C117 (2/2)

Since when did this man have such a bad taste?

Or was he starving because he hadn't eaten much recently?

Ah? Then he wouldn't go out to steal food, right?

If that happens, well, I don't want him anymore.

Men were all filthy.

Yin Yijie didn't even know himself as he happily hugged me and continued to play his role of kissing me. He fed me, drank, and smelled good …

I did not refuse any of them. I ate my fill and went down to sit.

They didn't see the jade pot nor the ice set. Yin Yijie still felt more relaxed after eating. The two men actually ate in peace, without hearing any objections or words. It was as if they had a tacit understanding of each other.

Uh, I, watching the scene, also watched quietly, beautiful enough to eat and drink to my heart's content, admiring those two freakish men, such a pleasing thing to behold.

He didn't have any burdens in his heart, so he didn't need to think about his classes and homework. If he could calmly accept the arrangements of fate and even look on with admiration from the onlookers, life would naturally be full of life and joy.

Ah, I was almost trained by Yin Yijie to become a philosopher.

However, being able to appreciate life wasn't a bad thing.

”Ke Er?” Did he turn silly today? ”Laughing foolishly nonstop.”

Yin Yijie bent down and came in front of me, looking at me seriously while thinking.

”Humph, humph, humph …”

Jade Pot Ice was smiling at the side as he fell. He was the one admiring the painting, and he was looking at the two of us leisurely.

Me, blinking non-stop, do I have one? Looking at my guardian, he is so domineering that he even has to control my thoughts and can't even laugh.

Yin Yijie's thick long eyelashes started to move at the same frequency as me as he blinked … Deep eyes, gray light, like mist, like the mountains in the rain, hazy hazy, do not see what meaning.

The corner of her cool lips slightly curled up. It was unknown if it was because she was prepared before eating or because she was already smiling. The mysteriousness of it was even harder to comprehend than the Mona Lisa.

Heh heh, I can't take it anymore.

If this continued, I would fall behind.

Biting my lips, I quickly turn my head to the side. As long as I can avoid him, I will …

The light in his eyes was even stronger than the Taiji diagram of the red sperm …

Yin Yijie's eyes were so enchanting …

Once I fell in, I'd be gone.

With a gentle wave of his hand, I leaned into his arms and kissed him on the forehead.

”Mhmm...”

Yu Hu Bing could not bear to watch any longer, and quickly interrupted.

”Young Master Yin, are you still going to the office?” If you don't want to go, then go. ”It's good to bring you around the airport with me. There are a lot of gadgets in duty-free shops that Little Pumpkin likes.”

Yin Yi crouched down, carried me and sat down, and said coldly:

”Ke Er isn't lacking in those things, so you decided to take her shopping?”

”I do. This little one has such good eyes. How about we go to a bookstore?”

Yu Hu Bing sat down in a chair at the side and looked at the two of us with a smile that wasn't a smile. She didn't seem superfluous or embarrassed, as if nothing had happened.

His suggestion didn't sound too bad, but why would I go to the airport?

Did he say last time that he would take a plane and go out to play?

I quickly turned my head to look at Yin Yijie.

Yin Yijie raised his eyebrows and forced a smile at me.

Going out to play? Are you for real? Could it be that I, too, can really go out and play?

I just took the train for a while and visited a relative with Grandma.

He couldn't remember anything else.

All I remember is that it was crowded, there were a lot of people, my grandmother was old and I was young, and I felt uncomfortable being squeezed around.

Later, Grandmother tried to avoid going out.

Am I really going to... and Yin is going to take me out to play?

What about his work? Just now … Ye Zichen pouted.

That secretary, she's obviously up to no good. I don't like it.

It's best if Yin Yijie doesn't go to the office. Otherwise, that would remind me of a girl hugging him and kissing him …

Sitting in the car, I couldn't get my mind out of it...

There was a beautiful woman who hugged and kissed him, or threw him onto the bed.

Yin Yijie kept on calling me, occasionally doing something and not paying attention to me.

Jade Urn Ice was idle and loved to drive.

He sat in the passenger seat comfortably and quietly, as if he had been busy all this time.

Thus, I was forgotten by everyone. I was quiet as I continued to meditate …

I think...

High-speed road, really suitable for racing; jade pot ice, really suitable for F1.

He was even more excited than I was. He seemed to be on a lunar vacation.

In his dictionary, there did not seem to be the word 'overspeed'.

He got on the highway and sprinted all the way there. Looking at the other cars backing away instead of driving forward, it felt really good!

When he saw a car in front of him, he pressed the horn, turned the steering wheel slightly, and walked around at a greater angle than the steering wheel.

The car swung steadily to the left and right like a dancing melody. It was really cool and dangerous.

I was scared out of my wits several times and curled up on Yin Yijie's shoulder, not daring to move.

”Don't be afraid, it's Young Master Yu's car, it's fine even if you hit it.”

Yin Yijie touched the top of my head and felt good about me taking the initiative.

He seemed to have gotten into a big fight with someone on the phone, and yet he was so quick and gentle.

Slightly exhaling, soft …

I pursed my lips into a smile and asked him,

”We're fine, but I'm busy. Well, where to, by plane? Do you feel carsick? ”

Yin Yi leaned his head against mine, laughing lightly as he said,

”Young Master Yu is free, it just so happens that something is up.” Where do you want to go? ”

Where do I want to go?

I don't know. For me, going to the capital and going to the moon are two different concepts.

”Think about it carefully. If you were to choose now, where would you want to go?”

Yin Yijie was probably idle and patiently guiding him, wanting to hear what I had to say.

Anyone who doesn't know will think he's a good guardian, and will respect me so much.

Well, I think he's a good guardian, too, and at least he gave me a chance to express my ideals.

I looked out the window and thought.

To be honest, I've never considered this seriously before.

Just like when I was in elementary school and someone said that I want to be a PLA when I grow up, my dream has always been very practical. Except for eating three meals a day, I want to live a bit more peacefully.

Now, I seem to be able to have an ideal …

I don't know. Is this my happiness, or just proof that I'm growing up?