Love Purification Agreement

Obviously, she noticed Yan Huan staring at her earlobe out of the corner of her eye.

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Seeing this, Yan Huan felt a little embarrassed.

He quickly turned around and pretended nothing had happened and returned to "Ye Shiyu's Suzhou Embroidery Classroom".

But when he took a closer look, he discovered that Ye Shiyu's needlework had perfectly embroidered the outline of a petal.

"very beautiful"

Looking at her extremely skillful skills, Yan Huan couldn't help but admire her.

"!!"

But when Ye Shiyu heard this, her shoulders trembled slightly.

Her hand gripping the needle softened slightly, and then she blinked, gently reaching out her left hand, and touched her ears and the side of her face, pretending to play with her black hair.

She thought Yan Huan was complimenting her appearance.

So, although her facial expression was still calm, her flustered body language still revealed how she felt at the moment.

But after touching her, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up a little.

Seems very happy.

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Having been with Ye Shiyu for a long time, Yan Huan was very sensitive to her every reaction, even if it was just a slight smile.

So at this moment, he also realized belatedly that Ye Shiyu had misunderstood.

I took my words of praise for her needlework as a compliment to her.

This feels a bit like touching a tiger's butt.

It’s better not to explain it.

Thinking of this, Yan Huan turned around and smiled, then changed the subject very abruptly.

"Mori-san, how about you take the lead? I'm going to go get some water."

"Ah, okay, President Yan!"

On the other side, Maori Haruna received the signal, and immediately ran over and sat next to Ye Shiyu.

Yan Huan smiled, glanced at Ye Shiyu, stood up, and hurried to find some water to relieve his dry mouth.

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Fortunately, after Yan Huan's desensitization training, Ye Shiyu no longer gets upset when Maori Haruna interrupts her.

Maybe it was also due to the fact that she and Mori Haruna had a very pleasant conversation?

Just at this moment, Ye Shiyu glanced at her while teaching and asked,

"How's things going between you and your mother?"

"Hey?"

Hearing this, Maori Hina pursed her lips and said with a forced smile,

"How should I put it, I'm still a little troubled lately."

".What are the details?"

Seeing her sadness, Ye Shiyu didn't know how to comfort her. She could only ponder for a second, then gently reached out and supported her hand that was moving the needle to save her some effort.

"Well, to be specific, I always feel that after my mother started dating, she came home much later. I always feel a little lonely when I'm alone at home.

"Even the messages she sends me on the plane have decreased. It feels like my mother's focus has shifted away from me."

As Ye Shiyu listened, although she didn't know how to comfort her, she suddenly remembered that her mother had been very busy with work recently.

I also come home very late every day and have no time to pay attention to myself.

That day, she even took a taxi back from the airport.

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Maori Haruna raised the needle embarrassedly, took a deep breath, and said awkwardly,

"But I think it's also my problem. I'm already this old, but I still think about these things in my heart. I always feel a bit like a mama's boy or something."

As she spoke, she looked at Ye Shiyu beside her with envy, expecting,

"If only I could be as calm and mature as Senior Ye, maybe I wouldn't be so troubled. I will continue to learn from Senior Ye in the future!"

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Facing her question, Ye Shiyu blinked and nodded.

"Um"

That night, at Ye’s residence in Jinghe District, half past eleven.

"Well, you can leave that matter to Xiao Wang. Make sure it is completed before next Friday."

"Click."

The door of Ye's house opened, revealing Ye Lanlai, who was wearing a white women's suit and holding a small leather bag.

Because she was still holding the bag in her right hand, she could only tilt her head and clamp the phone on her shoulder so that she could lift her legs and take off her high heels.

"Okay, I understand. Give me some materials tomorrow and I'll review them before handing them over to China."

After doing all this, she walked into the living room and hung up the phone.

"Miss, are you back?"

Aunt Chen came out of the lighted kitchen and greeted Ye Lan.

Ye Lan nodded, looked at the quiet upstairs, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice,

"Shiyu fell asleep?"

"Yeah, it's been silent for a long time."

"Okay, Aunt Chen, you should go to bed early. I'll also quickly wash up and go to bed. I have to get up early to go to the company tomorrow morning."

"Hey, good."

After responding like this, Ye Lan smiled and went upstairs with her purse and cell phone.

On the third floor, when she passed by the tightly closed door of Ye Shiyu's room, she looked at her several times before she averted her gaze and walked towards her bedroom.

There was no light in the bedroom, so she threw her purse onto the bed first, then turned around and turned on the light.

However, as soon as she turned on the light, Ye Shiyu suddenly appeared in front of her, standing in the darkness in her pajamas, hugging a pillow.

"Ouch you"

This frightened Ye Lan so much that she covered her chest and took a few steps back before she realized that the person standing in front of her was her daughter.

She took a few breaths and stared blankly at Ye Shiyu, who was looking at her with an expressionless face and slightly tilted head.

"Shiyu, you scared me to death."

"Sorry, Mom."

"Why are you running into my room so late?"

Hearing this, Ye Shiyu pursed her lips, seeming a little embarrassed.

After a long silence, she raised the pillow in her hand, tilted her head slightly, but still said expressionlessly,

"I want to sleep with my mom tonight"

"Hey?"

Ye Lan blinked and looked at the tall girl in front of him who was much taller than him. He opened his mouth slightly for a moment and didn't say anything for a long time.

Chapter 277 I’m Here to Join You

"Well, I think I understand about this High Table Dinner at the end of the semester at your crappy school where both teachers and students can participate.

"Don't mention it, I actually have an idea."

Saturday, noon, in a coffee shop on the commercial street.

While Yan Huan was eating a simple meal in the coffee shop, she was looking at the message sent by Sister Tong in the "Aimiaojiang TV" group chat on her phone.

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Looking at the news, the corners of Yan Huan's mouth stiffened slightly, and he had a vague sense of foreboding in his heart.

He stretched out his hand and was about to send a "cat shaking its head" emoji when Sister Tong sent another message.

"Why don't you just choose me as your dance partner? All the problems will be solved then!"

"Dang~"

The spoon in Yan Huan's hand fell onto the plate, making a crisp sound.

Choose the one that guarantees you’ll die, Sister Tong.

He picked up his phone helplessly and watched the page refresh with new messages.

Anle: "But, most of the people attending the dance are students. If Xiao Huan dances with an older teacher, the other students will find it even more strange."

Tong Yingying: "Who are you saying is older? (Smiling face)"

“Am I old? @Yan Huan”

"Hmm? @Yan Huan"

Looking at the tense atmosphere following several @messages about himself, Yan Huan's face couldn't help but darken.

What about the agreement that we would all work together to form an unbreakable alliance to fight against the modifier?

Although Anle has become much more cheerful under Yan Huan's careful care, he also seems to have become a little more aggressive.

Anle knew very well what the invitation to the dance meant, and besides, it was some bad guy who spread the rumor that he would be the lead dancer, so it was impossible for Anle not to know.

But these past few nights when Anle returned home, he never asked about this matter.

She never thought that she would become Yan Huan's dance partner.

However, she would be a little unhappy if other people were to become her dance partners.

For example, now, he would secretly use words to poke Tong Yingying in the spine.

Yan Huan: "'Cat Likes'"

"Sister Tong is always young, always eighteen years old!"

Anle: "'Cat likes'"

"Sister Tong is always young, always eighteen years old!"

Tong Yingying: “Haha.”

Yan Huan picked up the spoon again and started eating lunch.

At the same time, he quickly typed the message with one hand.

Yan Huan: "The rumor that I was the lead dancer was completely a rumor, and I don't know who spread it.

"It's okay, I'll take care of it.

"Compared to this, I actually have something I need your help with, Sister Tong."

Tong Yingying: "You only think of me when you need help, right? (Smiley face)"

Yan Huan: "'Cat is innocent'"

"That's absolutely not the case, Sister Tong! Please, Heaven, distinguish between loyalty and treachery!"

Tong Yingying: "If you have anything to say, come on and work in the store tonight."

Anle: "'Cat is shy'"

Although these two people spoke differently, their meanings seemed similar.

In the end, the one who was tired was Yan Huan.