Su Qietian, the heroine of fast wear

Chapter 1056 Fried hair funny than the second ancestor 17.41
Ye Chen unceremoniously blamed Luo Yan for all his faults, but he couldn't help but listen to the voices outside.

There was some movement at first, but then it became quiet.

Ye Chen listened for a while, but it was still quiet.

He raised his head, walked slowly to the door of the room, opened a small opening, but found that the living room was empty.

Luo Yan didn't know where she went.

His mood suddenly fell to the lowest point.

She just ignores him?

Ye Chen opened the door all the way, walked out of the room, looked left and right, but she was not there.

He went to the study again, but there was no one there.

Knocked on the door of her room, but there was no answer.

she went out?

Just leave him and go out?

His face darkened, and he returned to his room angrily, and closed the door heavily.

"I'm furious!"

Ye Chen used his pillow as a punching bag, trampled it hard, kicked it away, and let it lie on the ground.

After taking a breath, Ye Chen felt that he was in a better mood, but when he turned his head and thought of someone, he became unhappy again, angrily threw himself into the big bed, pulled off the quilt, covered his head, and smothered himself in the dark inside.

Originally, he just wanted to calm down and think about it, but before he knew it, and he didn't know whether it was because he was too comfortable in the quilt or what, he just fell asleep in such a daze.

When Luo Yan came back, she saw that the house was quiet, and someone's room was still tightly closed like before she went out.

She walked to his door and called out, "Ye Chen."

No one responded.

She knocked on the door a few more times, "Ye Chen, are you there? Can you come out for a while?"

Still no response.

She thought he was going out and was about to leave, but just as he was about to leave, she accidentally touched the doorknob, and the door of his room opened just like that.

Ye Chen didn't lock it just now, and when he slammed the door, it bounced back and didn't close tightly, so Luo Yan only touched the doorknob, and the door opened.

When she saw the pillow he threw on the floor, the shoes by the bed, and the bulging ball under the quilt, she knew he was still at home.

"Ye Chen."

She called out again.

The person on the bed didn't move.

Luo Yan thought he was still angry, she shook her head helplessly and walked over, trying to coax him.

She walked to his bed and poked his quilt, "Ye Chen."

No movement.

Seeing that he didn't show his head and trapped himself in the blanket, Luo Yan couldn't help laughing.

He is not afraid of suffocation.

She shook her head, climbed up, knelt down to the head of the bed, tore off the quilt, and rescued him, only to see a peaceful sleeping face.

Probably because he was bored, his face was still a little red, but he fell asleep peacefully, looking a little obedient, without the publicity when he was awake.

He fell asleep, and Luo Yan couldn't wake him up, so she put the ointment she bought on his bedside, and pulled the curtains for him before she left the room.

It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when Ye Chen woke up.

It was a little dark in the room, he didn't know how much it was.

Ye Chen sat up, stretched, and climbed out of bed.

Get out of bed and draw the curtains, the sun shines in and dispels the darkness.

Ye Chen turned around and saw something beside the bed.

Just as he didn't remember pulling the curtains, he also didn't remember having such a thing beside his bed.

Ye Chen walked to the side of the bed, picked up the ointment, read the instruction manual, and his expression suddenly became complicated.

she came?
She pulled the curtains?

Ye Chen walked out of the room with doubts, and saw four dishes and one soup on the dining table in the living room.

(End of this chapter)