C20 Is the peppermint incense from you

After walking two steps, he reached the door and turned around, only to see Ye Tiancheng standing there motionlessly, staring at the painting on the wall, deep in thought.

Opening the door, a gentle breeze blew the curtains, and the scene in the room seemed to float. His back looked extremely lonely and lonely.

An Yimo was startled.

The smell of mint?

Strange.

That breeze, that smell of mint? She remembered the first time she'd come here, and the smell of mint.

"Do you like mint water?" An Yimo asked Ye Tiancheng weirdly. She remembered that there was no mint water on the makeup table.

"Hmm?" He turned around, a strange look flashing across his face.

"I smell mint water. Do you like it?" she asked again.

A strange look flashed past Ye Tiancheng's eyes, but then he seemed to have thought of something and nodded: "I like it. However, this has nothing to do with you! "

Seeing his ice-cold expression, An Yimo sighed, then silently turned and left.

Looking at her skinny back, inexplicably, Ye Tiancheng's eyes flashed with a hint of guilt, but he quickly disappeared.

Only after An Yimo's footsteps got further and further away did she extend her hand, covering her nose with one hand and lifting off the pieces of white cloth that were covering the furniture with the other.

Suddenly, a hidden painting in the corner was unveiled. Behind the painting was a door. The door slowly opened and a young man walked out, turning in a wheelchair.

Ye Tiancheng seemed to not be surprised in the slightest, and instead continued with the movements in his hands, calmly saying: "Big Brother, we can't let her suspect anything anymore. Otherwise... "She will investigate curiously. If he catches the attention of 'over there', she will definitely die. You will never see 'her' again."

"Isn't the one you love Shui Huiwen? You don't care about her life or death, right? " The wheelchair youth's eyes were filled with sorrow and his tone was indifferent.

Ye Tiancheng's expression changed and he threw the white cloth in his hand down to the ground fiercely: "She is my woman, her life and death can only be determined by me, not by 'that side'!"

Then, he ignored the unfinished furniture and the white cloth thrown on the ground and left in a rage.

When she reached downstairs, An Yimo had already finished showering and was lying on the sofa in her pajamas.

With a sullen face, he slammed the door to the bathroom, and the sound of splashing water came out from inside. Not long later, he wrapped a towel around himself, and Ren Ran walked out of the bathroom bare-chested.

This person didn't seem stingy in showing off his perfect figure.

"Um, are you going out for a drink with a friend tonight?" An Yimo hurriedly stood up and asked, if he wanted to, she could go to bed now.

He ignored her and, with a straight face, Ren Ran sprayed some cologne on her before putting on her pajamas.

"Not tonight?" Seeing that he was wearing pajamas, An Yimo started to get nervous and hurriedly asked.

"Do you want me to go out, or do you want me to stay?" He turned his head and lazily walked over and sat down beside her.

The moment he sat down on the soft sofa, the whole thing melted away. An Yimo slipped to his side.

"I-I'll do whatever you want."

If he didn't go out, it was highly likely that he would get married to her. Although that day would come sooner or later, the later the better. However, if she went out and slept alone in this place, she was somewhat afraid.

Now that he had confirmed that there was no one in the attic, even if it was his first time dreaming, he had clearly heard the sound today, clearly seen the wheelchair, but later on, there was nothing. Either because she was hallucinating, or because of a ghost attack, no matter what reason, if Ye Tiancheng was by her side, she would always be able to sleep a little more peacefully.

Thus, it was rather contradictory.

"In that case... You don't want me to go out? " He hooked his fingers and pinched her chin, forcing her to look him in the eye. "If I don't go out, you know what I'm going to do."

His breath was scorching her face, and her cheeks were burning hot. Her long eyelashes were lowered, and she did not dare meet his gaze, "That, that, I, I was a little afraid, so I hoped you would not go out, but, but, but I am not, not for the sake of following, or you, then, that ?"

"Words don't mean what they say." His smile was devilish. "Women always like to lie."

"It, it really isn't ?" She stammered as her breathing became rapid ?

Her kiss slowly came closer. An Yimo didn't know what to do for a moment, as she opened her eyes wide, a pair of small hands supported his firm chest, propping him up slightly.

"You should close your eyes at this time." The corner of his mouth curled up, and the ice-cold expression on his handsome face disappeared. He inched closer and closer to her ?

She quickly shut her eyes obediently, as if she was acting on instinct.

Seeing how cooperative she was, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey!"

Just as the corner of her lips moved closer to Ye Tiancheng, she suddenly cried out and opened her eyes. Ye Tiancheng stopped moving and had a look of displeasure.

She sniffed, a strange look on her face. "How did you put this cologne on? Don't you like mint water?"

He paused for a moment, and his smile froze on his face, and it slowly turned cold. "I don't want to apply mint water tonight."

After which, he stood up, walked to the side of the bed and laid down, coldly saying, "Go to sleep."

"Oh."

She was baffled. She did not know why he would mind such a common phrase. The strong sexual interest from a moment ago vanished in an instant.

However, it was better for him not to touch her.

An Yimo was also tired, she randomly picked a blanket, shrunk it on the sofa and fell asleep.

When she woke up in the morning, she was strangely sleeping on her bed. Ye Tiancheng had long since disappeared.

Had he brought himself up to sleep?

He quickly got up and washed his face and rinsed his mouth. After eating a casual breakfast, he was about to go out when he saw Ye Tiancheng walking in, dressed in casual clothes. He was holding a small hoe and holding his hand.

He had mud on his wrists and feet, and he looked as if he had just been busy in the garden.

It was really strange, a Young Master like him actually liked doing this.

Behind him, there was an old man who looked to be about sixty years old. He walked slowly with his head lowered, and when he arrived at the entrance, he refused to go in: "Young Master, I won't go in. Don't worry, I will take good care of that flower."

Presumably, this was what the Xiao Ai said, that the only man in the family servants, was the Fifth Uncle in the flower room.

"Yes." Ye Tiancheng passed the hoe in his hand to Fifth Uncle and asked: "Are you going to work?"