Chapter 555

However, his reaction now really makes me confused.

Yin Yijie's ivory white face. Slightly morbid; Thin lips slightly open, pupil dilated, staring at me. There was a cramp in his face, and the newspaper in his hand shook.

I moved down the line of sight. His legs... It's hot in the room. He wore a fur vest on top and a pair of slacks on the bottom, almost all above and below the knee. It's empty.

I was busy looking into the room out of sight.

This is a living room of moderate size. The furniture is simple; In short, it's warm and comfortable.

There was a fireplace behind Yin Yijie. He is sitting on the sofa. He was reading the newspaper just now, but now he is reading me.

His upper body. Feeling. It's warm. It's warmer than before.

It seems that I don't need to be honest. He has no mental problems at all.

That's good.

A strong man is a strong man. But one leg, no, half leg. There seems to be no problem above the knee.

This degree of paralysis, perhaps get a high-quality prosthesis, he stood up, still so cold... And so on, he is warm, not cold, not cool, isn't it... Some people say that the vicissitudes of the world, has experienced the vicissitudes of change, polished the edges and corners, he has become like this?

If that's the case, it's a big blow to him, and he's not the Iron Man Wang Jinxi... Forget it, now we should use Zhang Haidi to compare what Wang Jinxi does. I'm out of my mind.

"Er..." Yin Yijie hesitated for a moment, looking at me, the shock in his eyes had converged, leaving only a faint wisp in his eyes.

With a faint smile, he said, "Why are you here, er... Why didn't you say it?"

I'm a little petrified, Yin Yijie... Didn't hurt my brain? Why does his brain change so much after a leg injury?

Even if he can't rush over and drag me to hit my ass when he has feet, he should yell at me, for example, scold me so far and say that he will run to me; That's how he should react.

Is... What epiphany did we get from our previous quarrel after his legs were injured?

His overbearing also... Can his overbearing also become Buddha immediately because of Epiphany?

I don't understand. I didn't move.

"Just getting off the plane? Come on, come on Yin Yijie collected the newspaper, supported the armrest of the sofa and moved to one side, indicating that I would sit down beside him.

When you turn around and put the newspaper, it seems that you are relieved?

I can't tell. Anyway, i... fortunately, I didn't do psychological construction, otherwise it was all wasted.

Maybe... His relief is that he can finally break up with me at this time?

I think about it.

I didn't hear that anyone who was paralyzed would leave his daughter-in-law.

Yin Yijie loved me so much that he would do such a thing?

Dizzy, I went over, I don't want him to let go.

I don't know why. My chest is blocked.

Say love, not so simple; It's not a concept to say no to love.

I just think, why did he change so much all of a sudden?

It's said that there is a Qiu Qianchi. Is it Qiu Qianchi? I'm not sure if I'm watching TV. Anyway, there was a man who did all kinds of evil before and later converted to Buddhism and made master Haideng an apprentice, which changed a lot.

This kind of feeling is really not good. He used to be overbearing and obnoxious, but he's used to it... People are cheap, so do I.

Sitting beside Yin Yijie, I became more and more uncomfortable.

In the past, we didn't sit like this. When there was no one, he didn't hold me... Well, he had leg problems. I probably don't expect to sit on his leg again from now on, although that posture is really pornographic.

In fact, the gesture itself is not pornographic, but he can always make things that are not pornographic very pornographic, otherwise it is not Yin Yijie.

Now sitting side by side like this, i... i... let me say something

"Is the wound healed?" It seems that I can ask when I visit patients? But then I hesitated again.

Amputation, ten days, his wound can be good? I'll never forget how delicate his wound is.

He lacks platelets, such a big wound... Is the technology of the United States so much higher than ours?

Yin Yijie, such a rich and energetic man, could not be found in China?

I think there's something wrong with my mind today. I've read too many reports. They love to fool me with all kinds of reports. I have to find out the same problems.

Now, I feel that it may not be useful to treat headache and foot, but if I hurt my foot, my brain will certainly change.

"Well, it's healed. I'll make a prosthesis later."

Yan Yijie hugged me in his arms, kissed my face, and soon buried his head in my chest.

I'm a little stiff, move... I'm not very comfortable, he seldom made me uncomfortable before.

Maybe the injury is too heavy; I'll take it. As soon as he could bear it, he heard that his breathing was aggravating, with obvious lust... Sweat! The typical Yin Yijie style erotic, without three minutes, no injection, no medicine, no praying to God and drawing circles, he can tell me in a moment with actual physical reaction: he wants. I leaned sideways in his arms, and the things at my waist were obvious“ I thought you wouldn't want me, Ke'er... You're so kind, my Ke'er... "Yin Yijie whispered, and his throat was slowly *. Translate his words, that is, you will let me *. This, sweating, is not that I haven't eaten meat for several months, but that the way he expressed it, his body reaction and the stuffy hum in his throat all convey this kind of message. Body language, and between the lines, is really... I hum: "who told you I want you?" Yin Yijie took a look at me and took off my coat, scarf, vest, pants... It was very difficult. His feet can't move, and the range of his movements is affected. He drags and drags. He hasn't pulled down for a long time. I sweat! Really hot sweat, I said: "I... Go to change clothes, here is hotter than that.". Don't you move, will it not affect you? " Yin Yijie held me with a sly smile, bit my thin sweater and meat, hummed: "I also want to try to influence." I... I didn't say anything! I struggle for a while, I want to get up, go to change clothes, wash well, just get off the plane, dirty to death. Yin Yijie and I probably carried it, but he didn't let go. Unlike the patient, his arm was so strong that he hugged me tightly and began to touch me. I've never seen him so interested in my mm, and soon played. I... my mind is buzzing again: has he changed too much? He loves to eat meat, but he always has a sense of propriety, right? Is it true that Americans eat so much meat that they are stimulated? Or, just like he wanted to hold me before he left, he wanted to eat me now? But I always don't think it's like it, and I don't want to get used to it now. In the hospital living room in the daytime, he began to eat... I earned it hard, angry: "you're so strong, you don't feel like you've been hungry for a long time, how..." I stood aside with my clothes and looked around. The room looks like it has two bedrooms. Anyway, there are beds in both doors and windows outside. Outside the window, evergreen trees are swaying in the wind and snow. I don't know what their names are. They are similar to pine trees. It's really a good place. You can see such beautiful scenery everywhere. Recuperation is really good. Yin Yijie couldn't move, he could only flatten his lips, as if he didn't eat enough. Huh“ What's more? No, I think it's probably stupid for me to sit on a plane. My blood doesn't circulate for a long time and my brain turns slowly. How can I do the opposite? I pursed my lips, feeling speechless. I... maybe I should have a good rest, such as jet lag, so that I can be normal and make an accurate judgment. Yin Yijie was so badly hurt that he couldn't have been affected psychologically; I, it seems, should understand him, maybe. But the premise, I should find a suitable place to have a good rest, adjust their own state“ Ke'er... "Yin Yijie hesitated to call me. I sighed and said: --