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Turning around, I faced the inner wall. I was thinking, what kind of weirdo is Yin Yijie?

On the one hand, it can quickly arouse our desire, on the other hand, it's trying to suppress, as if it really wants to love me but also worries about something. Could it be because of lust, wanting to obtain me?

But just now, he only needed to go a little deeper and he would be able to succeed. When he bit me in the chest, or for a few minutes after that, I had little resistance.

However, he easily let go. What else did he want to do?

Did he want to play some vulgar game? I don't think it's brilliant, because he obviously suffers more from lust than I do.

After the first time I was scared, sometimes when I was frightened, I would instinctively pick up my knife to defend myself.

Maybe it would make him feel guilty too!

Is he slowly changing me, do not know, do not understand, sleep.

He slept through the night until daybreak. From the perspective of time, it was already 10: 30 AM. Logically speaking, it should be daybreak. But unfortunately, the weather wasn't too good today. The old man's grey face looked unhappy, as if everyone owed it eight hundred sticks.

Yin Yijie slept well enough. When I finished washing up, he still hadn't woken up. The bedroom door was ajar, but this time I ignored him.

Carrying the kettle, I continued to study the weight of the water I watered the flowers.

The florist sent in a lot of flowers, and changed them yesterday.

Comfortable is making a final effort to prepare for a happy New Year.

Every red packet on the kumquat by the door was one less person. However, the orange tree was relatively tall, and there were enough red packets hanging on it. After picking one red packet after another, it still didn't seem to be sparse. Why did it feel like it was a cash cow?

Heh, the feeling of celebrating the new year …

Yin Yijie could really sleep. He slept until half past eleven. He was holding the phone and his hair was a bit messy. It was probably because he was woken up by the phone.

Of course, it was also possible that he had kept on making phone calls some time in the morning, then continued sleeping until now.

Just as I was about to prepare lunch and looked at his appearance, I could only ask: "Let's … What's for lunch? "Eat as you please, or …"

"Whatever." Yin Yijie touched my head, took today's newspaper, and then went back to his bedroom …

I fall! He was still reading the morning paper when he came out, and the news was old news. But maybe he was going to dig something out of it.

He was a man of great renown, and every now and then he would appear on the news in his own province, as well as in the newspapers on television. I never cared, so I didn't know. Later on, someone began to talk behind his back, and only then did they realize that it was actually him.

As soon as he comes back, he knows to sleep, Model Worker. I think he's a Model Worker in bed.

Lunch was very simple. When he said "anything", I naturally did it for him.

Ye Zichen sat on the sofa near the balcony with a cup of tea and looked back at the sky. It seemed like it was getting darker.

Comfortable said there was fog outside and the airport was closed. Therefore, many flights were cancelled, and many people went back to their respective homes to look for their mothers. Originally, there was a certain leader who wanted to inspect the work, but it had also changed. Therefore, Yin Yijie had completely taken the day off, leaving him at home for the time being.

Although he was free, Yin Yijie was not idle either. After a while, he moved the tea set over, preparing to relax and adjust it while meditating. I don't know if he believes in Buddha or not, but I've heard that tea and meditation are linked, I guess.

"Ke Er, go exchange some green ones, then … Put on that pink silk scarf. " Yin Yijie looked at the teapot as it boiled, occasionally glancing at me and then feeling displeased. His tone was stiff, not even giving him room to negotiate.

He must have, I thought. He was wearing a red shirt, but he also wanted me to wear a green one, and a red scarf. There were many clothes in the house, and at this time of year, they were either red or green, and they were all red men and women. I really suspected that he came from the Tang Dynasty. Or maybe it's not enough to be the main character outside and have to move in.

I don't want to change it out, I don't want to.

Even if I wear turquoise, it is still very beautiful, very bright and tender, also very well matched with my skin color, very white and transparent. However, I still don't like to be his green leaf, awkward.

Yin Yijie looked at me, and with a shake of his hand, poured boiling water on the tea set.

The boiling water poured onto the tea set, hissing and smoking, which gave me a fright. I don't feel good looking at him. It's best if you let me change it now, even if it's white or black, just this … My mind was troubled, and I found it hard to accept.

Yin Yijie stretched out his hand and beckoned me over. Then, he stretched out his hand to pull the scarf …

Could it be that bad? No matter how ugly I am, I have never gone out to embarrass myself. He shouldn't be thinking of strangling me, right? I'm not afraid. If he dares to strangle me, I will look for him every day.

"Sit down." Yin Yijie struggled to pull open the scarf, and with one hand, he pulled me down to sit. He looked at the scarf, then looked at me, and shook his head. No matter what, you stole it from me, why don't you use it on me … "What about pins?"

I shook my head, oblivious. A silk scarf, wasn't it just a scarf? Smaller than a scarf, not resistant to the cold, but tied in the house. I'm not just having a stroke. Wouldn't it be more straightforward to have nothing to do with anything in the house? Maybe as a napkin... This is too thin, it's definitely not easy to use without drinking water.

He pulled the pin out of nowhere. Small, chic tulip shape, and I guess it's nice not to have any hair.

What the hell, a scarf, it's like a flower. Yin Yijie looked left and right. He didn't know what to look for. He moved three times before he finally nodded. I quickly stood up and thought of looking in the mirror and seeing his masterpiece.

Looking at Yin Yijie, I … He hesitated.

I approached him and asked carefully, "It's almost 2 o'clock, should I start cooking?"

Yin Yijie looked up at me with a faint smile. After that,he lowered his head and continued to brew the tea. As his words drifted out from the aroma of the tea, she said in a very mellow manner, "It's the new year, Ke Er needs to rest as well. Come... "Taste this treasure trove …"

I sat down beside him and looked at the light brown tea. I have heard people talk about predawn rain tea, as well as Lifeng Longjing, this is the first time I have heard of this cellar. As for the taste, I think it's about the same as Jia Baoyu's: the cow drink.

However, Yin Yijie didn't plan to let me drink. No matter what, he only made two or three cups for me to drink in one gulp. That's too bad.

Fortunately, I'm not thirsty. I accept a small cup and follow Yin Yijie's instructions to sniff it and lick it … Take a sip, then another …

Although I am not Jia Baoyu, but often seems to go to see people, more or less learn Lin Daiyu's moral character: careful every step of the way, always care. He then drew a ladle on the gourd, which more or less resembled the ladle. Since I don't have to cook, I also have some personality.

Oh, I admit I'm a man of the world, and I'm still thinking about the New Year's Eve dinner while I'm sipping such good tea, and I seem to be thinking about how much this thing is worth. But my guardian was in a good mood, and I wasn't a curious baby, so I left him to think about it.

As long as he calmed down, he would be able to feel some of the good tea. It was mellow and fragrant, and in a short while, the entire living room was filled with it's fragrance, just like carrying the Four Seasons Garden. The room was filled with the fragrance of flowers and tea. Drinking tea and resting, these rich people's days were indeed not bad.

As for how many times a year rich people sit down and enjoy themselves so quietly, it's not my business anymore. Or maybe my guardian, if he has someone to think about things and plot against, it's not something I can do anything about.

After two cups of tea, I felt refreshed and light-headed. So far, this year was quite good.

"Do you like it?" Yin Yijie passed me another cup with a warm look in his eyes.

I nodded and couldn't help but ask, "What do we do with the New Year's Eve dinner?"

"It's the New Year, it's more crowded …" Yin Yijie started slowly. His thoughts were a little too fast for me to catch.

Maybe I was really looking forward to it, or maybe I was just sitting around doing nothing. However, from his tone, it seemed that he had already made arrangements.

I thought for a moment and carefully said, "I've already prepared it at home. It's very convenient to do it myself …"

Holding the teacup, I finally felt the difference between this tea and my usual tea.

Other teas had very simple flavors. When the fragrance drifted past, it would dissipate along with the wind, leaving behind a small trace on the tip of the nose. Furthermore, good tea was different. Whether it was from tea to water, tea set, technology, etc.

The tea that was made was also mellow and rich. The taste was reserved and reserved, lingering on for a long time.

As he ate, it was as if he was in a royal garden, basking in the warm afternoon sun, listening to the melodious song of the goldstone bamboo …

He didn't expect Yin Yijie to know how to drink tea. He didn't know that there was a jar of spring water hidden in our house to make tea. It was like adding flowers and trees in the living room. With my eyes half closed, I felt like I was falling asleep.

Yin Yijie pulled me closer to him, touched my head and gently said, "Leave it there. It can be eaten in two days." After thinking about it, he looked at the drunk tea and said, "Ke'er is so obedient, I also cleaned up my house like it was my own …"

I don't know when I'm going to live. As for this home, I think it still needs someone to be there to make it look like a home. Just like now, when he made tea leisurely and I pretended to drink it, it was kind of similar. Although this tea has a special flavor, I can still endure it.

As for how to pass the year, I don't feel that Yin Yiju will starve me. Other than being hungry, I don't seem to have anything to pursue. It was fine to be with him, but it was just like that. If it was really like that, then it would be fine. Comfortable opening many snacks, pork, beef, dried fish, etc., actually very filling the stomach. I don't even suspect that Yin Yijie is planning to feed me so much, right? It would be too good to live.

I held out the box of pork chops to him. Yin Yijie frowned and looked at me. The corner of his mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything. He lowered his head and continued to eat. Looks like I'm not the only one who knows how to imitate a student. He's not bad either.

"Young Master, everything has been arranged." After walking over comfortably, he glanced at me before speaking quietly.

I just ignored him and continued to eat my food, unless Yin Yijie thinks that I should avoid throwing me away.

Yin Yijie nodded, holding the tweezers in one hand and the teapot in the other, then looked at me seriously. Err … Since he didn't mind my dirty hands, I wouldn't refuse him a simple favor. Yin Yijie even ate pork and pine with my fingers. After eating, he spat my fingers out. His eyes lit up as he said seriously, "I'll take you out for a walk. We'll leave tomorrow afternoon."

It's the new year, where should we go? I looked at him curiously. I had no idea, and had never heard him mention it before.

However, I am still more adept at following the leadership arrangements and being a little brace, not to mention eating more.

But there's one more thing. I asked him, "Where's the winter homework? Also … "The winter vacation mission."

Four hours a day. Yin Yijiu had been out on a business trip for more than ten days and still had to go out to play. Who knew how many days it would take? It seemed like this winter vacation would be resolved by political means. I had a duty to remind him, but I didn't insist.

Yin Yijie stopped and frowned, feeling distressed. I am like this, always like to ruin the atmosphere. After thinking for a long time, he pokes my forehead and grinds his teeth. "Didn't you finish your winter homework? Give it to me for signature. "

Oh, so straightforward. Why did he not even use political means and instead went straight to kindergarten? Typically irresponsible!

I got up and went to the study room to get my winter homework.

The only thing worth celebrating was that I could get Yin Yijie's autograph so easily. Even though it wasn't enough for a famous painting or calligraphy, he was still a well-known figure.

There were already a lot of winter homework, so I thought of three or five different ways to answer some of the questions. I held it out with the intention of scaring Yin Yijie a bit, thinking that no matter what, he would be surprised, then praise me a few times, then close my eyes, wave the brush, whoosh whoosh, it's done.

Yin Yijie had gotten up and sat at the table by the balcony, which was where he worked every morning.

My heart sank as I suddenly realized that things were definitely not as simple as I had imagined. Moreover, he seemed to be sitting upright and with a solemn look on his face, as if he was planning to open the tomb of Qin Shi Huang. Sorry, I might not have used the right words, because I've really never seen Director Yan act this serious before he signed it.

Serious, of course, isn't a problem of cold or cool, but … It's serious. This was different from talking business over tea at a wine table. Signing a signature had a legal effect, so before the final decision was made, it would be carefully confirmed, including the relevant details.

That's all I can know or guess, but it's just my winter homework.

Carefully placing my homework on the table, I respectfully stood by the honorable leader's side, just like all the other office girls who had just started working for the first time. I waited for his instructions.

"The handwriting is very neat, the handwriting is also beautiful, very serious." Yin Yijie's first sentence was to me, and it did not go on.

I let out a breath, as if I was even more nervous than before. Although his criticism was literally complimentary, there was no hint of praise in his tone, unlike the time when he had just praised me for my life.

I frowned, a little skeptical. What did he look like? Seriously taking responsibility, or putting on an act? Or did he care about his Mo Bao? Or was he worried about me, suspecting that my results were fake? Or was this his usual working attitude?

It's all possible. If it was his usual working attitude, then it could only be said. Normally, when he was working hard, he might need to wear a mask. The more he cared about something, the more relaxed he would make it seem to him. He was at home right now, so he took off his coat and revealed his true face, which was exactly how it looked. She was serious, causing people to be afraid, and at the same time … He was looking forward to it.

If he acknowledged or admired anything in this state, he must have done very well. If I don't make it today, I will work even harder and get his approval. Of course, I hope he'll praise me today.

It sounds a little weird, but on the new year, the firecrackers downstairs are already starting. In our house, the guardian is actually seriously inspecting my winter homework. Comfortable, inside and out, I can't care less. Crossing rivers with muddlebody, you can't even protect yourself.

"You can look at these questions later. Right, give them to me." Yin Yijie flipped through one book after another and pointed at my math homework. His cold fingers touched my eyebrows and he said, "I was distracted …"

I shivered in fright, dropped the comfort, and looked at him.

Yin Yijie looked at me before continuing to look at his other homework. After a long time, he changed his tone and said gently, "You have to do it well."

This is the first time that someone has seriously looked at my homework, and even circled a few mistakes in English. I quickly nodded, and I will definitely redouble my efforts.

Yin Yi closed his homework, waved his pen, signed his opinions, and had more dates. He let out a breath of relief and pulled me along, "My Ke'er did very well, but she still has potential. She can do even better. "I don't want you to compete with anyone, and I don't want you to be first. I just want you to do your best, okay?"

Can I? I was thinking about that too.

Compared to me, I am the most challenging and the most difficult.

But I think there's nothing wrong with that, I … But …

I don't think I've thought about it that way before. I've always been a good student. I take care of myself and try to make myself comfortable whenever I can. But when it came to trying, it was not necessarily the case. For example, in my studies, I never pursued the goal of first place, but if I worked harder, perhaps there would really be a better chance.

However, looking at Yin Yijie's deep eyes, it seemed like there was something else in them.

I was even more stunned, really suspicious: Did he want to say something to me? He said I had "the potential to do better". Was it something like the Da Vinci Code that I had to crack in the future?

"Alright, hurry and prepare. Put on that bracelet." Yin Yijie stood up. The phone in his pocket was flashing several times, but he didn't pick it up. His expression was serious, but his eyes were still bright when he looked at me.

I nodded. I'll think about it later, but now I have to get ready to go out with him and spend the new year somewhere I don't know about. In fact, I quite like my own home, I want to spend the New Year in my own home. But I'm a good boy, so I can't be stubborn.

He put a thick stack of winter homework on the bookshelf and went to the locker room to find a coat to match. Shoes, socks, gloves, headdress...

Although Yin Yijie didn't say it, I knew that he was very particular about it, so I did some research on it during my studies. He wore a long green dress with a blue hairpin on his head. He had a silk scarf. Forget it.

After that, it was' that bracelet '. Of course, it was the bracelet that Jade Pot Ice had given me. I had studied it a few times when I had nothing better to do.