Nine o'clock in the evening.

It was too late at night, the sky was dark and deep and lonely, and I couldn't see my five fingers everywhere.

After taking a shower, Ye Jiaqi blew his hair and walked around the bedroom in his pajamas to clean up his wardrobe.

The bedroom is warm and exudes a faint fragrance everywhere.

She tied her blow-dried hair into a bun and tied it with a hairband. She hummed songs while doing things, and her rosy face was elegantly shining.

Since she became pregnant, she rarely went to bed late. After taking a shower, she would fall asleep if she lay on the bed and told her baby a story.

In front of the mirror, she touched her round belly, with joy and happiness in her eyes.

The cell phone suddenly rang.

Ye Jiaqi brought it over, is it Qiao Sinian?

"President?"

"Go downstairs, I'm downstairs of you."

"What, what?" Ye Jiaqi was confused.

“It’s very windy outside, come down.”

Ye Jiaqi then realized that he was downstairs of her!

She hurried to the bedroom window and looked out. From the neither tall nor short floor, she could see a tall and slender figure under the street lights.

The man did not wear a coat, only a black shirt, and his tie was well-built.

He held his cell phone and was talking to her on the phone.

The street light poured on him, adding a gentle and handsome aura to him.

Ye Jiaqi lay down at the window and looked at him, his eye sockets getting hot.

Qiao Sinian probably saw that she hadn't spoken, frowned: "Hey? Have you gone to bed?"

"Raise your head, look up." Ye Jiaqi clung to the window glass childishly, and placed his left hand flat on the window.

It's him downstairs.

According to the itinerary, he will come back the day after tomorrow, but he is downstairs, and it is really him.

How could she admit his mistake?

Even with a back or a posture, she could recognize him.

When Qiao Sinian heard her words, she really raised her head.

As soon as I looked up, I saw a fair and rosy little face looking out against the cold window, with a silly smile on the corner of my mouth.

She seemed to have just taken a shower and was wearing a pajamas.

Qiao Sinian raised her head and raised the corners of her lips.

The momentary scene made him feel familiar and dazed, and his eyes were frozen on her and he never moved away for a long time.

The body, which was originally cold, was like a warm current hitting the sky at this moment, and the heart was pounding, as if a winter ice had melted and suddenly melted.

No one spoke again, one was downstairs and the other was upstairs, with all eyes facing each other.

It seems that he has been a long time, and Ye Jiaqi remembered that it was windy outside.

She grabbed the phone in one hand and a windbreaker jacket in the other: "Wait for me for a while, I'll come down."

"No need, it's very cold outside, it's the same as seeing you tomorrow."

"No, there is no reason for people to travel for nothing unless you don't want to see me."

Qiao Sinian stopped talking, raised his lips and his eyes fell at the exit of the corridor.

He walked towards the entrance of the corridor and stopped standing outside.

On the phone, he could hear the slight sounds on the end. It should be that she was wearing clothes.

After a while, he heard the sound of the door opening, the sound of the door closing, and the sound of the elevator.

Qiao Sinian's heart was beating fast even more restlessly. It was obvious that there was only two days when something called "missing" had taken root and sprouted in his heart.

He thought that only a young boy of eighteen or nineteen years old would have this feeling of throbbing and uneasy.

Unexpectedly, he would have such a feeling at his age.

"President, I didn't put on makeup." Ye Jiaqi's voice came.
Chapter completed!