The male protagonists of the system can no longer continue to be lonely

Xu Yanxiao looked at her father's back and thought of the few times he came to see her in her previous life. He always left with the same back.

Especially in the last one or two times, his waist became more and more bent, as if something was pressing on him and he couldn't straighten it up.

What are you talking about? His company was doing well, his son was healthy and smart, but there was no news from that woman.

She fell into deep thought, and her sadness faded a lot.

She knew that this was already a good result.

In her previous life, she dragged it on until she finished the college entrance examination. Gu Yiye lost his patience and directly drugged her to turn her from a girl into his woman.

In this life, at least her father had made plans for her...

In the previous life, he had no chance at all and went straight to Gu Yiye, where he stayed until his death.

Then she thought that Gu Yiye would probably feel bad if she died in her previous life, and her mood strangely improved.

Gu Yiye wouldn't just sit there with her.

He stroked the little girl's hair and said, "Okay, Huanhuan, don't be sad. I'll take you home."

He has houses everywhere, but they are not home; now that he has Huanhuan, everywhere is home.

Xu Yanxiao didn't react and let him lead her away.

The driver drove the car to the door. It was a pink sports car.

Gu Yiye helped the girl into the car, and then sat next to her.

There was soothing music playing in the car.

The girl rolled down the window and leaned back to rest with her eyes closed.

Gu Yiye closed the window a little higher. The wind was still cold at night, and it would be bad if Huanhuan caught a cold.

Unexpectedly, the girl suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him, "Are you annoying? Open the window for me!"

There was deathly silence in the car.

The driver in front wished he could disappear right then and there.

Gu Yiye was very calm, still gentle and soft, "Okay."

He lowered the window to the level the girl had first lowered it to.

He knew Huanhuan was unhappy, but it didn’t matter.

Besides, he knew that Huanhuan was willful and domineering.

Outsiders say that he is moody and ruthless.

But for Huanhuan, as long as she doesn't leave him, he can accept her unreasonable behavior or arrogance.

It's right to pamper your own woman.

He was so indulgent towards her again. Xu Yanxiao leaned back in her chair in annoyance and closed her eyes again.

Out of sight out of mind.

Gu Yiye just stayed with her quietly.

When we arrived at the place, the car stopped.

Xu Yanxiao got out of the car and looked up. It was a small Western-style building.

"Huanhuan, let's stay here for a few months. After you finish the college entrance examination, we can go back to H City, okay?"

Huanhuan ignored him.

Gu Yiye did not force her to answer and led the girl inside.

The style of the villa is simple and elegant.

Gu Yiye opened the shoe cabinet, took out a pair of plush slippers and placed them at the girl's feet, "Huanhuan, change your shoes."

Xu Yanxiao looked at the ordinary plush slippers she was wearing, and then looked at the delicate and cute rabbit slippers at Gu's feet.

She changed her shoes, and sure enough, the rabbit slippers were very soft and comfortable to wear.

She walked straight in.

Gu Yiye threw away the pair of slippers that the girl had just worn, and then followed the girl in.

"Huanhuan, do you want to eat something?"

The girl pursed her lips impatiently and said in a hard tone, "No."

"But Huanhuan didn't have dinner, so why not have some cake and drink some milk?"

"I said I don't want it! I'm tired! I need to rest. Where is my room?"

Gu Yiye looked at the little girl who was throwing a tantrum, still smiling gently.

"Okay, then I'll take Huanhuan back to the room."

The girl looked at him warily, "I want to sleep alone."

Gu Yiye's smile got bigger. "I know. I've prepared a separate room for Huanhuan."

Hearing this, Xu Yanxiao felt slightly relieved. Although Gu Yiye was annoying, he still did what he said.

She got up and went straight upstairs.

When she reached the second floor and looked at the many rooms, she turned around to look at the man.

Gu Yiye knew what she meant, "Huanhuan, this room with the wind chimes is the studio prepared for you, this one is my study, and the two in the middle are our rooms."

"Huanhuan's room is next to the studio on the left, which makes it convenient for Huanhuan to go to the studio. My room is on the right."

"Huanhuan, do you want to..."

The conversation was interrupted by the girl's ruthless slam of the door.

He was just about to ask the girl if she wanted to see her studio.

Gu Yiye was helpless but not angry. He went downstairs and asked the aunt to bring milk to the little girl.

Xu Yan smiled and walked into the room. She took a casual look and found that the layout of the room was similar to the one she had at Xu's house.

She opened the closet, grabbed a random nightgown, and went to the bathroom.

After taking a shower, she came out with wet hair.

There was a knock on the door.

"Ma'am, your milk."

It was the voice of a middle-aged woman.

Xu Yanxiao opened the door and saw a middle-aged woman outside holding milk and looking at her cautiously.

"Madam." The woman called her again.

Xu Yanxiao was about to lose her temper and say that she was not a lady, but then she felt that it was unnecessary as she would be called that in the end anyway.

Why should she make things difficult for the servants?

She took the milk and closed the door.

The woman outside breathed a sigh of relief and went downstairs with the plate.

Xu Yanxiao put the milk down casually and went to get a hair dryer to blow dry her hair. After doing that, she felt a little thirsty, so she drank the milk in one gulp.

The milk is also a familiar temperature.

Many complicated emotions suddenly emerged in her heart.

Finally, she sighed and went to bed.

I opened my phone and a WeChat message popped up.

She opened it and it was Gu Yiye.

She didn't know when she secretly added him on her phone, and the profile picture was still a photo of herself smiling innocently.

Xu Yan smiled and then became furious, and clicked on the message.

Huanhuan, remember to blow dry your hair, otherwise you will have a headache.

She regretted blow-drying her hair just now and wished she could piss him off to death.

She typed: None of your business.

The other side replied immediately: Yeah yeah.

Xu Yanxiao became even angrier for some reason.

She threw her phone aside, turned over, hugged her chest, and looked very angry.

After thinking about it, she decided to forget it and there was no point in arguing with him.

She closed her eyes and went to sleep.

But she couldn't fall asleep. Her mind was filled with all the little things her father had done for her, from this life and the past. The scenes were all jumbled and disorganized.

Just like her emotions.

Tears still slid from the corners of her eyes into the pillow.

She wiped her tears with her hands and hypnotized herself to sleep more.

But the more I thought about this, the more tears flowed.

Finally, she was so tired of crying that she fell asleep in a daze.

She slept uneasily and always had dreams about her past life.

In the middle of the night, Xu Yanxiao woke up again. She felt her pillow was wet, so she turned it over and continued to sleep.

But her stomach growled. Yes, she had skipped dinner because she was angry with Gu Yiye.

She wanted to endure it, but when she was really hungry, she couldn't endure it even if she wanted to.

Finally, she stood up and threw back the covers.

She took her cell phone and quietly opened the door. She glanced at Gu Yiye's door and went downstairs quietly.

Xu Yanxiao was not familiar with the villa and it took her a while to find the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator.

There were only fresh fruits and vegetables in the box, and no other snacks like cakes. She finally took a bottle of yogurt and an apple.

The light suddenly came on, a small light that was not dazzling but clear enough to see.