The little wild cat and the wealthy white moonlight female partner [wearing a book]

Ye Wenyu stood in the living room for a long time before returning to the bedroom.

Her cell phone was turned off in the afternoon, and she didn't know that her little niece had called her so many times. Looking at the screen full of missed calls at the moment, various emotions fluctuated in her heart, which made her extremely uncomfortable.

With Jiang Minghuan, she used to consider herself as an elder, so she thought more about it. If Jiang Minghuan was older and more mature, she would not be as entangled as she is now.

Sixteen or seventeen years old is the age when the heart of spring is rippling.

She really couldn't be sure whether Jiang Minghuan's liking was just a whim or not.

A girl who is still in adolescence has a good impression of her aunt in a ignorant way.

As the admired party, Ye Wenyu couldn't think of a better way to deal with it other than alienation and avoidance.

Swipe your fingertips across the phone screen, the last call was from Song Yue.

Along with this call is an unread text message.

Ye Wenyu clicked on the message, and before reading it, her expression changed slightly——

It turned out that Jiang Minghuan already knew that she was not in the company.

For no reason, my heart was a little confused, thinking of the girl's trembling body when I was in the living room just now, Ye Wenyu's expression also became flustered.

She took a breath, put down her phone, frowned, and finally came to the door of the guest room.

The lights in the room have been turned off.

Standing at the door, I couldn't hear any movement inside.

Jiang Minghuan had just returned to her room not long ago, so she shouldn't have fallen asleep so quickly.

Ye Wenyu knocked on the door, but there was no answer. She sighed, reached out to hold the doorknob, and turned it gently. The door was not locked, and she entered the room as she wished.

The room was pitch black, and the door was wide open. She walked in slowly by the light of the living room, until she got to the bed, only to find that her body was trembling slightly under the quilt.

"Jiang Minghuan—"

In Ye Wenyu's life, there has never been such a moment, flustered, scared, like a child who has done something wrong, and she doesn't even have the strength to lift the quilt.

Hearing her voice, the person in the quilt did not respond, but the tremor of the body became more obvious.

The sobs and sobs in the ear slowly sounded, getting louder and louder, so depressing, so restrained, just listening to it, one can feel how sad the crying person must be.

Ye Wenyu's breathing was stagnant. In the past, she certainly didn't understand why Jiang Minghuan was crying, but now, everything is so obvious.

It was just an unintentional lie, she never thought it would make the other party so sad.

He obviously likes this person too, so why did he become like this?

With bitterness and bitterness welling up in her heart, Ye Wenyu sat on the side of the bed, bent down slightly, lifted a corner of the quilt, and finally saw that little face covered with tears.

There was a sudden pain in the heart, and there was a pause in the movement of the hand. Before he could realize what he had done, his fingertips had already touched the corner of the girl's eyes, wiping away the teardrop that hadn't fallen yet.

"Sorry, the phone is out of power and turned off, and I didn't receive your call..."

It's been a long time since I heard such a gentle voice and such a loving tone. Are you dreaming?

Jiang Minghuan was just feeling uncomfortable, terribly wronged, and now hearing his sweetheart talking to him so tenderly, the tears that had just stopped rolled down again.

"I went to dinner with a friend at night and watched a movie, so I came back late..."

With the matter at this point, Ye Wenyu didn't intend to keep it a secret.

She bent down and got closer, took a tissue from the bedside, and wiped away the tears for her little niece, as gently as if she was treating some treasure.

"Friend? What friend? A friend who sleeps with?"

The girl's eyes were red, and her tone was full of sarcasm. Ye Wenyu's hands trembled, and she pursed her red lips unnaturally, without speaking.

The smell of vinegar in these words is almost overflowing.

At this moment, Jiang Minghuan looked like a little girl in love.

Ye Wenyu's heart sank, her eyes were full of complex emotions, it was the first time that those beautiful eyes showed such a confused look.

"Jiang Minghuan, do you—like me?"

Some things are better said clearly after all.

Blindly escaping is not the solution.

As soon as this sentence was finished, the air was instantly quiet.

Jiang Minghuan was lying on the bed with two wet tears on her face. The expression on her face changed again and again, from aggrieved to surprised to shy, all because of the woman beside the bed.

She is not a timid person, and the same is true for love.

Since the other party has already asked this sentence, it is impossible for her to deny it.

The room was silent, only the breathing of the two could be heard.

Ye Wenyu stared at the girl's face, feeling bitterness in her heart.

The girl's almond eyes shone with moist light, beautiful and attractive, like a goblin drinking dew in the grass in the morning, beautiful but unaware.

Seeing such gazes, Jiang Minghuan couldn't resist, her red hot cheeks quickly climbed up, but thanks to the cover of darkness, she was not noticed.

Her heart was beating extremely fast, she felt inexplicably nervous, bit her lower lip, turned her head to the other side, and finally gave a soft answer in the affirmative.

"Yes--"

There was only one word, but it took all the courage in her life.

This is the first time a 17-year-old girl has someone she likes, and the love she gives is so clean, warm and pure.

Like a moth to a flame, regardless of the consequences, she takes out her sincerity and gives it to the other party willingly.

Ye Wenyu was completely silent.

Although I had imagined the other party's answer for a long time, when I actually heard it with my own ears, the feeling was still different from what I imagined.

Jiang Minghuan was still too young to know what true liking was.

There are too many excellent people in this world. She is only 17 years old. She should have a better life and get to know more people. Maybe at that time, she will find that the love she had when she was young is just a love for her elders. It's just a trust.

Ye Wenyu didn't want to tie her by her side in the name of liking her, and let her live under his wings for the rest of her life, but it was a pity that doing so was too selfish.

The air became more and more quiet, and the atmosphere began to become awkward.

Jiang Minghuan didn't hear her sweetheart's voice, and felt a little uneasy, and finally turned her head back.

The woman's eyebrows and eyes were drooping, and her facial features were as exquisite as before. Jiang Minghuan couldn't look away, so she sat up quietly with her arms propped up, and half of her body leaned over while the woman wasn't paying attention.

He put his arms around the woman's waist and leaned his head on the woman's shoulder.

In the quiet darkness, the two breathed intertwined.

The ambiguous taste became stronger and stronger.

Since Ye Wenyu refuses to say it, let her say it——

"Ye Wenyu, I like you."

"I don't want to see you have any intimate actions with other women, and I don't want you to have dinner or watch movies with other women."

"I was really sad when that woman kissed you last time. How can you take someone else home?"

"Back to our home..."

"Ye Wenyu, I don't want to be your niece, I want to be your girlfriend, let me stay with you from now on, okay?"

Before she finished speaking, she raised her head slightly, holding the woman's arm tightly with her two small hands. Just when her lips were about to kiss the red lips, the woman turned her head to avoid the kiss.

What an obvious sign of rejection.

Jiang Minghuan was taken aback for a moment, her heart turned cold.

Ye Wenyu didn't need to say anything else, she already understood that the moth that jumped at the candle without hesitation was eventually burned to death by the chasing flame.

And her childhood love will eventually be strangled by the person she loves like this moth.

Ye Wenyu raised her head, and the eyes of the two collided in the air, one was as hot as fire, the other as cold as ice.

"I'm your aunt, your mother's sister, do you know what you're talking about?"

How calm and rational, just like her character, restrained and indifferent to the extreme.

"Jiang Minghuan, you are still young, maybe you don't have that kind of affection for me."

Age and identity, two insurmountable gaps, separate the two forever.

Jiang Minghuan didn't understand Ye Wenyu's concerns.

But she still felt sad. Ye Wenyu clearly knew that there was no so-called blood relationship between the two of them.

Ye Wenyu doesn't like herself, so she uses this reason to prevaricate.

Thinking of this possibility, the pain in her heart became more and more unbearable, as if her heart was pinched by someone, and she couldn't even breathe.

Of course she really likes Ye Wenyu, no one knows this better than herself.

But now, even this liking has to be questioned, which is simply too sad.

The dark and unclear space concealed her pale face.

She glanced at the woman, only the delicate side face was in her eyes,

"No one knows better than me what my feelings for you are."

"Then what are your feelings for me?"

Ye Wenyu's body trembled, and she stepped back unconsciously.

Jiang Minghuan's love was strong and hot, like a boulder pressing down on her heart.

As the elder of the other party, she should consider the future of the other party.

She couldn't accept such a liking with peace of mind.

"I have only family affection for you."

Looking into Jiang Minghuan's eyes, she said those seven words calmly.

It's not rejection, but it hurts more than rejection. Without even giving Jiang Minghuan a chance to explain her love, she drove her love and liking into the abyss.

Only family affection——

Their age and status predestined that the two of them could only be relatives.

Jiang Minghuan's small face paled instantly, her mood fell to the bottom, her body trembled as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

She thought that Ye Wenyu would have a little affection for her.

During the two months they spent together, this woman treated her so indulgently and doted on her without any bottom line, even better than the original heroine in the book.

So, is it just family affection?

I was so sad that my tears couldn't flow.

Jiang Minghuan couldn't speak for a while, her lips parted, but she couldn't make any sound. After a long time, she opened her mouth tremblingly,

"okay, I get it."

Seeing her so calm, Ye Wenyu became uneasy instead.

She stretched out her hand, but before she touched the corner of Jiang Minghuan's clothes, the people in front of her backed away.

Like running away from something.

Between the two of them, after all, it is different from before.

A flash of astonishment flashed in Ye Wenyu's eyes, but her expression remained unchanged. She raised her eyes slightly and found Jiang Minghuan smiling at her.

The room was too dark, she couldn't see clearly, but saw the corner of the girl's mouth slightly bent, and the next second, a light female voice rang in her ears.

"Since they are relatives, forget about what happened tonight."

"From now on, I will be your niece, and you will be my aunt."

"That's good, too."

There was no trace of sadness in the girl's voice.

At that time, Ye Wenyu didn't understand what these three sentences meant.

By the time she realized it, it was already two years later.

What Jiang Minghuan really wanted to say that night was actually——

Then I will never like you again.

The author has something to say: Well, the rest is chasing wives and crematoriums

(I'm already imagining my little aunt hugging Xiao Jiang and calling "Baby", why is my mother so sweet)