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Chapter 167: What else can I do besides reconciliation? 1

Wrong, wrong?

What are we wrong?

Is it wrong?

I have no idea,

All I know is that when I wake up in the morning, I see him.

There was a trace of light behind him, although it was not sunny enough; but for me who had just woken up, it happened to be.

Not dazzling, not dazzling, but a kind of real, real,

I tried my best to get it out of the way, but his deep eyes were a little reluctant,

Someone is sad for you, and I am very moved, right?

Seeing his eyes deep, his eyes were dark, and his face was a little pale, could I be determined?

I might be able to leave him with the rest of my strength,

But what happens if I leave him?

In such a weak situation, what else can I do besides reconciliation?

Even if he is not my guardian, he is still caring about me now.

And he can give me whatever I want!

Although, he has to force me to what I don’t want!

Alas, that's just this headache.

Yin Yijie gave me too little, but too much.

The psychological endurance of my age fifteen is more than my psychological endurance.

However, I really have no other choice.

Completely unconsciously, I stretched out my arms, touched his messy hair, bit my lower lip, and asked in a low voice: "Is it serious?"

Yin Yijie smiled, his eyes shining, his brilliance was shining, he grabbed my hand tightly, leaned closer to his lips, shook his head gently, shook his head,

I really never thought that he was so pretty, but his laughable expression really hurts his image, very childish,

Yin Yijie kissed my finger and quickly let go,[

Rubbing the top of my head, my hair, muttering to myself, "Get it up quickly, no matter what, as long as you think about it, I will try my best to do it."

He put my hand into the bed,

I turned my head and looked at the window. Should I really open it and let the sunlight come in?

In that case, I can't continue to sleep, but I have to get up

"Does your head still hurt? Do you want to get up?" Yin Yijie carefully pushed apart the two hairs on my face and asked softly.

I blinked my eyes, thought for a while, and said, "Yeah, it's much better. What's the week to go?"

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