C43

His etiquette really impressed me. I didn't pay much attention to him before, but I felt that he was very polite. Only when I saw Brian did I know that his rules were very English and very gentleman. Of course not, ha...

Comfortable car, a red Buick, new.

Unlike Yin Yijie's car, this one felt comfortable and also had an air of nobility. The seats were handmade and not only extremely spacious but also soft and comfortable. Leaning on it was a good rest. If you are in a good mood, you can fill your fantasies; if you are tired, you can have a good night's sleep.

I'm in a good mood right now. He looked out the window at the blue sky and saw a white cloud floating past. Although the tawny windows were coated with a layer of gray, the overall effect was still very good. I turned the seat into a reclining position, turned my head, and opened my eyes.

People on the streets were in a hurry. They came home from work, they were busy with work, they went out to play after school, and they were preparing to go home for the new year …

"Miss Mo, your teacher said that you are a good student." Young Master Yin is very happy. " Comfortable suddenly opens his mouth and communicates to me the spirit of the meeting.

I was happy, too, that he could finally talk to me, and that Yin Yijie was also happy that I had done well.

The car turned a corner at the crossroads, not in the direction of our house, but to … It seemed to be that five-star hotel.

Since the first time Yin Yijie invited me to dinner, he has welcomed me. Even though I often eat the dishes from that restaurant, they were all delivered here. Today is the second time I've been there. Suddenly, I feel a bit excited and, I look forward to it.

Mm, there, the food is pretty good, and I even met some ice jades there.

The image of him, now serious and now fox-like, flashed through my mind. I think he's nice too.

Putting everything else aside, he was Yin Yijie's good friend. I always feel that it's not bad to be a friend of YinYijie.

"Miss Mo, welcome!" The lobby manager graciously opened the car door and cheered loudly, scaring me out of my wits.

He was just distracted for a moment, and then he was here. Song University and that dog-leg manager were both standing in front of me. One of them opened the door for me while the other held the flowers. The white tulips were emitting a faint fragrance …

"Miss Mo, welcome!" Song University reached out to help me get off the car, while passing the flowers to me, and whispered, "Director Yin still has some matters to attend to and might not be able to make it in time. So, I'll give you some flowers first.

I looked up at him and rolled my eyes. I didn't like the way he was putting on an act. Usually when you pick me up, you are so serious.

If Yin Yijie can't come, then let me come to this place by myself to eat, seriously …

With a stomach full of displeasure and a hundred of displeasure, I turned my head to look at comfort. I had an objection.

After getting off the bus comfortably, Song University quickly went to park the car. I stood aside, and the manager opened the door for me.

I walked past all of them, ignoring all the suspicious glances, to an elaborate VIP booth.

This room was much smaller than the last one, but it felt more comfortable, minuscule, and intimate. This normal scale, coupled with exquisite decorations, is more likely to produce a feeling of homesickness.

But I wasn't. I was fine. But when he looked at Tulip and thought of what Song University had said, he felt a little frustrated.

Suddenly, I was wondering if it was legal for my guardian to not see me for so long.

Is there a rule, say, that he has to see me once or twice a week, or that he has to eat with me every day?

Maybe I should check, or consult a lawyer.

The dishes were served very quickly. The ten dishes were still just a small portion. They probably think I'm young, so all the food I've eaten here so far is small. Once in a while, there was something I especially liked to eat, such as onion rings. After eating three or five of them, it was gone. At one point, it made me very depressed.

Sesame cake, a portion of Ciba, with a small plate of sesame powder, fragrant, very appetizing.

With a belly full of anger, I starved for the whole morning, then I glanced at Ciba and started to do it.

"Si … .so hot …."

"Pa … …" Someone standing behind me grabbed my hand and viciously slapped it lightly. With a pampered tone, he shouted, "Girl, what's the rush?"

In that instant, that familiar, yet magnetic, man's elegant voice made me want to cry …

Faint! How can I not be so good at this!

I immediately withdrew my hand, licked my newly scalded fingers, and lowered my head to ignore him.

However, all of his consciousness was attracted to the person behind him.

For a moment, my nose is sore and my eyes are wide open as I stare at a big hand at the corner of my eye. I am ready to make a move, but I don't know where to hit me next.

"I didn't give you anything to eat?" Yin Yijie shifted a chair and sat down beside me. His voice wasn't loud, but it was a bit cold.

He stared at me as if he were even angrier than I was, and his cold eyes fell on my face.

Trembling, I took my fingers out of my mouth and stared at Ciba without looking at him. The culprit! Why are you making it so hot? Are you giving it to others to eat? However, it can't get too hot. I'll be more careful and take another one …

Yin Yijie's big hand is faster than mine. The moment I extend my hand, his hand appears, blocking in front of me. His posture …

I quickly withdrew my hand. I can't afford to hide from domestic violence! I despise it!

When I have the ability, I will definitely counter violence!

Yin Yijie's hand paused for half a second before he laughed silently. He forked a fork with his left hand, rolled some sesame powder, and handed it to me.

Turn around, I'm not eating!

Feeding a Ciba with a slap, I'm not a child anymore, protest!

Yin Yijie looked at me coldly, smiled silently and waved his hand.

I quickly closed my eyes and clenched my fists. If I dare to be violent again, I …

A big hand touched my head, stroked my long hair, extremely gentle.

He suddenly turned his head towards Ciba with a strong force of his hand …

I … He clenched his teeth, prepared to fight to the death!

He was just about to become gentle when he started using violence again. I don't like you!

"If you don't eat it now, it will get cold." Yin Yijie raised his left hand to my lips and looked at me coldly as he warned me.

I raise my head, look at him, I regret it …

Her deep eyes shone like stars, bringing with it the attraction of a black hole in the universe. How am I supposed to resist …

He, it seemed, was still him. Or perhaps, after these past few days, he had finally returned to his original self.

His expression wasn't many. Other than silent laughter and countless sighs, all that was left were his eyes, which were …

That is … The window of his mind. The best way to see something was through his eyes.

In those black eyes that were like the vast Pacific, there was the warmest …

The Pacific Ocean was not only wide and bottomless, but also warm.

On this winter day, the surface might be suffused with cold air, but if one was brave enough and looked for it seriously, they would soon discover that there was a scorching volcano beneath the surface of the ice. An active volcano at the bottom of the Pacific could erupt at any time …

I looked up at him.

He looked down at me.

I looked into his eyes and was soon so absorbed in the black hole that I forgot to breathe, forgot to think, forgot my subject, forgot my situation.

I just looked at him like that, as if, there is my destination there; as if, I've always been looking forward to it and then he appeared …

This is a special kind of reunion, as though we have been together for a thousand years and then separated. Then, at this moment, when we meet again …

Maybe I don't know what it means to be together, but there is a special familiarity, a sense of belonging, like a mother's embrace.

Even if there is a sea of fire and blades beneath the black hole, or even a hell, I should walk a little and then sink.

His eyes were very beautiful, and his eyelashes were very beautiful. Even after looking at them for a long time, he would not feel bored, but instead find them more beautiful the more he looked, and the more he looked, the more he wanted to watch them.

Yin Yijie also looked at me with deep love in his eyes as he stared at me seriously. The separation of these hours is all in itself.

Or maybe, everything was made clear in one glance.

A single glance was enough for a day and night's worth of thoughts and guesses.

I couldn't help but smile and roll my eyes …

His eyes grew brighter and brighter, blinding me for a moment.

I tried to look at him a little longer, a little longer, but it wasn't enough.

However, my eyes were no longer listening to me. They were bewitched by the brilliance of his eyes. I gradually lowered my eyelids until I could see my own eyelashes. They slowly fluttered, leaving only a trace.

He lowered his head even more and leaned close to me. One centimeter, one centimeter, one centimeter …

To my eyes, approaching...

His big hand was at the back of my head, gently holding onto it, bringing it to his bosom …

For a moment, I forgot to refuse.

Let him have my head in his arms.

Two faces, gradually approaching, his breath, blowing on my face, very hot.

When his gaze fell upon my eyes, it was so hot that it froze my breath.

His hands were light, but strong, and he held my head seriously.

Other than smelling his unique fragrance, I can also … Hearing the wiggle of his tongue …

I didn't know what he was going to do, but, for a moment, his mind went blank.

Something natural to women, slowly awakening in me …

His eyes drooped slightly and his breathing slowed down. His mouth opened slightly as though waiting for the promise he made in the previous century to be fulfilled today …

When I heard his breathing, his hand stopped and held my head in place.

The soft lips finally fell …

Fragrant, smooth, warm, light, like the warmest snowflakes, landed between my eyebrows and quickly melted.

Dampness, carrying his fragrance, immediately spread to my entire body, melting me along with it …

The softness between his eyebrows slowly turned into an irresistible itch.

I think he must have known, or he wouldn't have stayed so long on my brow, wouldn't have moved his finger, quivering, toward my lips, wouldn't have touched my lips with the tips of his fingers, and hesitated.

I seem to have lost all resistance because he didn't use force.

When I didn't resist, Yin Yijie seemed to have thought of something for me.

After a long while, he lightly smiled and said: "Her eyebrows are slightly green, and the sandalwood mouth has a thin red color … Hungry? "

With a slight push, my head landed on his shoulder without any suspense.

Ciba brought the heat and fragrance with her. She took the opportunity to attack me and only stopped when she met my tongue …

It smells good, the glutinous rice smells good, the sesame seeds smell good …