I love Yin Yijie, give him first, give it up and give up all the reasons, isn’t it great to be happy?
Why do we always care about dogma and utilitarianism?
Looking up and looking at him, I smiled faintly, but happy.
"Silly girl"
Yin Yijie kissed me gently, took a deep breath almost inauspiciously, returned his nightgown, picked me up, put it on the balcony sofa, gave me a dry towel, said,
"If you want to move, wipe your hair. If you don't want to move, forget it. I'll go clean the room and don't think too much, huh?"
"Um."
I nodded. With him, I didn't have to think about anything, and even the toothpaste for brushing my teeth was squeezed.
"So well-behaved, people love it to the core"
Yin Yijie kissed me gently and murmured softly, and I could hear it clearly.
Haha, leaning against the sofa, I wiped my hair one after another, curled up a few of the long hairs falling down, and put them in a small garbage can on the side.
The woman made me a glass of brown sugar water.
I blushed immediately, she must have known.
I think I must know that although I am not at home.
Turning his head and looking out the window, he tried hard not to think about this.
At least from last summer vacation to now, I didn’t expect that Yin Yijie actually wanted to wait for me to grow up and feel more acceptable.
After all, legally speaking, after I was sixteen, this kind of thing was not strictly restricted.
And I have been willing to do so long ago.
Yin Yijie kept giving in to me.
I really don't need to be moved, but I still feel honored and happy
The corners of the lips kept curling, as if they could not let go.
It is difficult to pretend that this is not the case and calm down.
But I didn't experiment with my willpower because I didn't feel it was necessary.
If you want to laugh, just do it.[
At least, Yin Yijie hopes to see me happy.
Like, I want to be happy to see him.
He kept looking at me and gave me happiness; should I learn and give some?
Gently pinching the jasmine flowers, the faint fragrance, I thought, I found the answer.