In fact, Song Yi people have always known that Gong Lingye's figure is very good. However, in the past she just looked at it, but now it is a real touch. He is really long legs, lying here, a pair of straight legs slender, wheat-colored skin, elastic and firm, no fat, she can feel the clear texture lines on the skin across a layer of towels. However, there are still injuries to the legs, bruises in several places, and a few pieces of broken skin. Song Yi people felt pain when they looked, and they couldn't help turning their heads: "How did you carry it back then?" Gong Lingye smiled: "Nuan Nuan, it's okay, I'm a man, what happened to the injury?" Song Yi's heart was warm, almost uncontrollably, he bowed his head and kissed the place where Gong Lingye bruised. The man was tight all of a sudden, his throat knot rolled fiercely, and his muscles swelled up: "Warm warmly, you are really playing with fire." Song Yi turned her head, and her ears were hot to Ling Ye's gloomy eyes, and then realized that he could not treat her now, so she pretended not to hear. However, when she wiped his legs to help him straighten up, Yu Guang swept somewhere, suddenly, not calm. Gong Lingye followed Song Yi's gaze, then looked at her, and said dumbly: "Nuan Nuan, there is a place you didn't wipe, it protested." Song Yi: "..." Gong Lingye took Song Yiren's hand and rubbed her palm: "Nuan Nuan, if you don't wash there, it will breed bacteria. If there are more bacteria, it will infect, and the infection will affect the function. How can I satisfy you later?" Song Yi: "..." She wanted to pat the towel on Gong Lingye's face! Have seen shameless, never seen so straightforward and shameless! But, looking at the gauze still wrapped around him, she wavered again. "My house is definitely not so cruel, right?" Gong Lingye pulled Song Yi's hand again. Song Yi was helpless and put aside: "Wait for me to change a towel!" After talking, he ran to the bathroom. Gong Lingye looked at her leaving back and hooked her lips. Song Yi people spent a long time in it before they came out. The heart was beating a little faster, even though she had done psychological construction, but when she got closer, she still felt her throat was dry. And there seems to be someone who hasn't stopped, just standing upright, waiting for her arrival. The Song Yi people felt annoyed for a while and reached over, Gong Lingye held her hand: "Nuan Nuan, do you want me to help you?" Song Yi stared at him, his heart crossed, and he pulled down the boxers. She hardly knows how she wiped it. In short, she suffocated for as long as she wiped. When she reached the back, her face was red and swollen. However, Gong Lingye sighed comfortably: "Nuan Nuan, your technique is good, I think it's much refreshing!" Song Yiren reached over and pinched Gong Lingye's face. Perhaps because of the original physical fitness and the good care of the hospital, Gong Lingye's wounds recovered quickly. After a week, the stitches can finally be removed. Although the action is not so easy, but there is no need to be hospitalized, but can go home to recuperate. After leaving the hospital, Gong Lingye even went to the company first. I haven't been there for a week. Although Pei Jun is running on both sides, there are many senior executives in the company who have some doubts. Gong Lingye is the top floor directly taken by a special elevator. After a two-hour meeting, the whole person was a little tired. In the afternoon, he received a call on the way back from the company to the villa. "Sir, the diamond ring you asked our designer to design has been designed. A total of three styles have been sent to your mailbox. Once you are sure, our side will deliver it to you within a week. " Gong Lingye opened the mailbox and looked at the three diamond rings, his eyes glowing softly. He also likes the sense of ceremony. He knows that Song Yiren intends to tell him everything on his birthday, and he also wants to connect her with her for the rest of her life. On the same day, Song Yiren also went to the company to deal with a lot of busy things. On the base, she only went to two days in the last week. The data she was responsible for had not been processed yet. Therefore, after Gong Lingye was discharged from the hospital, the Song Yi people spent more time at the base. On this day, they even brought the robot to Gong Lingye. Seeing the robot, Xiao Pei couldn't help blinking his eyes and came over and smiled, "New style?" Song Yi nodded: "New design." ic came around: "show me." Song Yi people withdrew their hands: "Can't give." "Lying trough, can't you give it?" J leaned over his head and said: "Isn't it for my boyfriend?" Apan raised an eyebrow: "Give it to Mr. Gong?" Song Yi people have some hot faces, ignore them. "Yoyo, our Xiaonuan is in a different relationship!" Anic coaxed: "Unexpectedly, I can still see the little girl in my life!" Old Wu patted his shoulder: "Xiao Nuan has always been a little girl." During the coup of several people, Song Yi people walked to the operating table, took a laser cutting machine, and began to engrave. The appearance of the robot is somewhat like the reduced version of Gong Lingye, but the temperament is magnificent, and the silver and purple metal shells are domineering and powerful. Song Yiren engraved Gong Lingye's name on the badge of the robot's chest, and then she picked up the robot. On the bottom of the robot's feet, three lines of words: "Gong Ling Ye, happy birthday! I like you! .25 warmly carved. " When thinking about the name, she thought about using her original name, but when she raised the pen, she felt that Gong Lingye ’s voice was extremely low-magnetizing every time she called ‘Warm Nuan’. So, the Song Yi people carved the name. These three lines of words were placed under the robot. She didn't know whether Gong Lingye would see it. Obviously, there were two days before Gong Lingye's birthday. However, she was already nervous. On the same day, the Song Yi people carved the words and finally debugged it again before putting the robot named ‘Ares’ into the packaging box that was prepared long ago. Because Gong Lingye's birthday happened to be Saturday, so after work on Friday, Gong Lingye asked Pei Jun to take Song Yi to his villa. His body has almost recovered now, and the wounds on his abdomen and back have been scabbed, and the rest of the bruises have gone. In the evening, the magnificent sunset dyed half the sky, and the Song Yi people and Gong Lingye sat in the courtyard of the villa and had dinner together. The time seemed to slow down, and the warm light in the distance spread out in front of them. The weather at the end of October had already become apparently cool. There were leaves falling from the branches, spreading on the ground, and being dyed by time golden. Gong Lingye stood up and walked to Song Yiren, arms around her waist, bowed her head and kissed.