C19 (1/2)

Yin Yijie looked at me, stretched out a big warm hand to touch my head, and then stroked my back.

After a long while, I opened my mouth mechanically and ate a spoonful, then another.

It was better than smelling it.

Delicious and refreshing, it was far from something that a bean flower could compare to.

The tip of her tongue licked the corner of her lips, tasting the remaining flavor. It was fresh and pure.

Yin Yijie kept feeding me, just like when I was sick. Seriously, carefully, contentedly, and feeding me.

Looking at the plate that was almost half empty, I suddenly came to my senses.

He lowered his head with a blush on his face. He reached for a spoon and said gently, ”Let me have my fill myself.”

Suddenly, I turned my head to look at the water lily and felt like a fool. I feel like I've lost all my face today.

Yin Yijie seemed to have picked up two million yuan worth of raw materials as he stared at me, his starry eyes lit up with joy.

His movements became more careful, but he still scooped a spoonful and brought it to my mouth.

His palm was warmer than the hot food in the pot. His fingers caressed my hand. It was soft and elastic.

I felt my heart begin to beat in an uncontrolled, chaotic way, trying to drain the little coolness I'd just accumulated.

This evildoer's mana is profound, cold as I am, I can't resist the power he invades in a day.

If this goes on, I can't guarantee that I'll still be able to sit straight and not lean over my broad shoulders, which are only a few inches away.

”Be good.” Yin Yijie looked at me. His voice was softer, softer, and filled with a faint allure …

No one had ever been able to stop him.

Finally, he obediently ate the sheep's head.

I, I don't know how to describe his eyes, how I felt.

She felt that this man was truly a talent. With just a simple sweep of her eyes, she could tell that there were thousands of different kinds of ambiguous feelings hidden within. It makes my face jump.

I looked at the table full of food. Seeing that Yin Yijie was still looking at me, I lowered my head and said in a low voice, ”You should eat quickly. The food is getting cold.”

Yin Yijie picked up his chopsticks and nodded with a smile, ”Okay.”

He always ate elegantly, never picking on a plate, never shaking, never slipping, never spilling soup, never chewing;

However, he ate quickly and quietly. Soon, he would be able to eat a bowl of rice and then be full.

He scooped up a bowl of soup and quietly gulped it down.

”What are you looking at?” He put down the bowl and looked at me with a funny expression on his face.

Errr —

Me, me, but I think

This evildoer was simply too changeable.

How could he transform coldness and gentleness, mush and elegance into such a heartless and straightforward thing at the same time?!

Looking at my confused expression, Yin Yijie reached out his hand naturally and touched my forehead. ”Are you feeling uncomfortable?”

I shook my head.

I bit my lips as I ate my fill. I hurriedly restrained myself, otherwise, I would have been embarrassed again.

Yin Yijie pulled me up, put his arm around my shoulders, and continued to ride the electric car to the parking lot.

The slightly drunk night breeze blew the fragrance of flowers past his ears. There was a kind of soft whisper, extremely lingering.

I almost fell into his arms.

I instinctively wanted to push him away. Heh, I only have my instincts left now. Just as I stretched out my hand, I felt the warmth originating from his body, which quickly rushed to my heart to help me withstand the cold.

He held out his outstretched hand, held it to his mouth, sighed, and put it back again, with his hand, and put it around me.

I didn't drink, but I was drunk.

When I got into the car, I seemed to fall asleep. I didn't know how the covers came over me, or what the occasional noise in the middle of it had said or done.

I don't know how I got out of the car or how I got home.

How did he get into bed?

I breathed in the scent of the quilt. It was clean, warm, and very comfortable.

The corner of his lips curled up into a smile. He felt a little bit of happiness, but also a little bit of sadness.

If he allowed himself to be caught in this strange warmth, would his injuries worsen?

[I am such a small person and only have this brain. I can't figure out what Yin is going to do to me.

Forget it, how can there be any happiness in life? Just focus on the present.

Live a day, count a day, I, how can there be any other way?

The curtains were drawn, the table lamp was turned off, and the bedroom was dark. It was very suitable for sleeping.

I slowly blinked my eyes and looked at the shadow in front of the bed. It was slender and tall, thin but not weak. It was not thin, but rather simple. It was a type of special safety and reliability …

Heh. Safe!

However, this safety was only temporary.

However, someone is willing to put in a lot of effort to build a warm home for an orphan girl like me. What else is there to ask for?

I closed my eyes. For the time being.

After a good night of sleep, I didn't dream and no one hit me.

Sleeping in a dry embrace, being taken care of like a baby, because I haven't been a baby long, I feel comfortable.