desensitization therapy

"Are you on the phone with your girlfriend again?"

When Song Feijue hung up the call, Ye Xiling happened to pass by him, and his eyes drifted ambiguously to the screen that had been locked again.

"Your girlfriend is really clingy," Ye Xiling sat down across from her. She held her chin and joked, intentionally or unintentionally, "You call more frequently than my boyfriend, Chagang?"

Song Feijue didn't answer. He lowered his head and cut the bacon slowly. The phone on the white tablecloth vibrated again. It was a photo sent by Fang Zhilian.

In the photo, Crescent Moon was captured at the moment of yawning, with her eyes slightly squinted and her mouth wide open with a funny and cute expression.

Ye Xiling obviously saw it too, but she was not a self-defeating person, and Song Feijue's repeated ignorance had already made her lose her fun.

Just as breakfast was being served, Ye Xiling glanced at the cat clips on the opposite phone calmly, and began to solve the breakfast with little interest.

The hotel's breakfast is an optional menu, but Ye Xiling only ordered poached eggs and vegetable salad, plus a glass of iced coconut water Americano.

"They're going to free dive this afternoon," Ye Xiling poked open the poached eggs in a non-sincere way, "Are you going?"

With the poking action, the golden egg liquid slowly flows onto the avocado slices below.

Ye Xiling didn't seem to have much appetite, so she dipped some egg liquid with a fork, and scratched the bottom of the plate making noise.

"No need." Song Feijue refused flatly. He stood up, nodded slightly to Ye Xiling, "Eat slowly."

It has been more than a week since I came to this island, during this period, Song Feijue only saw Song Yuming twice.

The first time, of course, was when they first arrived on the island. Not only Song Yuming, but Song Feijue also met the host Ye Zhengqing who invited them to vacation, the very young Mrs. Ye, and his daughter Ye Xiling.

Ye Zhengqing is a well-known real estate tycoon in the circle in recent years, but this circle is not that circle.How Song Yuming got in touch with him, and how he got in, is unknown.

This island was rented by Ye Zhengqing, and several people from Ye Zhengqing's circle were also invited.

The second time was at Fine Dining that night. Wen Peitang was not feeling well and went back to the room early.

That night, Ye Zhengqing, as the host, talked eloquently in the center of the banquet, wishing all the guests a happy holiday.

Mrs. Ye, who was wearing a light champagne dress, happened to be standing beside Song Yuming. She turned around at the right time and toasted Song Yuming.

Of course, Song Yuming would not brush off this beautiful lady's face. The moment the wine glasses touched, Mrs. Ye's little finger ambiguously brushed against his tiger's mouth.Song Yuming didn't seem to notice it, and still kept a decent smile.

He didn't know that not far away, Song Feijue's eyes were falling on their clearly exposed dirty things.

"Do you think this vacation is enjoyable?" Ye Xiling walked up to Song Feijue at some point, she looked at Mrs. Ye and Song Yuming who had parted and toasted each other, and shrugged, "Anyway, I won't .”

This was the first sentence Ye Xiling said to Song Feijue since he came to the island.

The vacation on the island is indeed not pleasant. In just one week, the original amusement projects on the island have basically been developed.

Wen Peitang likes to be quiet, and only occasionally goes out of the room to watch the sunset.Fortunately, Song Yuming didn't live on the same floor as her, and she didn't see anyone for a week. Wen Peitang was used to staying in the hotel, and gradually felt at ease.

Probably Lian Ye Zhengqing was tired of the repetitive life.During his second week on the island, he chartered a yacht and invited all guests to experience yacht nights.

"It's really boring." Ye Xiling commented on this.

During the time on the island, she took a cruise ship to go to sea more than once, and the novelty has long since passed.

"That's right," echoed a young-looking boy, who was fatter and bulging in a crisp suit, "it's better to go on a rafting picnic."

Ye Xiling pouted.She is a few years older than this group of so-called peers, and her mind is also quite mature. She can only talk to people who are interested in certain things, and this little fat man who is not in her aesthetic range obviously does not belong.

"Let's go, let's blow some air on the deck." Ye Xiling said to Song Feijue.

She ignored the little fat man, turned her head and walked outside, only took two steps before realizing that Song Feijue not only didn't follow, but also walked in the opposite direction.

Ye Xiling raised her thin eyebrows, and looked at Wen Peitang, who was full of embarrassment at the entrance.

Wen Peitang was indeed a little embarrassed. This was not the first time she had appeared on such an occasion, but the people around her were all unfamiliar faces, and Song Feijue was the only straw she could grasp.

"Dizzy?" Song Feijue supported Wen Peitang, and he could tell at a glance that she was not feeling well.

"A little bit," Wen Peitang nodded hesitantly. She noticed Ye Xiling who was looking this way, and she showed a light smile instead of greeting, "The waiter said that I will go back to the island after dinner. I will go upstairs first." Take a rest in the guest room, and have fun with your friends."

Ye Xiling also smiled at Wen Peitang from a distance, looking like a well-educated and obedient girl.

Song Feijue didn't bother to explain such an insignificant matter as whether it was a friend, so he sent Wen Peitang to the guest room, and when he returned to the dining bar, Ye Xiling was still standing at the original position, but the little fat man had disappeared.

"Auntie feeling well?" Ye Xiling asked.

Song Feijue looked up at her and said, "It's okay."

"Your mother looks really good-looking," Ye Xiling didn't continue the topic just now, but changed her words naturally, "But you don't look like her, you look more like your father."

Song Feijue didn't intend to answer this time, he picked up a glass of cocktail he had mixed, and let Ye Xiling ask again: "What do you think?"

Seeing that Song Feijue didn't answer, Ye Xiling was not annoyed, and was still smiling.

"It's a good thing to look different," she said to herself. "Women who are beautiful but have no skills usually don't end well, right?"

When Ye Xiling said this, her voice turned upwards, she seemed very happy, and she wanted to imply something on purpose.

She paid attention to Song Feijue's expression.It's a pity that Song Feijue's expression didn't change, but he met her gaze calmly, and gently shook the cocktail in the glass.

"You look a lot like Mrs. Ye."

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down, and Ye Xiling's scrutinizing eyes showed a hint of disgust.

"She's not my mother." Ye Xiling said coldly.

Song Feijue showed an appropriately surprised expression: "I'm sorry."

He clearly said "sorry", but there was an indifferent smile in his eyes.

Ye Xiling knew she had been tricked by him, and her expression darkened immediately, but she didn't say anything, and followed Song Feijue to the deck.

Song Feijue knew very well that Ye Xiling was following, and he also did not react redundantly.Instead, he took a few photos of the sea at night on the deck and sent them to Fang Zhilian.

Fang Zhilian replied quickly, with several excited exclamation points.

Ye Xiling barely suppressed her anger. She didn't see the WeChat page on the screen clearly, but she guessed that Song Feijue was chatting with his girlfriend.

"Come here to chat with your girlfriend?" Ye Xiling raised a harmless smile, "Yes, the signal is better here. It's just too shaking, it makes me dizzy."

She paused, and asked unhurriedly: "I don't know if Auntie can bear it? It's fine at the hotel, but you have to..."

"What do you want to say?" Song Feijue interrupted.

Ye Xiling's tone became very strange: "You asked me what I wanted to say?"

Immediately afterwards, she seemed to think of something, her expression tightened, and she said without thinking: "Could it be that you don't know this time...impossible, are you pretending to be stupid?"

Song Feijue turned around and looked directly at Ye Xiling, his face was still expressionless, but his body was like a bowstring: "What should I know?"

After a brief pause for a few seconds, Ye Xiling moved the corners of her mouth, her smile slightly condensed.

"WifeSwap, a wife-swapping game," she said with a complicated expression, "You really don't know?"

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