I Just Want to Divorce

10

Ye Fei didn't use much force, only if it swept across the ground, it seemed to carry electricity and sparks all the way up the place where the two touched, until it reached Yan Xiao's heart.

Yan Xiao was tense all over, and subconsciously grabbed Ye Fei's ankle.

Ye Fei raised her eyebrows and let him hold it without moving.

Yan Xiao lowered his eyes, the ankles in his palms were white and slender, and the early morning sunlight projected on the thin skin, creating a fragile beauty that was so beautiful that it made one's heart palpitate.

"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao called to him and said, "I have no problems with my ears, and there are no problems elsewhere."

"Oh?" Ye Fei stared at him with burning eyes, licked her lips, and said with a deep meaning, "Then who knows."

Yan Xiao was still holding his ankle, as if he had forgotten about it. He looked at Ye Fei for a while, and then said seriously, "I went to the hospital for a checkup only last month, and I can show you my medical report."

Ye Fei: "???"

The smile on Ye Fei's face froze.

Ye Fei only felt a mouthful of old blood stuck in her throat, almost choking him to death. He broke away Yan Xiao's hand and drank the milk out of the cup.

Damn, you look good, how can you not even do yellow-colored!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help but glared at Yan Xiao.

Yan Xiao was stunned by his stare, and after a while he called Ye Fei's name again: "Ye Fei."

"What!" Ye Fei responded angrily.

Yan Xiao pointed to the floor and said, "Don't go barefoot."

Although it was only the end of spring, Ye Fei was greedy for the cold. The air conditioner at home had already been turned on for cooling, and the indoor temperature was very low.

Ye Fei lowered her head and played with her phone, pretending not to hear.

He doesn't wear it, it's none of his business!

When Yan Xiao was silent for a while, he suddenly stood up, bent down and picked up the slippers kicked aside by Ye Fei.

Ye Fei saw his movements out of the corner of her eyes, and just wanted to ask him what he was doing, when suddenly it became dark, and Yan Xiao knelt down in front of him.

"You..." Ye Fei was so shocked that she was speechless.

Yan Xiao held Ye Fei's calf with one hand and put the slippers on his feet with the other. The movements are clumsy and ridiculous, and they have not been put on several times, but they are very serious, as if they are carrying out a very solemn work.

Ye Fei snorted and didn't start: "Mr. Yan's obsessive-compulsive disorder is really getting worse."

"It's not obsessive-compulsive disorder," Yan Xiao stood up, and a calm and steady voice entered Ye Fei's ears, "It's the cold floor."

After breakfast, Yan Xiao went to work as usual, while Ye Fei received the news of advocating Wen Yin—

[Chongshang Wenyin: Mr. Ye, the T-shirt you want has been printed and will be shipped in the afternoon. 】

Ye Fei, who was paralyzed on the sofa at first, got up and replied:

[Brother Fei: Move so fast? 】

Back there in seconds.