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He actually wasn't happy. He just sat on the armrest and continued to block the cold air coming from the balcony. He looked at me coldly. He was simply the number one overseer under the heavens.

I turned my head, rolled my eyes, bit my lips, and got angry … He didn't dare to say anything …

The doctor looked at me with incomparable sympathy, and asked Yin Yijie in amusement: "Director Yin, you... "You won't let Miss Lin be your nanny, will you?"

"Puchi …" It was unknown who burst out laughing.

I pursed my lips, wondering what part of me looked like a nanny.

Comfortable pretended not to hear him, and silently went to close the balcony window.

It was unknown which hotel or restaurant's waiters were preparing their meals in the dining hall. I feel like I'm more familiar with the road than my "nanny".

Two very formal looking employees were inspecting every nook and cranny of my house, seemingly investigating for possible safety hazards.

I bit my lip, amused. I just hope that they're not some kind of thieves who want to make trouble for me some other day.

Suddenly, he thought of something. It seemed that the box that he carried with Song University that day was the dream realm. At that time, there were still some on the ground. It can't be that they moved the mice here a few days ago and then suddenly assembled them today just to give me a surprise?

Then, it wasn't enough just to be happy, but also to have such a big surprise?

Yin Yijie had already taken off the towel on my head and was gently drying my hair. Occasionally, he would wrap his fingers around it before slowly putting it down.

I calmed down and let the nurse give me an injection. The doctor gave me more medicine.

I don't know how many layers of medicine would be able to help the wound heal a little faster, but since it's Yin Yijie's intention and today is his good day, I should listen to him.

Everyone was quiet. Comfortable words didn't come out much. The young nurse was afraid that Yin Yijie would appear out of thin air.

In the end, only the doctor spoke up, looked at Yin Yijie, and disdainfully said, "Director Yin, you wouldn't ask Miss Mo to cook for you, right? "Her hand can't be soaked in cold water for one month, can't do heavy work, can't …"

The nurse kept shaking her shoulders, pursing her lips, turning her head and smiling.

Fortunately, she had some professional ethics and didn't shake the needle, otherwise I would have been the one to suffer.

Yin Yijie was not surprised at all. His men became gentler as he asked slowly and coldly, "Can you eat and do homework?"

When the doctor's subordinate heard this, he snorted and lowered his head, pretending that he hadn't heard anything.

I can't stand it either, is he doing it on purpose or not?

In front of outsiders, he just sneered endlessly.

He was usually serious, but today, he had so many things to take care of. I admit that my adaptability is still poor.

However, everyone had a tacit understanding of one another. Even the audience members had the talent to watch a pantomime like this. I just barely managed to hold it in. I didn't want to get involved with some people.

Smelling the occasional smell of food in the restaurant, I felt very serious and honest: I was hungry. Raising his left hand, he saw that it was almost 2 o'clock!

Everyone was busy as far as not to eat, yet no one yelled about being hungry. It was a miracle.

Yin Yijie touched the top of my head and held my hand. He said blandly, "It's past noon."

Because noon was over, so lunch was over as well? I sweated!

Even though he had his hands behind his back, I could feel his hands so close to me. I suddenly turned my finger and pinched him …

Actually, you need to watch the customer when fighting, and shout when pinching someone, just like when a woman cries when she loves someone.

However, Yin Yijie actually endured the pain. He grabbed my finger and pressed it to the spot where I had been pinched and forcefully rubbed it a few times.

I really feel that it's not as good as massaging his own body a few times.

It's not over yet. He placed his wrist on top of my head, my fingers still pressing down on it. Then, he bends his body slightly. "Hu …" "Hu …"

He blew twice …

I lowered my head and followed my eyebrow … I hadn't expected him to like Impressionism and symbolism so much.

Yin Yijie let go of my hand and laughed silently. He was very proud of himself, and he made me even more depressed. What was he trying to do?

The doctor and nurse were very dedicated and did not pay any attention to Yin Yijie's state of mind. After choking on their saliva countless times, they finally completed the task.

Hurry up and pack up. Farewell …

He ran faster than a rabbit.

I know what they mean. I blush.

Damn, Yin Yijie and I are a pair of rare treasures!

Yin Yijie took the fork and knife that he brought from the kitchen and placed it beside my hand. He then held the knife by his own hand.

His cutting technique is quite good, even the fish head of the little, can clean pick off and put in front of me.

Although he didn't feel it from the head of the fish, but … I ate quite happily. I looked up at him occasionally. After the rain had passed, he didn't look at me as coldly as he did now. It seems that as long as I am obedient, he will treat me well.

Seeing that it was comfortable and devoid of people, I suddenly thought of something and discussed with Yin Yijie, "In our refrigerator, besides drinking alcohol, there is only mineral water and beer. There are occasionally some fruit juice drinks, but they don't fill our stomachs …"

It's fine to look at anything here, but the last time I was starved there, I was really a little worried.

Seeing Yin Yijie looking at me curiously, I lowered my head, thinking that I was overthinking things. I explained carefully, "Besides, it's the new year, I have to buy New Year's gifts for everyone, our family..."

At our house, I consciously shut my mouth. My family has yet to see me in charge. If I put in so much effort, I might be despised again. I'm just a child, my guardian is a grown-up, he can make whatever he wants, he can make me eat whatever he wants, there's no food for him.

Think about it, am I worrying too much? In that case, just take it as if I didn't say anything. Eat the abalone on the plate and shut up.

Yin Yijie put down his knife and fork, wiped his hands with a towel and put them on my head. After a long, long, long time, even I was suspicious and didn't dare to eat anymore. His smile was very special. He laughed silently. I could hear it. His smile was very happy. I could see it even if I looked down.

Yin Yijie laughed for a while before saying, "Okay, we have a little mistress. We'll listen to Ke'er and go buy New Year's gifts another day."

I wrinkled my nose and looked up at him.

Yin Yijie's eyes were shining as he pointed at my nose and laughed, "Tell me, what else do you have in mind?"

Hmm, it's good that he didn't blame me. I said, "Don't prepare too much New Year's Eve food, it won't be fresh after it's been released for a long time. And if you're not home with Comfortable, I won't be able to eat much by myself. "

Yin Yijie's eyes widened as he looked at me strangely and said in a deep voice, "Then … How about five days of food? "

I nodded. Five days is enough.

Yin Yijie put down his knife and held my hand gently, "Let's celebrate New Year together. We need to supervise your winter vacation."

"I'm supervising you." "I'll do my winter homework. You can do your winter homework."

Yin Yijie agreed. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is Ke'er preparing a new family management model as a winter vacation homework?"

Uh, he's online. What is he planning to do? Don't scare me.

I was secretly delighted. It seemed that he came back every day.

However, a man's words were unreliable. It was already good enough that he could suddenly return today. I don't have to think so much about it myself. As long as I keep my mouth shut, I don't care when he comes back or when he eats.

The corner of Yan Yijie's mouth curled up, revealing a faint smile. I seem to have successfully brought water to the Taklimakan Desert, or built a railway line in northern Tibet.

He looked good when he smiled. With such a smile, the corners of her lips curled up and her eyes lit up. She had the charisma of a mature man, it was very mysterious and very noble …

Seeing it within reach yet at the same time unreachable, it was extremely uncomfortable.

I'm glad he's happy, and not in disguise. At least, there's something I can do. If not for him, at least for myself.

Yin Yijie looked at the comfort and said gently, "We'll follow Ke'er's instructions and get prepared. Ke Er, what do you like to eat? "It seems..."

Yin Yijie suddenly realized something. Perhaps he was enlightened, but his eyes suddenly lit up like a shooting star, leaving behind a beautiful silhouette, just in time for me to see.

It's really weird, Yin Yijie's strange movements, I seem to be able to catch them easily, whether intentionally or unintentionally, occasionally makes me feel weird, I really don't understand why. But I couldn't be bothered with that. Who knew what he was thinking?

Yin Yijie didn't say anything else. After confirming that I was full, he stood up and dragged me away.

After a meal, especially a big meal, you usually have to wash your face and rinse your mouth. No matter how refined the food was, there would inevitably be grease stains on it.

Comfortable really did invite the woman from last time. She twisted a hot towel to wash my face, then squeezed the toothpaste together and watched me brush my teeth with my left hand. She was right next to me, washing my clothes, picking out the ones that should be cleaned, picking out the ones that should be washed by hand, throwing the rest into the washing machine.

I lowered my head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

However, I remember one thing, today is his birthday. Moreover, Yu Hu Bing and the others all went to that luxurious villa. With Yin Yijie here, he had no idea what to do.

Looking at a few white roses on the washstand, simple and beautiful, I thought better of it and wondered what to do with things I didn't understand.

Perhaps I should express my guardian's birthday. However, it was his birthday, and it felt a bit weird like the one at Ramsoda's. Maybe everyone had a different story. If he doesn't say anything, then I'll just obediently be a guardian.

When I was done, I stood in front of the bathroom door. I heard someone whispering outside the living room, and then I hung up.

With a female worker here, it wasn't convenient for me to avoid eavesdropping, so I slowly walked out.

Yin Yijie was on the balcony, probably avoiding my call. His face was a little tired, and the gloom I had seen a few days before seemed to have returned. Moreover, his entire aura was not good either. With the pressure exerted on the outside, it was obvious that he had not yet dealt with the aftereffects of his rage.

I stood at the doorway and took two steps forward. I looked at the cuckoo that was just right in front of me and the Four Seasons Garden …

The man with the flowers was so adorable. He had actually put the Four Seasons Osmanthus under the air-conditioning air vent. A faint fragrance spread throughout the living room and every domain that could be invaded nearby. It seemed to include the bedroom.

Compared to the Four Seasons Garden, a pot of jasmine flowers of the same size could only bloom in its own corner without effort and offer its fragrance to those who dared to walk in front of it.

Those who were farther away would have more than enough strength.

I suddenly didn't know what to do.

Holidays, maybe, I could relax a little, but what else could I do, apart from my endless homework?

Now, what can I do about my guardian and his sudden, apparently unhappy birthday?

I was unprepared except for the sudden; he had given me all my money, and how could I celebrate his birth?

Very worried about money!

Maybe I'm just a kid, so I don't have to worry about anything and just think about how to entertain myself.

As long as you don't make a ruckus and ask the adults to play with me and others to entertain you, that should be enough.

I can make myself invisible in a tangible world and enjoy myself in the most impossible circumstances.

But I am not a child. Now, under the influence of others, can I just amuse myself and drive my guardian away?

However, our hands and feet do not have brain cells. We do things that do not go through the brain. In fact, our subconscious has already made a decision, or made a choice, or hinted at, when the brain thinks so much, or has no time to think so much. At a time like this, I don't know what to do, it's just that …

As my feet involuntarily walked towards the balcony, I looked up and saw Yin Yijie standing in the flower bush on the balcony.

The flowers and green plants on the balcony, compared to the living room … Although there might not be a lot of them, from the looks of things, it seemed like a lot more, because the balcony area was much smaller. Except for the couch and the coffee table in front of him, almost everything else was green. The high and low were arranged in an orderly fashion. The color matching was quite good. Standing there, it was as if he was in a flower bush. It was very green and very beautiful.

Yin Yijie was still dressed in red, and his hair was still full of energy. He held the phone in his hand, and his red lips were slightly pursed as he stood there looking at me. In his eyes … Well, he was backlit, and though the afternoon sun was not to be seen, I could not see clearly; on the contrary, his face was darker and colder in the backlight. He was a violent person, and his nerves were taut. He did not look kind at all.

However, I still walked towards him. Although my steps weren't big, I still walked towards him with confidence …

I think that no matter how much I dislike being in contact with people, or who I rarely meet on my own initiative, or with whom, my guardian seems to be slowly surpassing many of my old habits.

I don't want to stop. Although I had never cared about the lives of others, I had the thought of going over to him now and letting him relax a little, or be happier, or be happier. I like to see him laugh childishly and proudly; I also like to hear his silent laughter, although it is not very comfortable, but …

Heh, sometimes, where did all these reasons come from? It was just a thought, that's all. If I miss this time, I might not believe it even if I'm beaten to death. But at this moment, things seemed to have happened.

The first time it felt like this, and I didn't seem to want to refuse, or maybe I didn't have time to.

The balcony window opened halfway and a cold wind blew in, causing me to shiver. Then, I woke up.

Stopping at the door of the living room and balcony, I cringed, suddenly at a loss, as if I had done something unprecedented, like jumping down from the 82nd floor and then standing on the floor and looking up. I broke out in a cold sweat.

I won't break out in cold sweat yet, but it won't be much better. I looked up at Yin Yijie. I didn't know why I was walking toward him, or why I wanted to control him. What should I care, what should I care? I don't know.

Yin Yijie slowly lit up a cigarette. "Pa …" Throw the cigarette case and the lighter on the coffee table and look at me.

I stood by the door, my hand on the doorframe, gently picking at the door frame. I suddenly felt, or didn't feel, that I just wanted to look at him like that, and then I felt much more at ease. Then, a different feeling rose in his heart. A slightly cold and sweet taste, like the density of the tea flowers, very faint but very fragrant …

Yin Yijie held the cigarette and stared at me. After a long struggle, the nerves on his face gradually relaxed. I bit my lips a few times, and I wanted to touch them. But I didn't move. I didn't have the courage or the thoughts.

His lips were beautiful. Extremely delicate, extremely … How should I put it? If I put his lips on the girl's, I think all men want to be intimate with her. His lips were so tight that when he loosened them, they had the ruddiness and allure of a baby …

Yin Yijie raised his hand, scratched his forehead and raised his eyebrows. His lips twitched as he looked at me.

His eyes, which were a little grayish brown, gradually dimmed down and lit up.

Then he pursed his lips again and looked at me with a fatal seduction. In my eyes, there was a variety that I could not understand.

I don't know, maybe he has a lot of things, maybe he has a lot of moods.

However, at this moment, I only want to see his eyes light up. That look … Although it was hard to resist, I still liked it. At the very least, I would feel very comfortable.

Yin Yijie raised his hand, bringing the cigarette to his lips … A third of the smoke had already burned, but he still hadn't taken a drag.

He raised his head and moved his lips to his lips. His lips pursed, but he still didn't inhale. The image froze in that instant …

His eyelids drooped slightly as if he was looking at something, but he also seemed to be thinking about something. His charming red lips curled up slightly, and he felt as if a wisp of smoke was being bitten by a tooth.

This painting had the unique charm of the Renaissance. The darkness of the central world was torn open; the perfect proportion of the human body, the mature masculinity revealed itself. The Don Quixote style, ingeniously integrated with Shakespeare's rich and reserved poetry and aesthetics.

There was a mysterious smile on his face that was filled with deep contemplation.

This cigarette, was it really smoke?

Or not to smoke?

I don't know if he smoked, but maybe he didn't, because he was doing pretty well for the day as a whole.

If you put on a suit and leather shoes, you might be more handsome, but you would lack the leisure of a home, creating a great distance.

It was just like this, just like the tea flowers beside him. The pot of camellias was not very big, and the plant was not very tall, but they were covered with flower buds. A few of them had just bloomed, and a few had already bloomed.

There were hundreds of thousands of soft red petals, each of which seemed to have dozens of petals. They were arranged in a neat and orderly manner, perfectly round and full of joy. I didn't know what it was called, but it had to be something special. Just by looking at the petals that were similar to Yin Yijie's lips, I could tell that he was his relative. How could it not be expensive?

The breeze blew in, and the faint fragrance of the tea was soon covered by the Four Seasons Evening Primrose that came from the house. I suddenly wanted to laugh. Although the osmanthus flowers were small and didn't have much rice in them, they were still able to cover the fist-sized tea flowers and Jasmine, who was also famous for her incense. They were truly tyrannical!

Yin Yijie suddenly placed the cigarette in the ashtray and walked to my side. He slowly stretched out his hand and caressed my hair from top to bottom. It was very slow, very natural, and it felt like he was sleepwalking …

Then, with a slight sigh, he laughed at me silently. "Smile foolishly!"

Err … Who exactly are we laughing so foolishly?!

But with him blocking in front of me, blocking the cold wind outside the window, I feel … I edged forward two inches, trying to draw some warmth from him. Otherwise, I would have a runny nose, it really is a little cold …

No, it was very cold, just now …

"I'm dumbfounded …" Yin Yiju pulled my hand, very roughly, pulling me towards the bedroom, his tone was unfriendly.

I quickly put my right hand on the back of his hand to warm it. Following his footsteps, I looked up at him and saw that he was shivering from the cold. I made a gesture with my hand as if to release my hand.

I clung to it and laughed.

Yin Yijie stopped and looked at me. His eyes were fierce as he stared at me as if he wanted to eat me up.

"Haha …" I couldn't hold it in anymore. Bing Bing's slender fingers run along his sleeve and touch his arm. It's even warmer than the palm of his hand. It's so comfortable …

His skin showed me tiny spots of hair.

If you don't care about him, then his anger will do you no good at all. If he was just pretending to be angry, then there was no need to be afraid.

Yin was also furious! The cold aura on his body continued to rise …

I laughed, giggled, laughed out loud … It had been a long time since he had laughed like this. I don't remember the last time, when I smiled so happily, so easily …

His arms were warm and comfortable.

I really think that when my guardian gets angry, it's very scary.

But also, very cute, super cute …