His fingernails are well trimmed and look extremely clean.
Obviously, he was hinting at the hygiene habits I should have.
Er, take it, just take it. I took it, took one, and wiped my mouth clean.
The refreshing paper towel, with the faint scent of lavender, lingers on the corners of the lips and fingertips, so close yet so far away.
I lowered my head and pursed my lips, recalling the smell of papaya just now. It was Chai Chai. It was nothing special, but in my stomach, I enjoyed it very much.[
Yin Yijie drove slowly, but it was obviously not the way home. I raised my eyelids, looked at him, and said seriously:
"I still have homework to do."
Yin Yijie turned around, stretched out his hand to push away the broken hair from my forehead, and looked at me!
There must be something in his eyes that burned me, making me lower my eyes.
*
Sit in your seat honestly and wait for my guardian's arrangements. It's not a big deal anyway.
Suddenly, the red light in the rearview mirror kept flashing, and a string of numbers lit up in the middle, which looked a bit like the red lights in entertainment venues.
Immediately afterwards, Yin Yijie probably pressed a certain place on the steering wheel, and there was a roar in the car. There was a mixture of lights, wine and wine, and the singing and heroic words were interspersed among them.
"Young Master Yin, where are you?" A delicate female voice still retained a melodious tone even as she yelled.
I frowned slightly and soon regained my composure. I looked out the car window at the endless flow of people and traffic, speechless.
"On the way." Yin Yijie's tone was much lighter, and he glanced at me from the rearview mirror with an unhappy expression.
"Young Master Yin, everyone is here and waiting for you. Come quickly!" Another female voice was obviously much more coquettish.
"I'm not going tonight, you guys have fun." Yin Yijie responded impatiently and was about to cut off the phone.
"Young Master Yin, we all know that you like the new and dislike the old. After all, we are friends. Why don't you come and sit down and have a drink?" A man's perplexing voice was lazily filled with alcohol and complaints.
Yin Yijie pursed his lips and said calmly: "Young Master Yu, you are joking. I really have something to do today. How about I treat you to another day?"
"Does Mr. Yin have a new love? Why don't you bring her to see her? I'll treat you."