Endless Fall

   Chapter 168 Jiang Ye, I think I'm in love with you

   "No hurry." Lin Jiao, who was not wearing slippers, stepped on his instep, raised her head and asked, "Have the flies been resolved?"

   "It will take a while."

   "Will it affect you?"

   "No." Pei Zhi picked her up and lay on the soft sofa together: "I have a fly swatter."

  Lin Jiao suddenly remembered Chu Yuzhou's gift: "Where did you put the unopened gift last time?"

   "Safe." Pei Zhi blocked her red lips before her curiosity was aroused.

   Lin Jiao, whose eyes were blurred by the kiss, was immersed in the intertwined breath and forgot about the gift.

   She calmed her breath: "You kissed for so long again."

   Pei Zhi smiled and brushed the hair on her temples.

   He touched his increasingly beautiful lips: "I can't control myself when it comes to kissing you."

   "You have no control."

   "Why not?" There were so many days and nights that she didn't know, he controlled it many times.

   But he didn't say it, and Lin Jiao didn't understand.

   She stared at the pair of eyes dotted with lights: "Will you control one for me next time?"

   Pei Zhi responded meaningfully.

   He pulled her into his arms in an absolutely possessive position, listening to the sound of the TV through the long night.

  The isolated cold wind collided with the glass windows several times to no avail. The only option was to float away with fallen leaves and look for an unobstructed place.

   In Hengdian, where several lanterns are lit, there are many crews shooting outdoors day and night.

  The cold wind that found the opportunity came from all sides, brushed against the actors under the light, and got into their collars and pressed against the pores.

   Jiang Ye, who was shivering, concentrated on entering the state when he heard the action.

   He switched back and forth between the late spring in the script and the early winter in reality, and it was repeated until Friday evening before he had a chance to rest.

   "How many days are you off?" Wu Rui, who came to see him on the set, took him home when he heard that he was going on vacation.

"one day."

   "Come back tomorrow night?"

   "The morning after tomorrow." Jiang Ye adjusted the co-pilot's seat and relaxed against the back of the seat.

   He flipped through the calendar: "Today is the fourth."

   "Aren't you tired of counting the days every day?"

"Not tired."

   Wu Rui really convinced him.

   He looked at Jiang Ye's tired eyebrows: "I suggest you wait until tomorrow, it's bad luck."

  Jiang Ye suddenly raised his head: "Are you serious?"

   "Otherwise, there are still fakes?" He handed him a cigarette while waiting for the green light: "You can make it public sooner, but it's a concern."

   "Brother Rui, thank you." Jiang Ye raised the corner of his mouth, and the exhaustion around him seemed to be swept away.

   The joy he showed infected Wu Rui.

   "What's there to thank for this?" He retracted his gaze and continued to walk forward: "Tell her quickly."

   "Okay." Jiang Ye sent a WeChat message to Pei Yilan.

   Not long after he shared the news, Wu Rui stepped on the brakes at the door of Mingxin: "You remember not to let her show her face."

   "I know." He closed the door with a smile, and walked towards the unit building on the afterglow of the setting sun.

   Zhou Yanshen rented his house in ten units.

  The elevator in Unit 10 happened to be under maintenance. Jiang Ye had no choice but to climb the stairs.

   "Jiang... Ye..."

   A female voice that seemed to be crying and laughing came to my ears.

   Jiang Ye stopped his steps, leaned against the safety passage on the sixth floor, and looked up casually.

   He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there something wrong with the heroine?"

   "I… want to… come home with you."

   "What are you doing at home?"

   "Eat...eat...you." Pei Yilan squeezed her throat and slowed down, creating a terrifying atmosphere.

   Jiang Ye held back his laughter and felt uncomfortable.

   "Then you come down." He opened the door on the left and covered his smile with a cough: "Give me a bite first."

   "I...didn't...take...bath."

   "It's okay, I'll boil water for you."

   "Boiled water to scald me?" Pei Yilan stepped down the steps in three or two steps and threw herself into his arms.

   "Little piglets are delicious only if they are scalded."

"you are a pig."

   Jiang Ye, who was stared at, did not refute any more.

   He took Pei Yilan's hand and walked to the house on the left, opened the door and asked her, "How long have you been here?"

   "Ten minutes ago?"

   "No wonder you didn't reply to my WeChat."

   "What did you post?" Pei Yilan put on the couple's slippers he bought: "I haven't had time to look."

   "It can be made public tomorrow."

   "Tomorrow!?" She tiptoed in surprise and climbed on his neck: "What are you going to post?"

   "I'll show you when I'm done." Jiang Ye leaned down and placed a kiss on her brow with the utmost tenderness.

   He looked towards the kitchen: "What's for dinner?"

   "You cook noodles."

   "Okay." He asked Pei Yilan to sit on the sofa, then turned around and walked into the kitchen to take out a piece of beef.

   Hearing his voice of washing and chopping vegetables, Pei Yilan had a feeling of living a married life.

   She clicked on the takeaway app and ordered some fruits and snacks during this time to prepare for the overnight stay plan.

   "Yilan, it's cooked." Jiang Ye stood at the dining table with two bowls of hot noodles and called to her.

   "Wait a minute." Pei Yilan opened the door to get takeout first, put down the plastic bag, and walked over.

   "What did you buy?"

   "Fruit." She rolled up a chopstick of noodles with a tangy fragrance and blew it twice to her mouth.

   Jiang Ye showed off his cooking skills last weekend, and she only had one bite before her stomach was firmly grasped.

   "Jiang Ye." She covered her stomach and looked at him sincerely: "I think I'm in love with you."

   Jiang Ye's hand holding chopsticks froze.

   Before he could respond, she heard her say, "I feel it, in my stomach."

  Her demeanor and familiar words reminded him of a certain line in "This Killer Is Not Too Cold".

   "Is it warm there?"

   "Well." She plunged into the performance: "I always felt a knot in my stomach before, but now I don't."

   "I'm glad your stomach problem is healed." Jiang Ye cooperated with her to finish the performance: "But the face is going to be a mess."

   Pei Yilan left the scene in the next second.

   In order to avoid missing the delicious food, she quietly finished a bowl of beef noodles, and then asked him, "Did I act well?"

   Jiang Ye washed the cherries: "It's very good." So good that he thought she was confessing to him affectionately.

   He covered the lips that were close at hand, leaving his breath: "Who else have you played against?"

   "Beautiful." Pei Yilan touched his pinky finger through the water: "We all like to follow dramas."

   "Which genre sees more?"

   "Everything that looks good will be seen, regardless of type."

   Jiang Ye held her hand and wiped it with a tissue.

   He picked up the fruit bowl full of cherries, and went back to the living room around her waist: "Then pick one and let's watch it together."

   When it comes to movies, Pei Yilan thinks of After.

   She opened the file on the cloud disk, and without hesitation, projected it onto the TV: "This is very beautiful."

"you saw it?"

   "No, I heard that the plot is very exciting."

   Jiang Ye wasn't as sharp as Pei Zhi, and he didn't notice her careful thoughts right away.

   He took off his slippers, lay down with Pei Yilan on the sofa on the right, covered with a blanket and enjoyed the plot: "Is this a youth school drama?"

   Pei Yilan nodded: "The first part is."

   (end of this chapter)