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Chapter 647: Broken Dreams Formal Cold War 8

I looked at me comfortably and strangely, and said nothing.

I raised my eyebrows, went out, and went to my bedroom.

The curtains have been opened and the bed is neatly tidy.

The pink princess house is so beautiful.

The crystal emits a sparkling brilliance, as gorgeous as ever in its own corner, so quiet and so pure.[

I wonder if I kiss it, will it drop its value?

Yin Yijie, I gave me such a good thing, but

I really dare not say that he will have such a relationship.

It's like a perverted girl training game in rumors.

That taboo and secret passion!

We have a big difference.

He is so mysterious and lofty, how can I figure it out thoroughly?

If he didn't say it, I would rather continue to block my ears and let him spoil my happiness.

However, the wind blew a pond of spring water, and the ice melted, and I couldn't continue to block the audio-visual.

Holding a kettle, I watered the flowers on the balcony.

I came out and poured the outside as well.

Although I usually do these things comfortably, Yin Yijie will water the flowers occasionally, but I sometimes rob it, so everyone is used to watering anyone who sees the flower pot dry.

I carried the kettle and passed by him, hesitated for a moment, and went to the balcony as if nothing had happened.

There are many flowers in the living room balcony and it is large.

I poured it carefully and confirmed that no water overflowed before I finished it.

The balcony has the best lighting, but it looks very dark today. I can't even see the keyboard clearly when I turn on the computer.

But that was Yin Yijie's business. I would turn on the lights for him occasionally.

But he is an adult. If he can't see clearly, he will naturally get up and do it himself.

Put down the kettle, pass by him, and go back to the house.[

Yin Yijie didn't raise his head from beginning to end, he didn't look at me, nor did he mean to speak.

His subordinates kept typing on the keyboard.

"Pula"

The sound was loud and messy, as if I had disturbed his work or disrupted his rhythm.

Since that's the case, I pursed my lips and went to the restaurant to have dinner.

I've always been able to eat on time lately, I'm used to it
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