C7 (2/2)

A buzz went off in my head …

I quickly stood up and used my sincere gaze to signal to him, ”I'm fine, I'm really fine!”

Oh my god!

Glancing at him, those deep black eyes are even scarier than a black hole in space, I'm too scarier!

I closed my eyes and steadied myself. I felt a chill run down my spine and into my head.

Does this guy think I'm throwing myself into his arms or something?

Damn it, what did I take wrong? How could I faint like this? I don't think he gave me anything to eat. But two glasses of red wine. I used to drink beer. Alas for his own sins, I hope he doesn't misunderstand.

Yin Yijie shook his head and laughed silently. He held my bag in one hand and my hand in the other as he walked towards the elevator.

I clung to the bear's pillow and followed him, hoping now that the sooner I left his clutches the better.

Yin Yijie pulled me out of the elevator, turned two corners, and finally arrived in front of a security door.

He opened the door comfortably. The interior was not as luxurious as the place he entered yesterday, but it was filled with a sense of nobility.

The base color of the apartment was white. There weren't many furniture. It was mainly apricot yellow in color. It had a kind of majestic aura. Four rooms, three halls, three guards, simple but not monotonous. Whether it was a plant or a simple accessory, it could make the entire space come alive.

”Ke Er, are you satisfied?” Yin Yijie took my schoolbag to the study and pushed me to the door of the master bedroom.

The bamboo floor had a special style, one that was faintly discernible within. The rest was still in the pink department of the Princess's House.

With such a large bedroom, he was afraid that he would be able to catch up with the living room. On one side was the bathroom and the wardrobe, which led directly to the bedroom; on the other was the balcony, which opened the curtains to reveal the sun in the morning and the stars in the night.

The air conditioner was on for twenty-six degrees, all the time as if it had no electricity. A thin air-conditioned quilt covered the bed, with a dog and a doll beside the pillow. The old lamp illuminates a young girl's dream.

Yin Yijie lazily leaned against the door, waiting for me.

I smiled, my eyes soft.

This princess room didn't have the extravagance I had yesterday. It made me feel more familiar. On the balcony, there are my favorite gardenia, as well as rich bamboo, this is very good.

Then he took me to the study.

I was living in such a difficult situation, and I was still able to continue to study because my studies were not bad.

No one has ever seriously asked me to study, and no one has ever seriously taught me to provide me with a good learning environment.

I had to work on my own, not only because I didn't hate learning, but because it was the only thing I could do. When I'm done, I can keep reading, just like the other kids, with my backpack on my back and everything else out of my mind.

I can ignore the comments made by the reunion in front of my face; in the eyes of the teachers, I can also receive my share of glory.

It was the first time I saw such a warm bedroom and neat study. I held my schoolbag and stood in front of the wide wooden desk, feeling a little lost.

It's getting late, so Yin Yijie let go of my hand and let me leave comfortably.

Passing by him, I could smell that he was still fresh and fresh, and I …

Heh, after a busy day, I should be smelly by now.

I've heard that rich people take six baths a day, so it's not hard to be Miss Khan.

The door to the bathroom was also very big. Although it wasn't as big as the one in the palace yesterday, it was still sufficient.

The outermost bathroom, the toilet in the middle, and the bathroom in the back.

The comfort had been adjusted to hot water and the petals had been placed in the water. I think I'm really smelly.

Taking a shower, soaking in the tub, slowly playing with the water, I, self-deprecating laugh, maybe, is happy.

I was afraid that others would treat me well, but I still enjoyed being in this good place.

That brat didn't know why he treated me so well. Perhaps, all of this is just a dream, or perhaps, in the future, he will punish me with a hundred times the pain. But what could I do? Do you want to beg along the streets now so that you won't lose everything in the future?

There is no free lunch in the world, and no one can be so good to me for no reason.

But I don't know why, and I have no reason to refuse.

No reason?

Is there?

Since I can't figure it out, I don't want to.

Perhaps, it was the rich who showed mercy, just like the omnipresent philanthropists.

He changed into a new set of pajamas. It was soft and comfortable, as if it was gently caressed by his mother's hand.

His wet hair was casually draped over the back of his head. On the dressing table, there was actually a box of beautiful hairpins of both sizes.