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Bee milk, it sounds good, but when I drink it, it's not to my taste.

I firmly shook my head and straightened my body.

Yin Yijie pinched my waist and said gently, "Eat some more. Don't be angry, okay? If you don't like this, then eat something else. "

I stood there without moving, as if something had stuck in my throat and I couldn't swallow or spit it out.

"My waist is so thin, but I'm still hungry. If others saw me, they would think I mistreated Ke Er and wouldn't give her food to eat …" Yin Yijie took the opportunity to pinch my waist again. He put down his spoon with his other hand and turned around. His two big hands pinched together, and it was about time to wrap around my waist.

"Just a tight grip. Is that about Ke Er's waist?" Yin Yijie muttered to himself, as if his eyes couldn't leave my waist.

Suddenly, thinking of it, his back hurt. This big bad wolf, but …

I nodded, sat back in my seat, and began to eat.

He looked up at Yin Yijie. He was eating very slowly, unlike how he ate so slowly just because he was busy with food and wine. But, his movements were obviously not that nimble. Every movement he made was careful …

"I want to try it …" After a while, when I had finished eating two walnuts, Yin Yijie couldn't help but look at me and say.

I felt a little proud as I pointed to the dishes on the table and asked, "You want to try that?"

"Just the food in your mouth …" Yin Yijie looked at me anxiously and said, "The one you're eating, I want to try it."

Anger! This big bad wolf, he's only been here for a short while, did he really think he was retarded!

They didn't feel disgusted at all. I thought about it a hundred times, so I decided to just forget it. As he was injured, I picked up an eggplant box and fed it to him …

Yin Yijie opened his mouth with a face full of happiness, as if I was holding an Eternal Fruit.

Suddenly, he remembered that his grandma had said that eggplants were not allowed to eat this when their hands were injured.

Just as Yin Yijie opened his mouth to bite my hand, he hurriedly retracted it … Frowning, he looked at him with incomparable disgust: To think that you would use your tongue to lick my finger!

Yin Yijie quickly stopped and looked at me with grievance. Looking at the box in my hand, he looked at me in confusion. He licked his lips and pursed his lips, feeling extremely depressed.

He slowly reached out and grabbed it himself.

I quickly stood up and brought the plates in front of me. When I looked at him again, my eyes were suppressing the flames, but I also didn't understand …

I, sweated!

Why do I feel like I'm in a movie with those vulgar flirting scenes, wanting to welcome but refusing, F * ck!

I quickly explained, "It's not that I'm not giving it to you to eat, but … The eggplant is grown, and so is the taro, so you can't eat it when you have a wound. "

F * * k off! Why does it feel like it is getting darker with each passing moment?

Yin Yijie laughed, patted my head and comforted me, "I know, Ke'er is the most obedient, she will love me. I won't eat anymore … "The elbow is delicious, try it, I can't eat that much …"

"I'm too tired." I don't want to eat, and I don't want to touch anything that the lady touched.

"You are so thin that you can only grow up by eating meat with oil. And there are a lot of collagen in the elbow, so it's for beauty. " Yin Yijie was trying his best to recommend me to his elbow. In any case, I suspected that he was the boss of the slaughterhouse.

Suddenly, I thought something was wrong. I looked at him and asked, "Collagen, is it beneficial for your wound healing?"

Yin Yijie's eyes lit up as he nodded and smiled, "Ke'er is so smart." But I heard that there was no confirmation. "

Okay, I sat down, took the plate, and carefully cut the meat and skin from my elbow into small pieces.

They had a special knife and scraper, which were easy to use.

But I think, it's not bad to carry one on your body to protect yourself …

"If you don't eat anymore, it'll be cold." Yin Yijie looked at me as I studied the knife.

There was a similar electric stove wire in the middle of the table. I had been carrying it for a long time, so Yin Yijie wasn't in a hurry. Now, I looked up, and he was staring at me like a greedy cat.

Still, I had no intention of feeding him.

"I want a knife, I'll give you one later." "But you have to promise me, you can't hurt yourself." Yin Yijie looked at me, touched my head and said gently.

It was as if he knew what I was thinking.

I nodded, Swiss Army knife, and it sounded good.

Yin Yijie looked at me, but didn't have the intention of feeding him. He took a fork and pulled me to sit in front of him, insisting that I eat with him.

I didn't expect that Wu Xiang's elbow could be cooked so delicious. It seemed that I had eaten too much.

"Is it delicious? And some milk, please. " Yin Yijie looked at me. He also ate a lot and was very happy.

Yin Yijie rubbed my head and smiled, "Peanut stew red dates are the most convenient. Ginseng lotus porridge, strong medicinal properties. You can eat it when you get better. "

"Then why can't I eat it now?" I asked angrily, pouring the bowl into my mouth.

Yin Yijie smiled and shook his head, "You're still better, it's best if you have something light and oily. I just let you eat a little. If you want to eat more, you can only wait. "

All right. Looking at the leftovers on the table, he didn't even touch half of it.

I said with a pained heart, "Why don't you leave all of these behind, or choose a few items and put them in the fridge. You just need to warm them up at night."

Otherwise, it would be too wasteful. "

Yin Yijie looked at me for a long time before nodding and smiling, "Alright!"

He picked the one that was messed up the most, which is the one we love to eat. The rest of the food is like some octagonal tofu cooker or honey aloe, returning almost exactly the same. It hurt just looking at it.

It would be best if someone were to eat it secretly.

Yin Yijie told the manager a few words. Under the manager and the waiter's gaze, he pulled me away.

I chuckled in my heart. Since when did Director Yin start to eat leftovers? They were probably muttering in the cafeteria.

Before I could laugh, the moment I look up, I realize that this is the first time I am in Yin Yijie's bedroom …

Yin Yijie's bedroom was black and white, with a bed, a table, and a chair, and a cabinet. It was simple and clean, and even a little cold.

I stood at the door curiously, but I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Ye Xiao looked at Yin Yijie and asked him with his eyes, "What do you want to do?"

Yin Yijie stopped, looked at me, let go of my hand, held my shoulder and said with a smile, "Here's a gift for you."

I nodded. His current attack power was very weak, and he didn't have any intention of harming me. I really didn't need to be afraid. Following his footsteps, he slowly walked to the window.

"Come." Yin Yijie pulled me to the sofa and sat down, then handed me a box.

I opened it. It was a pair of knives.

Yin Yijie leaned on the arm of the sofa and looked at my hand, then introduced, "This dagger, it's with you, there's a second spring buckle, it's very convenient to defend yourself, and the strength of the knife is also great. When you put the dagger away, you can press it down here, and it's of good quality. This is a Swiss Army knife, it's very practical. "

I held the box. I didn't know why, but it was custom-made for me.

Furthermore, he had a faint ominous feeling that this was not a good thing. I don't really want it.

Yin Yiji held my hand and smiled. "You are very calm when you attack. It's a good idea to use this to defend yourself."

My hand did not move, but my heart did. I don't know what this has to do with what happened before.

Maybe he was trying to show an attitude; maybe he was thinking about what had happened before.

At least, Yin Yijie hoped that I would be safe.

Besides, fruit was often eaten at school, and Swiss Army knives were very practical.

In addition to straight knives and toothpicks, there were bottles openers, cans openers, key rings, and many other uses.

It's fun to look at with all sorts of different things, but it's a bit heavy.

"Directly use it as a brick. One hit, knock out! " Yin Yijie looked at me and laughed.

I suddenly laughed as well. 7 or 8 taels could be used as a brick now.

Suddenly, I felt something was cut open by the knife, revealing a little of its original appearance.

It seems that as long as I want to, Yin Yijie will know.

He was a schemer and an old lover, so that was just his little trick, wasn't it?

Or is that, perhaps, a special understanding between us?

Maybe I was stupid, but he was really different.

If he was purely trying to force me to submit, he wouldn't need such a clumsy tactic.

A little medicine would satisfy all his desires.

I don't think he would have picked that occasion at all if he had wanted to play the thrill.

As Jade Pot Ice once said, I stabbed someone in the eye. Many people knew about this. He would not fail to find out before hunting.

But, do we really have such tacit understanding?

Then why does he want to bully me? Doesn't he know that I hate being forced?

I don't like being forced, either in the matter of men and women or anything else.

Could just being drunk explain everything?

I don't think so. I've never been a patient person.

No matter how good he is to me, I have my own bottom line. If, he was truly drunk, he … He was so drunk that day, I've never seen him like that. Besides, it wasn't just his eyes that were drunk. Perhaps, it was his heart as well.

I vaguely remember, his heart, that day was also drunk.

Maybe. He had too many stories.

I don't know. I … However, he vaguely remembered that he wasn't extremely heartless back then. He had even left some leeway for his attacks.

Maybe I shouldn't have defended the sinners, but...

But if he... He's my guardian, yet he brazenly bullied me. Aren't you afraid that I'll sue him?

Even if he has the ability to transcend the heavens, I don't think I have the charm to provoke a hornet's nest like him.

Looking at the knife in his hand, I don't think he has the confidence to play another exciting game with me.

Then, perhaps, he was really wrong.

He didn't want to explain, and I didn't need to.

Since he admitted his wrongs, should I continue pestering him?

So what if he was entangled?

Should we continue to hurt each other, after these two or three years, or even longer?

Or should I become an ungrateful and ungrateful person, unintentional for his sake, not giving him any chance, even betraying his kindness, even if it wasn't me who asked for it?

Let go, I … Can you let go?

If he did, then what would happen to him next? What else could he do to me?

Again, am I afraid?

Well, I can deny it.

So what else? I don't have anything, is it really worth it for him to go through so much trouble to calculate? I couldn't convince myself.

Since that's the case, I … I think my scales have tilted towards him, because I can't prove it.

Even though I am a little unwilling, if I am really deceived, then the only thing I can say is that he did too perfectly.

Life can't stop because of a single injury. We all need some courage, some faith, right?

Slowly smoothing his hair, I'm really not sure what to think.

Yin Yijie took my hand and brought it close to his lips … Slowly, gently imprint and let go …

After that night, he changed … There was always a vague touch with me and I had to be polite and obvious, although each time, with a very slow gesture, I could always refuse, and then treat me with the attitude of a man towards a woman.

Yes, I've thought of it. The change now is that he no longer treats me as a little baby and dotes on me.

I took a deep breath, wondering if this was a man's trick, a trick to coax girls.

Frowning, he asked, "You slept so well this morning, you've just had dinner. Do you want to take a break? I'm going to read. "

Yin Yijie leaned on the arm of the sofa and shook his head lightly. He pulled my hand and said: "I just want to guard you …"

Err … I'm dizzy!

I stood up, not wanting to bother with him any longer. This person's words were getting more and more ludicrous.

"Can you give me a hand?" Yin also looked up at me.

Alas, who made him sicker than I? I reached out, bent down, and helped him up.

Fortunately, he was quite obedient and quickly stood up.

There's no problem with my illness. I'll be fine after two days of rest.

Yin Yijie's wound, on the other hand, was broken and broken. It took him almost a week to heal.

During the day, when I was in class, he slept. When I came home at night, he would stay with me and take care of me; when I was asleep, he would slip up to my bed.

But I don't know what happened after I fell asleep.

He was shameless and full of shit.

On Friday, when I made dinner and carried it to the table, he sat and waited with chopsticks.

Yin Yijie smiled and looked at me slobberingly. He shook his head. "I took care of a lot of things during the day."

I scooped up a bowl of red dates and lamb shinbone glutinous rice porridge and made him a nanny.

The porridge and vegetables have been packed. I'll just do it, it's very convenient.

"Where?" Yin Yi took a sip and looked at me happily, fawning on me, "I will be the guardian of this place. I will support my family. I will rest for a few days now and then. Is that alright?" This little one is the most obedient, and knows how to be on leave, right? "

I was speechless.

When dinner was ready, I sat down and ate with Comfortable.

"Miss Lin …" Comfortable busy to clean up the kitchen, according to my call, just decline.

I sat at the kitchen table, clutching my chopsticks. I didn't know what to make of it.

I don't really want to understand them.

However, it was clearly time to eat, so he didn't allow himself to eat. Could it be that later, he would take out a dry steamed bun and hide in a corner to nibble on it?

Yin Yijie didn't intend to mistreat him, right?

Or was he a masochist?

Actually, I don't really have to care about his or Guan Yin's family or personal matters.

It's just that, comfortable every day is actually very hard, in addition to being like a full-time nanny to take care of me considerately, but also to take care of Yin Yijie.

Even a man made of iron would need time to eat and rest.