"Yan Yeyi...you...don't cry." I pushed him away with all my strength, and was caught off guard when I looked at Yan Yeyi who was choking.
"Yan Yeyi, please, don't cry." I held his face and burst into tears.
"Yan Yeyi, what did I do wrong? Please don't cry, okay?" After a lot of effort, I finally moved him to the car, but he was still buried in my arms and refused to raise his head.
"Yan Yeyi, I'm warning you! If you do this again I'll leave." I pushed him away angrily, this idiot, why is a grown man so childish?
‘Whoops--’ I was about to open the car door and get out of the car. Just a second later, Yan Ye started the engine, and a red car shadow cut across the street on a rainy night.
"Yan Yeyi, is this your home?" I took a hair dryer to blow his long, brown hair while looking at the suite of this small Western-style house again.
This guy actually drove me to this small bungalow in the rain. The room was very simple and neat.
What's strange to me is that there are actually girls' pajamas here? They fit me very well! Could it be that this is Yan Yeyi's greenhouse, specially designed for girls?
Yan Yeyi didn't answer me. He got up and pulled me into the bathroom and asked me to stand by the faucet.
"Where?" Yan Yeyi suddenly took my left hand and squeezed a lot of hand sanitizer onto my hand, as if my hand had touched something disgusting and dirty.
"What?" What is this idiot doing? Why do you have to wash my hands?
"Where did that toad kiss?" Yan Ye rinsed the back of my hand over and over again until the skin turned white before wiping it dry with a dry towel.
Toad? Honey? Did he mean Darius? Is this guy jealous?
"Brush your teeth!" Yan Yeyi took out a disposable toothbrush again, squeezed out toothpaste for me, and brought it to my mouth.
This guy is so cute, Darius just touched the corner of his mouth gently
But I still put the toothbrush into my mouth obediently, brushing left and right
"Did he stick out his tongue?" Yan Yeyi continued to supervise me brushing my teeth for the seventh time, looking at me seriously.
"Gulu gulu..." After spitting out the last sip of water, my jaw was almost dislocated. If I continued brushing, my teeth would really reflect the light.
"No!" I curled my lips, rolled my eyes at him, walked into the bedroom, and put on my contact lenses.
This guy, does he think everyone is as bad as him? Really?