Chapter 1798 : The continuous love story with Yin Yijie 3
"What are the plans for the New Year?"
Yin Yijie sighed silently, and in another sentence, it could probably be considered a greeting me, but his tone was still not good.
I plan to be a big deal, ignore it.
What are my plans for being alone?
There were a lot of things in my hand, whether I liked it or not or could bear it, I pressed it down on me in a vast and overwhelming manner.[
Two years, I was given two years of relatively free study time, and then this shocking event was the one that I didn’t even have any mental preparation.
It seems that someone has finished plotting for the rest of his life, but I plan to be a big deal!
"Go to see the ice sculptures? Or, go for a walk by the beach and relax?"
When I heard that I didn't speak, I knew I was angry. Yin Yijie calmed down. He began to be attentive and continued to plan for me.
ignore.
I see some tattered ice sculptures. Whenever the scenic spots are crowded during the Chinese New Year and the holidays, I don’t have that interest.
Humph by the sea!
I can't beat him to death!
I dare to mention the beach to me.
Looking at the sea, is it interesting to be alone?
Well, take a deep breath
"What's wrong? I'm so unhappy? I miss me, but still don't miss me? I'm at home."
Yin Yijie seemed to finally find it boring to fight me. He slowly, slowly, gave me an olive branch, which might be a test.
His tone was deep, as if he was more depressed than me, and he was very careful.
He even wanted to coax me to make me happy, at least to me, it felt like this.
The temperature in the room began to rise, and the wind blowing from the air conditioner was a little dry, and the buzzing sound was very good.
I picked up the phone and leaned against my ears. I slid down, crossed my legs and huddled in the boss's chair, curling myself into a ball.
However, I don't want to go home. I'm busy here, so he actually left me behind.
It seems that it is unintentional at all.[
Humph, unintentional, intentionally bullying me.
If you have the intention, why don’t you come to me? So, ignore him.
I leaned my head on the chair, pressed the chair slightly back, making a squeaking sound; my face was against the leather chair, rubbing and grinding, gentle and comfortable.
From the end to the end, I listened to him and didn't say a word!