20demayo Chapter 181 Let's Play in the Mud
Chapter 181 Let's Play in the Mud
Chapter 181 Let's Play in the Mud
Yan Ye led Yue Yirou to the lonely door, placed his hand on the doorknob, and gently turned it.
The door opened, revealing a vibrant and colorful children's playground.
"Sister, come in quickly, what do you want to play? There are so many fun things here."
He excitedly pulled her inside.
"Sister, shall we go jump on the trampoline?"
Yue Yirou merely glanced at him blankly, remaining silent.
But this one glance gave Yan Ye, whose heart was on the verge of collapse, a glimmer of hope.
"Sister, do you not know how to dance? I'll show you how."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man, dressed in an expensive suit, casually tossed aside his shiny black leather shoes and jumped onto the trampoline like a child, bouncing around happily.
"Sister, come on up! Just jump like this, it's a lot of fun."
Yue Yirou simply looked at him, her expression unreadable.
Yan Ye jumped on the trampoline by himself for a while, then sat in a Minion bumper car.
"Sister, get away, get away! Night Baby is going to crash into it!"
Yan Ye drove the bumper car up to Yue Yirou. He thought she wouldn't dodge, and was about to turn around when he saw her take a step and move aside.
This action thrilled Yan Ye to no end.
Driving the bumper car, he started circling around Yue Yirou, excitedly saying, "Sister, why don't you find a bumper car you like and sit in it? It's really fun!"
Yue Yirou remained still. After a while, Yan Ye abandoned the bumper car and pulled her to sit on the floor to play with the mud he hated most.
"Sister, this clay is so much fun! You can mold it into all sorts of little shapes."
Yan Ye broke off a piece of clay and stuffed it into Yue Yirou's hand, saying, "Sister, you can mold whatever you want."
After stuffing mud into Yue Yirou's hands, Yan Ye began to frown and casually play with the remaining mud.
Sometimes I put it on the floor and knead it, sometimes I hold it in my hands and squeeze it.
If she hadn't noticed his slightly furrowed brow, she would have thought he enjoyed playing in the mud.
Even though they absolutely hate it, they act like they really like it.
Yue Yirou lowered her eyes to look at the sticky mud in her hand, and a faint layer of tears gradually rose in her eyes.
A moment later, she started playing with the mud.
Yan Ye was getting tired of playing in the mud and was about to throw it away to play something else when he saw Yue Yirou start playing in the mud, and he was instantly dumbfounded.
She reacted, and her reaction was quite strong.
She was actually playing in the mud.
OMG!
When did she start liking playing in the mud? How come he didn't know?
"Sister, sister, isn't mud fun?" He tried hard to suppress the excitement in his heart.
Yue Yirou did not answer him, but gently kneaded the mud in her hands.
Despite still receiving no response, Yan Ye remained excited and joyful.
Without throwing away the mud on his hands, he started kneading it again, but this time he didn't feel annoyed.
Playing in the mud with the person you love is a happy thing.
His brows relaxed, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile graced his lips.
"Sister, what are you kneading?"
A moment later, Yan Ye looked at Yue Yirou again and noticed that she seemed to be carefully sculpting a small figure. He couldn't help but ask her.
Still receiving no answer, Yan Ye, driven by curiosity, simply put down the mud in his hands, lay down on the floor, and focused on watching her sculpt.
Who is she pinching?
Lu Tingyun?
My mood instantly sank.
She likes Lu Tingyun so much, she must be trying to manipulate him.
As Yan Ye finished sculpting a clay figure dressed in a suit, his heart grew heavier and colder.
She was indeed trying to manipulate Lu Tingyun.
In her heart and eyes, there was only Lu Tingyun; he never had a place.
Did Lu Tingyun see that she had married him and then deliberately tell her that he didn't love her anymore?
That must be it. It must be because Lu Tingyun told her that he didn't love her anymore that she became like this.
How to do?
She still loves Lu Tingyun so much, what should he do?
Yan Ye lay on the floor, looking at the scene with sadness, lost in thought.
The outline of the little clay figure's face gradually emerged. He stared at it intently, and couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his eyes with the back of his hand that was not covered in mud. When he stared at it again, he was completely dumbfounded.
She was pinching him, not Lu Tingyun.
He didn't know if she had ever made clay figurines before, but he was certain that this was the first time she had ever made clay figurines at Starry Night Pavilion.
The first clay figurine she ever made was of him.
Yan Ye was so excited he almost jumped up from the floor. He hugged her tightly and shouted, "Yi Rou, I love you!"
In the end, I managed to hold it in.
He's a night baby now.
He could only steal a glance at her with deep affection.
She does have feelings for him, doesn't she?
After Yue Yirou finished shaping the clay figure of Yan Ye, she gently placed it aside and then broke off a small piece from the clay that Yan Ye had thrown on the floor.
Continue sculpting little clay figures.
This time, she sculpted herself.
She looks like she's wearing a wedding dress.
After shaping it, she picked up Yan Ye's little clay figure, leaned against his chest, hugged him with one hand, and intertwined her fingers with his other hand, placing it on his chest. Then, she moved his other hand to her waist and hugged him tightly.
Yan Ye was completely stunned.
Does she know what she's doing?
Does she know what this means?
That would easily lead him to misunderstand, wouldn't it?
If he didn't know how much she loved Lu Tingyun, he would have thought she had fallen in love with him.
"Does Sister want to marry Night Baby? But Night Baby is still so young." He blinked his starry eyes at her and asked tentatively in Night Baby's tone.
She still didn't answer him, but she smiled.
Although the smile was faint and subtle, it made Yan Ye's heart pound wildly.
What does her smile mean?
No, the important thing is that she smiled.
She finally smiled.
No longer looking blank.
He knew that dressing up as Night Baby would appease her.
I was happy, but also felt a little frustrated and disappointed.
In her heart, he really didn't even rank second.
Yue Yirou smiled faintly, then stood up and took the little clay figure to the window to dry.
As soon as she got up, Yan Ye got up too, following behind her like a little shadow.
She looked on with envy and said, "Sister, the clay figurines you made are so beautiful. Can you teach me how to make them?"
Yue Yirou turned to look at him, a mix of emotions welling up inside her.
"it is good."
She uttered a single word, her tone extremely soft and gentle, yet it conveyed a tenderness.
Yan Ye was so excited that he almost burst into tears. He quickly turned around so that Yue Yirou wouldn't see his expression.
Only after I calmed down did I dare to look her in the eye.
Lunch had been prepared long ago, but Yan Ye and Yue Yirou were still not coming down. Xue Tao and the others were a little worried and decided to go up and check on them.
The fact that they weren't on the third floor surprised Xue Tao and the others.
"They're not on the third floor, they should be on the fourth floor. Yi Rou was actually willing to go up to Ye Bao Bao's room on the fourth floor with the young master. Does this mean she's feeling better?"
A hint of joy appeared in Xue Ruowei's eyes.
Xue Tao nodded: "The young mistress should be feeling better. Let's go up and take a look."