Chapter 421: You are the honey in my heart

Chapter 421 You Are The Honey In My Heart
"No, I have to look at Han Ye." Yu Wan turned around and looked at Han Ye, who was standing next to him, and rightfully rejected Tang Youqing.
Han also bowed his head and looked at Yu Wan with a grimace, "Aren't you going back?"
"Don't go back." Yu Wan looked at him very seriously, "I have to look at you."
"Look at me, I won't run away." Han Ye suddenly burst into tears.
"Oh, that's inaccurate." Yu Wan glanced at him obliquely at night: "After all, there are people in my head who are thinking about how to break up with me and how to avoid me."
Han Ye: "..."
After finishing this sentence towards him late in the evening, he raised his chin towards the cool rain: "Well, Xiao Yuzi, you quickly send your sister Erqing back, tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, we will be in Hanye again. Home meets. "
"Sister Fishball, tomorrow is the eleventh holiday." Shen Liangyu looked at her with black lines and said, "You don't need to go back?"
"Hey??"
Suddenly a little later, she forgot about it.
Tang Qingqing took another look at the evening, and stretched out his hand directly, dragged him by the arm of the cool rain and dragged him away: "Let you send me back to school, you will send me back to school. Pill, let's go first, bye. "
Before Shen Liangyu had time to speak, Tang Youqing was dragged out two meters away.
After the two of them disappeared at the entrance of the subway station, they turned around later and looked at Han Ye helplessly: "Let's go, let's go back."
"Where are you going?" Han asked subconsciously.
"Crap, of course, go back to your home." Yu Wan gave him a bad look at him later: "Otherwise, would you go back to the dormitory with me?"
"But ..." Han Ye's thin lips moved slightly, and when he wanted to say something, he later held his hand directly and dragged him forward without saying a word: "Don't But now that things have changed, maybe your dad doesn't have to pay the 80 million debts. Now think about those that do n’t exist, and it ’s no use. Go home and take a hot bath, then fill your belly. Full, tomorrow's things, we will talk tomorrow. "
Han also listened to her words, her eyes dropped slightly, watching her holding her hand.
Her hands were small and soft. Holding her hand felt soft, but it was such a small soft hand that smoothed out all the uneasiness in his heart.
He suddenly remembered a passage he had seen in a book a long time ago:
The person you like is in your heart, like a honey mass deposited on the bottom of the glass. It is fragrant and bright. When you are wronged, you can lick a memory, and your heart will not be so bitter.
He thought, after all, that sweet honey in his heart.
It was more than ten o'clock in the evening when I returned to Han Ye's house. As soon as I entered the door, Han saw that there was still a messy dining table in the morning, but now he looked clean and tidy.
He turned his head in confusion, glancing at the evening, and then saw her disgusted expression: "Why stare at me?"
"That table ... was it organized by you?" Han Ye pointed his clean, long fingers at the clean table and asked hesitantly.
"Otherwise, is it Bara La Little Fairy that cleans you with magic?"
(End of this chapter)