Chapter 19, The Hormonal Impact

In the busy, time always flies. In the blink of an eye, a few days have passed, and it's the weekend again!

Breaking his fingers, Yang Yi has not seen his daughter for two weeks.

When Murphy called, Yang Yi was sweating the bookshelves in the small building. He had already put away the remaining few books and kept them in a box on the second floor for the old man. Yang Yi had his own arrangements and plans for these bookshelves.

Of course, some bookshelves will also be placed one after another with some books that Yang Yi found interesting and thoughtful, and some bookshelves, Yang Yi plans to buy some handicrafts, or some wood carvings carved by himself - this is his former hobby left over from the boring training in the jungle.

The simple log bookshelves are displayed on the wall, and they are well-proportioned. With warm lighting, it is enough to create a very cultural atmosphere in the cafe!

But Murphy's furious questioning dispelled the atmosphere: "Yang, where did you die? Didn't you agree, I'll send my daughter over today? I still have work in the afternoon, do you know?"

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment. He glanced at the time on the phone screen and was speechless.

What time is it?

Murphy did tell Yang Yi in advance yesterday that she was going to bring Xi Xi over, but the problem was that she used to arrive in the afternoon, so Yang Yi had nothing to do in the morning. After practicing kung fu in the morning, he came here to clean up his coffee shop and planned to go back at noon...

Who knew that Murphy would come so early!

"Okay, I'll be back now." Yang Yi didn't mean to argue with Murphy about this trivial matter. After receiving the phone, he rushed back.

Murphy was furious!

She was actually very busy. In order to save her image, Sister Ling arranged a lot of announcements for her. The program was recorded until three o'clock in the night yesterday, and there was a clothing brand event to participate in this afternoon.

But thinking about her attitude towards Yang Yi that day - she calmed down later and found that she might have misunderstood Yang Yi and regretted it too much, but she couldn't put her face down and couldn't say anything to apologize - Murphy decided to come by herself. To this end, she also put on some light makeup to hide her tiredness and picked out clothes for half an hour...

Not to mention how she wanted to dress up beautifully to see Yang Yi, but she took Xi Xi's little hand and came to the door of Yang Yi's dwelling nervously. When she saw General Tie holding the door... Murphy exploded.

The suspicious nature of Scorpio was aroused, and Murphy thought the worst:

Did he fool around?

Living with another woman?

Don't want Xi Xi and... Forget it, don't want Xi Xi?

Therefore, there was the scene when he called just now.

However, when Murphy saw Yang Yi sweating at the staircase, his anger, grievance, and suspicion vanished. Even his frosty face seemed to melt.

"Daddi!" Xixi was still very happy to see her father. She didn't care that her father was dirty, so she pounced on him and wanted to hug him.

But Murphy was a bit of a neat freak, and Xi Xi was wearing a clean white dress. She quickly grabbed the little guy.

However, she paused for a moment, but she still opened her red lips lightly, and asked in a rare gentle voice, "Why, why didn't you say you went to work?"

The doubts about Yang Yi just now melted into deep guilt now.

However, Murphy's tone made Yang Yi feel uncomfortable. He glanced at Murphy strangely and said lazily, "Work? I didn't go to work!"

It's true that he is not going to work. The security job of his hotel has not been gone for many days, and he doesn't even have the idea of resigning in the past.

However, Murphy believed it, and she also imagined the appearance of Yang Yi moving bricks in the construction site - who made Yang Yi really get a lot of dust all over?

This man, for Xi Xi, is also desperately earning money!

Suddenly, her heart inexplicably felt very sour and painful.

Yang Yi didn't think so much. He smiled and bumped his fists with the jumping Xi Xi, which made the little guy make a face happily.

After opening the door and letting Murphy and Xi Xi in, Yang Yi glanced at the black mud mark left on the tiles at the door when he came in, and his brows couldn't help but twitch.

He wanted to pick up the rag and wipe it carefully.

But in front of Murphy and the others, Yang Yi didn't plan to show too much concern about this, because his predecessor didn't have such a serious obsessive-compulsive disorder.

However, he couldn't help but look sticky and dirty. After leaving a sentence, he hurriedly took a change of clothes and got into the narrow bathroom: "You sit first, I'll take a shower."

Murphy actually planned to deliver Xi Xi and leave. Mo Xiaojuan's car was still waiting downstairs! But she looked at Yang Yi's back and opened her mouth without making a sound.

Yang Yi was taking a shower, and the sound of water was not something that the small plastic door could block. Murphy's face was a little flushed when he heard the sound, and even Xi Xi didn't pay attention to the noise.

"Papa wants to cook something delicious for Xi Xi!" The little guy was still very excited, but seeing that his mother ignored him, Xi Xi ran around looking for toys to play with.

Not to mention, she also found a duckling that Yang Yi had practiced carving before and played happily.

Murphy was embarrassed. Listening to the sound of water, she couldn't help but think of Yang Yi's strong back - although the memory of four years ago was very far away.

In order to divert her attention, she studied Yang Yi's residence.

This was the first time she had looked at this small house seriously! In the past, she felt very depressed, and sitting with the old-fashioned Yang Yi, she couldn't stay for a moment.

But now Murphy was a little surprised. She saw that Yang Yi's residence was actually not bad, the things were neatly furnished, and more importantly, the house was spotless and the kitchen was clean.

Although it was still small, too small, all the rooms added up were not as big as her living room, and the conditions such as breathability and sound insulation still made it difficult for her to accept.

But Murphy glanced at Xi Xi, who was kneeling on the sofa playing duckling, and she had a special feeling: this place has the taste of home, very warm!

However, before she could figure out the source of her emotions, Yang Yi had already walked out of the bathroom, wearing a tight vest and shorts, and appeared in front of her casually.

Yang Yi was 1.87 meters tall, and Murphy sat on the sofa and looked up, with a strong sense of impact.

What is more visually impactful is Yang Yi's chest muscles that hold the vest to a bulging sac, and the abdominal muscles that cannot be covered at all, which are directly printed in the shape of an inverted triangle at the hem of the vest.

The moist water vapor gave Yang Yi's bronze-colored muscles a layer of delicate luster, and the strong hormonal breath came over, almost enveloping Murphy.

"You, what are you doing?" Murphy's cold face fluttered red clouds, and she asked nervously.

What to do? Yang Yi pounded his damp hair and glanced at Murphy in confusion. What else could he do?

But he didn't say a word, and Murphy's face turned even redder, as if a bright red rose bloomed after the iceberg melted, with a trace of love...

Yang Yi was afraid of the cold and racked his brains to find a topic: "Didn't you say you want to work?"

Well, it's really going to be cold now!