Chapter 233

She simply packed, in fact, some of the laundry. As for other toiletries, he only said that there were all things in yizhai, so she didn't have to take them.

In fact, he didn't want her to take these clothes, but she said, "these clothes, I'm used to wearing, are comfortable."

So, he no longer said anything, let her take.

When packed, Ling was still about to carry the bag, but Yi Jin took it up first and said, "I'll come."

Two people out of the rental room, Ling is still with Yi Jin left behind.

Sometimes, she only thought that he was elusive, gentle at one time, as if he could be very good to you, but at one time, he seemed to be able to throw you into hell at any time.

This time I went to yizhai, as if the relationship between them became more unclear.

When, in the end, can we really have nothing to do with him? Can only wait until he's tired of her? She looked at his back in a daze, and her eyes fell on the scarf around his neck.

The scarves she weaves are still made of old wool, but I didn't expect that he would wear the scarves and gloves she weaves at a party attended by such a top celebrity.

And what's strange is that in the comments she saw on the Internet, all people are guessing whether it's a big brand new style, or a designer's hand style, retro style and so on. No one thinks about it. Maybe it's just a common craftsman, a scarf and glove made of old wool.

perhaps, as he said before, this scarf gloves are not worthy of him, has the final say of him.

To the outside of the community, Ling still only saw that the familiar black car had already stopped in front. Gao Congming got out of the car, walked quickly to the front of Yi Jin and took the bag.

Yi Jin turns away and looks at Ling who is still a few steps behind him. "What's the matter? Let's go." He held out his hand to her as he spoke.

She bit her lip slightly, hesitated for a moment, raised her steps, but did not reach for his hand.

He frowned a little and took back his hand. When she bent down to get on the bus, he bent down the same way. His lips came close to her ear and said, "today, sister a is not willing to hold my hand, but sooner or later, you will not let my hand go."

Her body a stiff, only feel the heartbeat in that moment, as if stopped.

On the car, Ling is still looking at Yi Jin's hands on her knees.

His fingers, long and clear-cut, look very beautiful, he said, sooner or later, she will not be able to open his hand?

Is this possible?

When I arrived at yizhai, the iron door opened, and the car slowly drove into yizhai. There were hundreds of years old trees on both sides. They were green all the year round. Through the window, I could see the connected houses. How big the whole yizhai was? She couldn't see the end of it.

She didn't never see that kind of rich people's mansion. At the beginning, Xiao Ziqi's family was also a rich family. She often went in and out of Xiao's house, but compared with Yi's house, she would have a feeling of villa to the palace.

When the car arrived at the main house, Ling still followed Yi Jin out of the car.

He naturally took her hand and walked all the way into the room. And Ling can still feel the eyes cast on her at the moment, all with surprise and surprise.

"Young master." A man who seems to be no more than 50 or 60 years old and dressed as a housekeeper walked up to Yi Jin and said respectfully, "this is..."

"she is Ling still, and she will live here these days." Yi Jin leaves the way and then says to Ling, "this is Guan Bo. He is the steward here. If you need anything, you can find Guan Bo."