The husband in the mobile phone is alive and swollen

Yemo casually put the cigarette in his mouth, took another puff, and asked him amidst the smoke, "So early?"

Han Feiling nodded, "Well, I'll come and see Ye Ning."

Yemo nodded, threw the cigarette on the ground, pressed it out with his slippers, and walked up to him, "Go in."

Hearing this, Yemo was still sitting, raised his head, and met Yemo's gaze, "Why don't you sit down a little longer?"

"Ok?"

Han Feiling was a little hesitant, he couldn't say "I saw you bulging early in the morning", so he paused and said, "I didn't eat breakfast, my stomach hurts."

Yemo's eyes darkened a little, and he patted his head with his palm, "No one is urging you, why are you driving yourself like a mule!"

"..." Han Feiling looked at Ye Mo who was standing under the two steps, and said with a smile, "If I were a vicious supporting actor in the comics, I would just push you down right now."

Ye Mo twitched his lips, "Don't worry, you don't have this chance."

"Huh? Do you think I can't push you? Although you are taller than me, I'm not a rookie either! I have muscles in my arms!"

"No."

Han Feizero was puzzled, "Huh?"

Yemo met his gaze, and silently said, "With your looks, you can't be the male supporting role, it should be...another male lead."

"..." Han Feiling was stunned for a moment, then his cheeks turned red.

A man's god is a man's god, just a few words can make him seductive.

After a while, Xiao Feiling finally softened up. He stood up and asked Yemo, "God, I don't seem to see you smoking often?"

"Well. I smoke less."

Yemo climbed two stairs and stood side by side with Han Feiling.

Suddenly he lowered his head, approached him, and said on his lips, "The old man will mutter when he usually smokes a cigarette, but only when it is particularly annoying. Don't talk when you go in, or the old man will mutter again."

He was 185cm tall, and Han Feiling was 178cm tall. When the two of them stood facing each other, their eyes had to meet, as they did now, Yemo lowered his head slightly.

Maybe Yemo got so close just to tell him, but Han Feiling looked into those eyes, and suddenly he couldn't speak, and his face turned red.

It was the first time, face to face with the male god, so close.

Ah ah ah ah ah!It was a gallop in my heart!

Three seconds later, Yemo turned around first, took out the key and opened the door.

Han Feiling was behind him, secretly covering his cheek with his palm, feeling hot all over his body, as if he was about to burn.

After following Yemo in, Han Feiling saw Ye Jingwen sitting on the sofa in the living room. He was holding Ye Ning in his arms and testing her forehead with his palm.

Ye Ning did not seem to be in a good condition, he looked weak and his eyes were a little slack.

Ye Jingwen heard footsteps, raised his head, and said with a smile, "Xiao Han is here, come in and sit down."

"Uncle Ye." Han Feiling walked over, sat down next to them, took Ye Ning's hand and shook it lightly, "Does Ning Ning still feel uncomfortable?"

Ye Ning nodded, not even bothering to speak.

Ye Jingwen answered for her, "This child had a fever once, and his whole body was marinated. I can't lift my strength these two days, hey."

Han Feiling saw that Ye Ning's condition was really not good, and didn't know what to say.

At this time, Ye Mo went to the kitchen to get the dishes and plates, put the breakfast on the table in the living room.

Ye Jingwen brought soy milk and fed it to Ye Ning.

Fortunately, Yemo bought some more and asked Han Feiling to eat them together.After eating halfway, Yemo suddenly asked him, "Is your stomach still hurting? Shall I buy you some medicine?"

Han Feiling hurriedly waved his hands, "No need, I have medicine in my bag!"

"Stomach pain?" Ye Jingwen interjected, "You young people don't pay attention to eating, and your stomach hurts every time you move. Xiaohan, you must pay attention to your body!"

"Okay, Uncle Ye." Han Feiling smiled, not daring to say more.

Because, his stomach is very good.There is nothing wrong with stomach pain.

After breakfast, Ye Jingwen said that he was going to boil water for Ye Ning to drink, so he asked Han Feiling to sit with Ye Ning in his arms.

Ye Ning tilted his body, half leaning on Han Feiling's chest.She probably slept too much last night, and now she is not sleepy, and has strength after eating, so she chatted with Han Feiling without saying a word.

Speaking of the school cleaning that day, Han Feiling felt very puzzled, so he asked her, "Why did that Lin Xiaohui splash you with water?"

Ye Ning replied indifferently, "Because I beat him up earlier, and he can't beat me, so he's looking for trouble!"

Ye Mo was sitting on the single sofa and watching financial news on his mobile phone. Hearing this, he raised his head and asked viciously, "A girl who fights with boys every now and then, don't you feel very proud?!"

Ye Ning "hummed" at that, but did not refute.

Although she didn't like Yemo's harshness, she was also a little afraid of him, and never dared to really contradict him.

Seeing that she looked unhappy, Han Feiling asked patiently, "Ningning, why did you fight with that boy?"

"Because he called me a liar." Ye Ning seemed very dissatisfied with this, and when he said it, he gritted his teeth a little, "I didn't lie, it was his fault for him to say that."

"What did you say, he said you lied?"

Ye Ning looked a little downcast, and lowered his eyebrows, "I said I like dancing, I want to learn to dance, and I want to be a very good dancer in the future. He said that I haven't learned it for so long, and all the flowers in the class next door will learn it." So, you keep calling me a liar."

Ye Mo, who was still a little angry at first, stopped playing with his phone when he heard this, and looked up at Ye Ning.

The little girl muttered at this moment, her face was full of melancholy, obviously very unhappy.However, she doesn't usually say these words, and she never complains to Yemo and Yejingwen.

Han Feiling suddenly didn't know what to say, after all, this was their family's business.He also mentioned it to Yemo before, but Yemo seemed to be very persistent, but he didn't agree with Yening to learn to dance.

After a while, Ye Ning whispered again, "It's not that I want to lie, it's my father who won't let me go."

Han Feiling turned to look at Yemo subconsciously, and saw that he was also looking at him, his eyes seemed a little displeased, but he didn't say anything.

However, Han Feiling always felt that there was something else in his eyes.It's just that he can't see through it for the time being.

Han Feiling's two classes today are the last two in the morning, and when he saw that the time was about the same, he hurried to the school again.

Because the final exam is going to be in more than a month, his art class is basically gone this month, and the following courses are basically assigned to other courses for review.

Therefore, this month he took two classes to conduct on-site examinations for the students.

The author has something to say:

Peter Pan: I feel it when I see you.

Han Feiling: Me too.

Peter Pan:? ! ! ! ! !What did you say? ! ! ! ! !

Han Feiling: Do you want it?

Peter Pan: God finally opened his eyes! ! ! ! ! ! !

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