I slowly washed my face, and I remembered that Yin Yijie used to always like to wash my face, wash my hands, and take a bath. It seemed

The feeling is unspeakable, as if the wine you drank in old age is actually tasteless now.

Although it is honest and materialistic, realist, there is nothing wrong with it.

Most of the time you drink wine will turn into vinegar. Do you know if you really want me to relish it?

After finishing my clothes, I pushed the door out, and Yin Yijie was still standing at the door, keeping the posture of sending me in.[

Blinking my eyelids, I uttered and walked out.

Yin Yijie caught up with half a step, held my hand again, and did not say much.

However, I can understand the feeling of his fingertips: he will never let go.

It doesn't matter. If this kind of natural thing that is really in front of you, it will naturally break and it has nothing to do with the oath that is piled up into hills.

However, his hands were very comfortable, slightly cool and slightly warm, and the touch was first-class. Needless to say, I really liked my hands in theory.

Besides, at such banquets, some plays must be done, so let it go.

It seemed that after walking around, I returned to the starting point: I was at the mercy of others.

After thinking about it, why take it seriously?

With his random thoughts, he had already followed Yin Yijie to the main hall obediently and walked towards the head of grandma.

Perhaps we haven't seen such a quiet hand in hand for a long time. Soon, people around us discovered that scorching eyes and endless discussions were coming.

"Look, Mr. Yin and Miss Zhuang are so many pairs!"

"Hey, have you seen it? They really have a couple, you can't make a mistake!"

"The newspapers before must have been fake, so it doesn't seem like a breakup!"

"That's not necessarily the case. Didn't I see the makeup and look wrong? Maybe Mr. Yin got married, now"

One sentence made me feel uncomfortable in my stomach and I wanted to vomit.

To be honest, it is really hard to say whether Yin Yijie is really married.

Although my country’s marriage does not accept that way, it just vomits, and I just don’t feel very happy.

Oh, and, what was obvious when he invited Hu Lan out just now.

For example, what is the meaning of the kind of saplings?
Chapter completed!