Yin Yijie's face was full of forbearance, depression and unwillingness, but he was not ready to say anything to me.

I don't need to be perfunctory or explain; it's just what you really take me as, that's the truth.

"I love you, I only love you.

Hu Lan and I have nothing to do, you know.

You can't do this to me, Ke'er, I only love you."[

Yin Yijie's gray eyes were cold, as cold as if they were about to condense the surrounding air, sparkling with little ice crystals.

The hands were clenched into fists, and the long and perfect fingers clenched and unclenched from time to time. The nails were so long that they hadn't been cut in a long time.

However, when a man is unreliable, he can pretend to be anything and fake everything, even his every move and every move, just don't believe him.

Maybe he really loves me too, and I can’t beat him to death with a stick. I laughed:

"If that's the case, it's really embarrassing for you.

Nine times out of ten things go wrong, and the person you love may not be able to stay together forever; there is actually nothing wrong with the person who stays together forever, so why bother with self-torture?

Some things are boring to put it bluntly.

I think you are very good, so you don’t need to come to express condolences to me. I am also very good.”

Pushing the chair away, Yin Yijie didn't stop me. I stood in front of the window and looked outside.

In midsummer, all things grow. The nanmu, which is difficult to grow, is also lush and green, and the pines and cypresses are also green.

Grass and trees also have feelings, and they will grow if you irrigate them frequently.

The ancient vines and vines on the tree-lined avenue were covered with a thick layer, completely blocking the street lights below.

At night, there are some stars twinkling. Although the night sky in this city is a bit dark, you still stare at this troubled world with wide eyes, and some dramas continue to play out for a long time.

There is a pair of arms that wrap around me, getting tighter and tighter.

I find it a bit boring.

Men all like ancient times, with three wives and four concubines; those who don’t like it are simply incompetent.

However, I heard that women nowadays are also starting to have sexual intercourse and want seven or eight or nine men;

Of course, it’s not just YY. Not to mention women like Wu Zetian, and not to mention women who sell themselves, in fact, don’t you see that Fan Yiyi has a lot of men?
Chapter completed!