." Ming Ziyu put the tray on the coffee table.

Seeing Ye Qingcheng sitting upright, with a pillow in her arms, her cheeks were almost as red as apples.

He couldn't help but burst out laughing, "The nightdress is a bit short, you can just make it up, my mother is not as tall as you, so the dress is shorter."

Ye Qingcheng, "..."

So this dress belongs to his mother?

This explanation, which is not an explanation, made Ye Qingcheng feel a lot easier, "Yes."

"Eat it while it's hot, and I'll take a bath too." He ordered and went out.

And also helped her close the door, Ye Qingcheng felt a lot more at ease, and slowly started eating the delicious supper.

I don't know if it's because of the effect of this calming soup, her heart is really at peace.

When she was almost finished eating, Ming Ziyu came over after taking a shower, put on a bathrobe, opened the door and walked in, as if entering her own room, "Can I sleep by myself tonight?"

"..."

What is this question?

Ye Qingcheng's cheeks were red again, and she almost choked.

"Don't get me wrong, what I mean is, what happened today must be a shock to you, and it's normal for you to be scared. If you don't mind, I'll accompany you. You can sleep on the bed, and I can sleep on the sofa. "Ming Ziyu acted honestly as if I really came to comfort you.

Ye Qingcheng really refused, but said hesitantly, "This sofa is so small, can you sleep on it?"

Ming Ziyu's eyes lit up, and he said hastily, "I don't mind if you let me sleep on the bed."

Ye Qingcheng, "..."

Then he should sleep on the sofa.

The servant took the tray away, Ming Ziyu leaned back on the sofa generously, pointed to the bed, "Go to sleep."

"You really want to sleep here?" Ye Qingcheng looked at him tangled, "Actually, I'm fine, you should go back."

"Ye Qingcheng, speak out if you are afraid, I will not laugh at you."

"...I'm really not afraid." Ye Qingcheng said awkwardly.

"A woman who properly shows weakness to a man is cute, understand? Don't be brave, go to sleep." Ming Ziyu pushed her over with half-urging and half-coaxing.

Ye Qingcheng had no choice but to sleep, Ming Ziyu turned off all the lights in the room, leaving only a warm yellow light, and then went to sleep on the sofa.

The room suddenly became quiet, but Ye Qingcheng's heartbeat became louder.

Although it's not the first time I've been in the same room with him, but... this time, many things seem to be different.

Especially when he was desperate, he came to save himself.

Ming Ziyu's expression at that time was so clearly engraved in Ye Qingcheng's mind.

She thought that she might spend her whole life, and it would be impossible for her to forget that face.

Concern, tension, fear, dread.

A few emotions that he obviously didn't want to do, were so deeply engraved on his face, and also engraved on her heart.

And that kiss, a kiss with trembling and fear, seemed to have entered her heart in an instant, and could never be lingered again.

Ye Qingcheng put his hand gently on his heart, feeling the strong beating, and listening to his faint breathing, he gradually calmed down.

She originally thought that she would be afraid, but at this moment, she felt extremely peaceful in her heart.

Gradually, drowsiness struck, and she was in a trance, but she heard a muffled sound. She opened her eyes and saw the man standing up from the floor, rubbing the back of her head.

Appears to have rolled off the couch.

After rubbing it twice, he continued to lie down, and moved lightly, as if he was afraid of disturbing her.

Her face was against the light, Ming Ziyu didn't know that she was still awake, and she didn't know that she had seen all this in her eyes.

Ye Qingcheng bit her lip, feeling an impulse in her heart.

But she held back and just looked at him silently.

The man had long hands and long feet, and he felt aggrieved sleeping on the small sofa, but he still managed to squeeze in, found a sleeping position that he thought was good, and continued to sleep.

In less than 10 minutes, it rolled down again...

Ye Qingcheng can tell that this man's sleeping posture is extremely bad, if he sleeps again tonight, he will fall down many times.

Finally, he plucked up his courage and said, "Ming Ziyu, why don't you sleep on the bed, and I'll sleep on the sofa."

"No! How can there be any reason to let a woman sleep on the sofa?" Ming Ziyu vetoed, "You sleep on yours, leave me alone."

"..." was rejected again.

Ye Qingcheng fell silent, watching Ming Ziyu fall asleep again.

Such a small sofa, how wronged him, I guess this man has never been so wronged before, right?
Ye Qingcheng finally said impulsively, "Why don't you sleep next to me."

"……you sure?"

Ye Qingcheng's cheeks turned red in the darkness, and she rolled slightly, "Anyway, this bed is quite big... I just need a little bit."

"Since you've said that, then I won't be polite." Ming Ziyu stood up and walked over to the bed.

Ye Qingcheng's heart was pounding, and she tried to move a little to the side.

"Don't go any further, or you'll fall out of bed." Ming Ziyu said teasingly, then lay down himself, and sighed, "It's more comfortable to sleep on the bed."

Ye Qingcheng closed her eyes, her eyelashes were trembling, at such a close distance, her heartbeat became irregular again.

Ming Ziyu also felt her tightness, and turned around on his own initiative, with his back to her, "Go to sleep, I'm sleepy."

After finishing speaking, he fell into silence, and after a while, the man's voice became even and even.

Ye Qingcheng slowly, slowly relaxed, and finally couldn't stand the drowsiness and fell asleep.

In her sleep, she felt that she was in a very warm place, and that place was her nostalgia.

Ming Ziyu hugged her gently, trying not to disturb her as much as possible, and seeing her peaceful sleeping face, finally felt relieved.

Everything that happened today was definitely a big event for Ming Ziyu.

He never thought that he would be so worried about a woman, and he was so worried that he was going crazy.

Now seeing that she was still in his arms, the nervousness slowly relaxed.

It was as if all the best things were in his arms.

The corners of Ming Ziyu's mouth curled up slightly, and under the warm light, his eyes were extremely clear.

***
Waking up in the morning, Ming Ziyu was no longer in the room.

Ye Qingcheng touched his side, and Yu Wen reminded him of the traces of his existence.

She was a little distracted.

It was the servant's knock on the door that brought her back to her senses, and she hurriedly got up to open the door.

"Miss, this is sent by the young master." The servant twisted several large bags of clothes in.

Ye Qingcheng hurriedly asked when they were about to leave, "Where are you young master Ming?"

"The young master went out very early and hasn't come back yet, but he told us to make breakfast for you. Do you want to eat now? Do you want to eat here or go downstairs?"

"I'll go down and eat, thank you."

After closing the door, Ye Qingcheng looked at those big bags of clothes, a little dazed.

Ming Ziyu went out early, was it to make her not embarrassed?