Yin Yijie looked at me, stretched out his warm big hand, touched my head, and stroked my back.
A slight sigh, infinite pity.
After a while, I opened my mouth mechanically, ate a spoonful, and then another spoonful.
Braised brain flowers taste really good, better than smelling.
It is fragrant and delicious, far from comparable to tofu.[
The tip of the tongue licked the corners of the lips and tasted the rest of the taste, fresh and pure.
Yin Yijie kept feeding me, just like when I was sick, feeding me seriously, carefully, and satisfied.
Seeing that the plate was almost half empty, I suddenly felt like I was born.
Lowering his head, blushing his face, stretching out his hand to look for the spoon, and gently said, "I'm going to eat myself."
Suddenly, I turned my head and looked at the water lily, and I felt like a fool.
I still eat when I'm full, but I'm so embarrassed today
Yin Yijie seemed to have picked up two million original stocks, staring at me tightly, and his starry eyes were particularly shining with joy.
The movement became more and more meticulous, and I still scooped a spoonful and sent it to my mouth.
His palms were warmer than the hot dishes in the hot pot. His fingers gently stroked my hand, smooth and elastic, and felt
I just felt my heartbeat started to be messy and accelerated unlimitedly, trying to use up all the calm I had just accumulated.
This monster has profound magic power and is as deserted as me, and cannot resist his erosion every day.
If this continues, I can't guarantee that I can sit straight and not lean towards my broad shoulders, which are only a few inches away.
"Obe obedient." Yin Yijie looked at me, his voice lower and softer.
More full of temptation...
No one has ever stopped his temptation.
Finally, I took the sheep's brain obediently.
Yin Yijie's eyes were staring at my lips with a fiery look, as if what I was swallowing was not a spoon.
I, I don't know how to describe his eyes and how I felt at that time.
I just think this man is really a talented person. With such a simple glance, there are thousands of extremely ambiguous meanings in it. It makes my face beating enthusiastically. [
I looked at the table of food and saw Yin Yijie still looking at me. I quickly lowered my head and whispered: "You eat quickly, the food is going to be cold."
Yin Yijie picked up the chopsticks, nodded and smiled, "Yeah, okay." The free hand-telling novels are all in guli