Two cute babies: Mr. Si loves his wife too much

Both of them were hiding in the darkness, no one spoke, no one disturbed, in the silent space, only the flickering cigarette butts told each other that I was still here.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Ziye finally figured all this out, walked up to Chu Ye slowly, and bowed to him again.

"Why? Your action? Well, let me think about it, is it to express your kindness, to tell me that you promised me?" Chu Ye's eyes flickered, and his movements were exaggerated.

Fang Ziye was very straightforward, nodded, and just stood there motionless.

"Don't look at me with such eyes, it makes me feel that I am bad, take advantage of others' danger!" Chu Ye smiled happily, with a burst of pride in his eyes.

"Brother, stop teasing me, okay, I... I'm really not in the mood to joke with you." Fang Ziye was helpless for a while, and couldn't bear Chu Ye's unscrupulous appearance, so he had to be the first to beg for mercy.

Hearing this, Chu Ye was displeased, and subconsciously took a few steps forward, muttering in a low voice, "Damn, I don't have any sense of humor, no wonder that idiot Ling Youting doesn't like you."

While walking and talking, Chu Ye accidentally kicked something, so he looked down, and was startled as if he stepped on dog shit, kicked the thing away on the ground, and shouted excitedly: " What the hell is this! How unlucky!" After saying this, Chu Ye shook his legs in disgust, wanting to throw off his shoes.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Fang Ziye couldn't help laughing out loud. It turned out that what Chu Ye kicked away was the dozen or so bags that Yu Tian had used in the previous pregnancy test. Fang Ziye packed them up and put them on the ground. Out of nowhere, he was bumped into by Chu Ye.

"Brother! Don't say it, it's really bad luck, I think so too!" Fang Ziye was out of breath laughing, leaning on the wall with his arms crossed, his face flushed with excitement.

At this time, Chu Ye felt that it was almost done, and finally stopped his movements and slowly returned to normal. Seeing Fang Ziye's happy face, he was inexplicably infected, so he smiled and said, "Why? Have we reached a consensus on one thing now? "

Fang Ziye was startled, without thinking too much, and subconsciously asked, "What?"

"Yu Tian's little hoof is disgusting, and the things he used are also bad. Are you right?" Chu Ye scolded unceremoniously.

At this time Fang Ziye smiled knowingly, and said from the bottom of his heart: "Brother Chu, I agree with you from the bottom of my heart!"

"Then can we talk about it now?" Chu Ye rolled his eyes and said again, "One more thing, dealing with smart people is really exhausting!"

After talking, Chu Ye slowly walked in front of Fang Ziye, raised his head with a smirk, and then stretched out his hand to look at Fang Ziye quietly.

And Fang Ziye didn't hesitate any more, holding Chu Ye's hand tightly with both hands, with a very sincere expression on his face, and whispered softly: "Thank you."

From this moment on, Fang Ziye knew that the grievances between him and Ling Youting were completely over, and there was no need to entangle and suffer the pain of confusion in the future.

Fang Ziye carried the plastic bag and accompanied Chu Ye out of the library slowly. When he passed by a trash can, Fang Ziye hesitated for a while, and still threw these messy things into it. Then he took a deep breath and looked relaxed.