C23 (1/2)

I didn't expect him to have this potential. I pursed my lips and wanted to laugh.

Yin Yijie looked up at me and hid his smile behind his eyes. He pulled me to his side and sat down. Then, he signalled to the chef and the waiter to go out.

Yin Yijie is really the person that I like to use body language the most.

I found that he was very cold to people, except for me.

There were only six dishes on the table, but they were all fresh. There was a waiter in the kitchen cleaning up the dishes.

He then looked at the dishes and rejected the big fish and the big meat. They were actually all new vegetables and vegetables in normal times. The method was also simple. It could be called a homemade stir-fry.

I looked up at Yin Yijie.

”Why are you looking at me like that?”

Yin Yijie tapped my nose, as if he had already occupied this part of my face. He put a label on ”Yin Yijie”, his actions becoming more and more casual and gentle.

I ducked my head. My guardian, really.

I'm no match for him. I should eat more and talk less.

”Eat at home and eat some of my usual dishes. to see if it suits your taste? ” Yin Yijie gave me a small piece of boiled lotus root and smiled at me.

I took a fancy to the oyster sauce and lettuce. Before I could even touch the chopsticks, Yin Yijie had already snatched them and sent them into my bowl. He said with a smile, ”Eat the ones in the bowl. Watch the ones in the pot.”

Is there? I'm innocent!

There was obviously no pot here.

The next morning

The distance from home to school was not that far. It was as if he had become closer under the feet of the devil.

Girls' interest in racing is not always great, but boys are different.

As soon as we arrived at the teaching building, there were already a lot of boys looking at the cars from afar, pointing at them with great interest.

It was rare to see a devil on the market that had the same attractiveness as an angel. It was very eye-catching.

”Good morning, nice makeup!” Lan Hua squeezed over and smiled at me.

Yin Yijie stood in front of me as if he didn't see me, took out his hat and scarf from the car, and wrapped them around me the same way.

Finally, he touched my head and said, ”It's cold. Be careful.”

I nodded absently.

Looking at himself, he was still wearing a woolen shirt and a suit. It was exquisite and capable, and his palm was not cold. Seriously.

Yue Hua carefully stood not far from me. She extended her hand to pick up my bag, while staring at the devil.

Yin Yijie's eyes became sharp as he unhappily warned me:

”Take care of your own things.”

These words were … Aren't you being too straightforward!

I felt a chill.

Looking at the hand of Lan Hua awkwardly stop in the air...

Yin Yijie seemed to have some sort of enmity, I don't understand.

I nodded honestly. I roughly knew how many valuable things I carried on my back.

Yin Yijie didn't seem to be satisfied. He looked at me with a strict expression.

This, might be the real him.

I thought suddenly. I didn't say anything, I didn't do anything, why is he so amazing?

It's not like I haven't experienced his might before, is there a need to demonstrate it to me again?

Or was he anxious to claim custody of himself?

But that wasn't ownership. I have some personal freedom.

As a gust of wind blew past, I suddenly felt that the winter this year might be colder than usual.

The morning sun had just risen when it was blocked by many clouds. Occasionally, the sunlight would shine through the gaps in the clouds, making the winter wind even colder.

I couldn't help but shiver.

Yin Yijie lowered his head, looked at me seriously, and let go of a bit of coldness.

”Hurry up and go to the classroom. Don't stay outside for too long.” Yin Yijie looked at me with a complicated expression before turning around and leaving.

I turned to look at him and saw that he was still sitting in the car, watching me go up the stairs and into the classroom before he left.

It was a very warm feeling.

Those who had never experienced it would not know.

When he was young and saw other children go to school, he would feel heartfelt jealousy when he had family members watching him.

Then, it gradually grew bigger and dimmed.

Maybe he thought he had lost it.

It was just that Yin Yijie's gaze reminded me of many memories of the past.

Yin Yijie, like a lover, but more like an elder brother or even, sometimes, I really feel that he looks like a father!

I was surprised to discover that I really liked this feeling, the feeling of being loved and doted upon by family.

like it, willing to do it...

For many things, one would turn a blind eye and turn a deaf ear.

I only know that...

At this moment, he felt a little lustful, but his warmth …

Perhaps, winter had arrived, so everything would turn cold?

Even Yin Yijie, who was always hot and cold, could not control his nervous system!

Or perhaps, he should also add some clothes, so that he could warm up a little and give me more warmth when he pulled me along.

I slowly got used to him.

Get used to what he gave me.

Good, bad, as long as he gave it to me, I will accept it silently.

I know it's not good to rely on.

Because he only guards me for two years, after two years, I will go my own way.

And this dependence would tie up my wings and turn me into a tame house bird that would never be able to fly again.

But I really, really need it now.

Jean Hua had been right behind me, not far away.

I didn't look back, but I was sure, because his footsteps were lighter and there was a special rhythm to them, as if he were dancing all the time.

I didn't try to avoid him either.

Since Liao Liang's bold words, many students have a full understanding of my man.

The main question at this stage is, am I really good to that man?

How?

They were interested in the previous question and had also come up with quite a few choices.

They all chose to presume on the latter question. There were all sorts of rumors.

”Think,” I, with the boys, men, is definitely that kind of good method.

All sorts of strange eyes, like sharp knives, stabbed at my not too strong body.

Yue Hua had been following me at a distance, neither too close nor too slow, as if Zhao Yun was always sitting in his seat waiting for me.