Chapter 409: I like him, it's my business 4

Chapter 409: I Like Him, It's My Business 4
"Really?" Shen Liangyu's eyes flashed after hearing her words.
"Really handsome!" Tang Youqing looked at him and nodded his head very seriously. "I told you that plate size is the standard for testing a handsome guy. On the TV I watched before, all the special police brothers can So handsome !! "
"Hey ..." Shen Liangyu listened to her and immediately smiled like a fool.

From the place where they had dinner late in the evening, they ran all the way to the subway. After sitting on the subway line for about half an hour, they finally arrived at the station in front of Han Yejia.
After coming out of the subway station, she trot again and then ran towards the neighborhood of Han Ye's.
When she stood at the door of Han Ye's house, she felt inexplicably nervous.
I saw Han Ye right away. What should she say to him? Later, she bit her lip gently and stood at the door for a while, thinking about it for a while, but she didn't think of a reason, but her heartbeat grew. Panic.
After lingering like this for a while, she finally took a deep breath and rang the doorbell of Han Ye's house.
"Ding Dong, Ding Dong." After the doorbell rang a few times, there was no sound inside.
What's going on, isn't this guy home? ?
He hesitated a little bit later, still directly inputting the password on the password lock of Han Ye's house, and pushed in the door.
The room was quiet and the restaurant was messy.
Some empty beer bottles were poured upside down on the table, and the take-out order seemed to be thrown there without a few bites.
Looking at the situation in front of him late in the evening, he couldn't help frowning, turned and walked towards Han Ye's room.
Pushing open the door of Han Ye's room, the room was dim, the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were not pulled, and a faint light was shining through the window glass.
There seemed to be a figure on the big bed in the middle of the room, without even covering the quilt, and curled up there.
I walked to the bed late in the evening and took a look.
Han Yezheng was sleeping quietly in bed. His dark hair was scattered on the sheets, a pair of delicate eyebrows were wrinkled tightly in his sleep, the pink lips were now turning pale, and on the cheeks No blood at all.
He looked very shy, and he was a little thinner than he looked two days ago.
He had such a big deal at home that he carried it silently.
Looking at him late in the evening, I felt inexplicably distressed and a little bit angry.
She reached over the quilt at the end of the bed, carefully covered him, and gave him the quilt, and then went to the floor-to-ceiling window, and stretched out the curtains.
As soon as the curtains were closed, the whole room became dark.
He took out his cell phone late at night, illuminated the road under his feet with the light of the screen of the cell phone, and carefully walked out of Han Ye's room lightly, closing the door for him.
In the living room outside, the lights are still bright.
Picking up the phone late in the evening, he sighed softly, and started to pick up the dining table, cleaning up.
That night, Han still didn't sleep well.
In the dream, he walked alone on a dark road, surrounded by darkness, and couldn't see any light. The road under his feet seemed to have no end. No matter how he ran, he seemed to be walking in place.
(End of this chapter)