Lin Jiyue noticed something strange about him and waved her hand in front of his eyes, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay." Zhuang Licheng shook his head, squeezed her hand a little harder, and clasped her hand tighter.
Lin Jiyue looked into his eyes worriedly, "But since you returned to China, you have become more silent than usual. Is something wrong? If you need my help in any way, you must tell me. I
must……"
Zhuang Licheng's slender fingertips touched her lips. Lin Jiyue's ears felt hot. She was aroused by his sudden and ambiguous actions. All the questions in her mind were blown to pieces, and she even forgot about them.
He knew where he was, his eyes were full of cold concentration, and his eyelashes couldn't help but begin to tremble slightly.
"You just need to be by my side all the time."
Lin Jiyue's face turned red. People came and went in a hurry around her, but she stared blankly at his charming eyes as deep and charming as the sea, as if she had been cast on a body, unable to extricate herself.
The two looked at each other for a long time, and the scene was frozen in this beautiful moment.
The happy time passed quickly, and it was evening in the blink of an eye. Lin Jiyue didn't buy anything. She was tired after shopping for a day. When she got in the car, she was so tired that she collapsed there and didn't want to move.
Zhuang Licheng looked sideways at her lazily slumped look on the seat with her eyes narrowed, and her thin lips curled up slightly.
The car was driving on the highway, and the night slowly fell. The lights gradually lit up, and the whole city was slowly shrouded in bright lights. Lin Jiyue did not ask where she was going, and closed her eyes to rest with confidence.
The colorful lights outside the window fell on her fair face, creating a blend of colors.
In an instant, the years are quiet.
A few more days passed like this, and the two of them stayed together every day until the day when the school started reporting for the new semester.
The new day ushered in the most comfortable morning light. Yi Baihe got up early. Thinking of going to school to meet some good friends today, she felt so comfortable that every pore stretched out. She stretched out
Changed clothes and got out of bed.
It was still early, so she hurriedly went downstairs and turned on the heater. The warmth quickly spread in the room. She picked up her long hair and fixed it with a hairpin that looked like something from an ancient TV series, and put on an apron.
Start getting busy.
Lin Jiyue was in a good mood, humming popular songs while cooking porridge. It was too early, the sun had not yet penetrated the clouds, the sky had not yet completely brightened, and a layer of mist vaguely enveloped her.
The aroma of ginkgo porridge is particularly attractive. When it is cooked, the rice grains tumble and the color is clean.
She twisted the salt and sprinkled it and heard footsteps. Looking back suddenly, Zhuang Licheng was wearing a white shirt. His slender fingers were hooked on the knot of the sapphire blue tie. The white shirt and black suit trousers made his tall figure appear.
He was getting taller and taller, his brows were cold, and his eyes were slightly squinted as he looked at her. Lin Jiyue smiled softly.
At that moment, her smile seemed to light up the still gray sky. Her slender face looked even more lovely because her hair was still a little messy. She looked like a housewife in an ordinary family, wearing an apron, warm and cozy.
It's a bit incredible.
"You're up! You'll be able to have breakfast soon." He turned around and was busy for a while. When he looked back, Zhuang Lizheng leaned against the cabinet and looked at himself. Lin Jiyue wiped herself suspiciously.