The first thing Yin Yueze did when he returned to his old house was to find Yin Shengting.

"Chairman Yin rested early today and probably had already gone to bed. Is there anything urgent for the Third Young Master? I'll go up and knock on the door." Zhang's mother was originally preparing to rest, but happened to meet Yin Yueze, who was rarely back to the old house, and asked a few more questions.

"No, it's the same if you ask tomorrow. You can go back to your room."

Yin Yueze changed his shoes in the entrance hall and headed to the second floor. His room was on the second floor. When he passed by the guest room on the first floor, he suddenly heard a muffled sound from inside, as if something had fallen to the ground.

He couldn't help but pause, and wanted to turn around and ask Zhang's mother if there was a guest at home, but he found that Zhang's mother had returned to her room.

He walked a few steps towards the guest room and heard some slight noise inside.

Although the old house is indeed older, Yin Yueze does not think it has reached the age of having a mouse born.

If there is really someone inside, it would be very impolite to disturb him rashly.

Yin Yueze thought, turned around and continued to walk towards the stairs. As soon as he walked two steps, there was another bang in the guest room, as if something had hit him.

Now he couldn't ignore it anymore, so he walked directly to the door of the guest room and pressed the door handle to push the door open.

The room was pitch black, and the first thing that caught my eye was the rolling on the carpet beside the bed... a ball of quilt, and the ignorant and slightly painful face poked out from the quilt, with rich expressions, which made Yin Yueze laugh.

Before Song Youran could pay attention to someone standing at the door, she fell asleep. She first fell off the bed with a blanket, and then her calf hit the bed legs again, which must have been a piece of blue.

He crawled out of the quilt with a bitter face, scattered his head, and carried the quilt to the bed, and then he found the open door and the man leaning against the door.

The hazy sleepiness suddenly woke up. She turned on the bedside lamp and looked at Yin Yueze, accurately capturing his smile that had not faded. She knew that she must have seen her fall to the ground, and she felt annoyed.

"When did you come back?" She coughed lightly, changing the subject.

"Just now." Yin Yueze walked to the bed, picked up her cell phone on the bed, and grabbed her wrist with one hand and walked out.

"Where to go?" Song Youran didn't react.

"Is it appropriate for you to live here?" Yin Yueze asked back, glanced at her with his eyes.

"It seems that it is not suitable." This is the old house of the Yin family. She is not a member of the Yin family or a guest of the Yin family. She is just a person who is forced to stay. It's not right, it's not the one she wants to live here.

Song Youran pouted and wanted to refute, but was scared to the spot by his next sentence.

"Follow me to the second floor."

She grabbed him, her head confused, "Second floor, what are you doing on the second floor?"

"Of course I'm going to my room." Yin Yueze looked at her, "Don't you want to go?"

This sentence has a deep meaning. Song Youran held her face and said she didn't want to. The relationship between the two seemed to be alienated. She clearly refused. She said she wanted to, wasn't that a little too proactive, as if she couldn't wait to deliver herself to her door.

She stared at the man with big eyes, as if she was accusing him.

Yin Yueze pulled the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't help but burst into laughter. The atmosphere in the room was brightened by his smile.

He didn't chase him and insisted on an answer, and directly led the person to his room.

Yin Yueze's room decoration style is very similar to that of Emperor Zun's fixed private room. Song Youran felt bored as soon as he came in, but the owner was very accustomed to it, so he found a change of clothes and went into the bathroom by himself.

She looked around the room and began to sit on the bed and think about it.

It's over, I'm going into the wolf's den.

I thought about everything before I reached this point and was mentally prepared. I only realized that it was very different from what I thought about when I really reached this moment. It was so challenging the psychological bottom line.

It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed like just a few minutes, and with a click, the bathroom door opened.

Yin Yueze walked out, wearing a pure black bathrobe, his strong body was hidden under the bathrobe, and the slight messy silk dripped water drops down, falling on his shoulders and absorbed by the material, highlighting a deep and ascetic beauty.

He looked at the bed and saw Song Youran sitting next to the bed with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

I walked to the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of red wine, took two goblets, and the dark red liquid tilted into the cup with the bottle, adding a bit of elegant and romantic atmosphere. In Song Youran's eyes, these were more like raising a glass before eating and drinking.

She stared at the cup handed to her, and hesitated for a moment to reach out to take it.

Two cups clinked together and made a crisp sound.

Song Youran looked up at him in a daze. Yin Yueze did not avoid it at all. He also looked at her, slowly raised the wine glass in his hand and put it in front of his lips to taste it lightly.

She saw the emotion called aggression from those unpredictable dark eyes, full of confusion and possessiveness, deeply buried in the depths of his feelings, which is the other side he usually hides under his mature appearance.

A side she had never seen before, strong but affectionate.

Song Youran felt that he was out of sight, so he quickly moved his eyes away and drank the red wine in his hand.

"Why don't you ask, why am I here?" She looked for topics to talk, trying to break the ambiguous atmosphere between the two, and her heart was already in a mess.

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