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"Neck, twist it."

Wu Chu secretly twisted his neck and glanced at the man: "..."

He honestly twisted his sprained neck back, and muttered to Yin Jin, "I haven't finished knitting yet..."

Yin Jin had a few fur balls and a knitting needle in his hands, and a stack of scarves folded into squares on his knees. He frowned slightly as if thinking of something, and said, "Is it because of knitting this, bowing your head too much?" Have you had problems with your neck for a long time?"

Otherwise, how could you sprain your neck just by turning your head?

As a race car driver, Wu Chu's neck has to bear huge centrifugal force when driving a racing car, and he also has daily training for the neck's bearing capacity. The neck's bearing capacity is much higher than that of ordinary people.

It doesn't make sense to sprain your neck just by turning your head.

Wu Chu coughed, and he said with a serious face: "It's okay, it will be fine in a while."

"small issue."

Yin Jin raised his eyes and looked at him. Seeing that Wu Chu was trying to appear normal and nonchalant, he was silent for a while and said lightly, "A small problem?"

"Who just pulled my clothes anxiously because my neck was so twisted that I couldn't kiss anyone?"

Like a pup who can't drink milk, he pulled his clothes vigorously and kissed him in a hurry.

Wu Chu: "..."

He became angry from embarrassment and said, "Who told you to stand? How can I kiss in a wheelchair?"

When Wu Chu was kissed for the first time, he was so dazed by the kiss that he sat in a wheelchair in a daze and realized that this was not going to work. When Yin Jin told him to open his mouth, he opened his mouth, and when he asked him to breathe, he panted. He was alive and well. Like a little virgin who has never been in a relationship.

Thinking of this, Wu Chu stared straight at Yin Jin, lowered his voice and said to kiss him again, Yin Jin leaned over, touched the tip of his nose with his nose, and Wu Chu stopped him and said, "I'll do it."

In the end, Wu Chu bumped and kissed Yin Jin without saying a word, and because he kissed Yin Jin indiscriminately, the wound on his neck was pulled. Yin Jin, who opened his eyes, saw him frowning and thought Wu Chu couldn't breathe, so she wanted to get up slightly, to let him relax.

But he didn't expect him to get up together, and Wu Chu, who twisted his neck, thought that his kissing skills were so bad that he ran away with the kiss, and because he couldn't stretch his neck to reach his lips, he could only pull his clothes anxiously, looking alive Just like the pup who was served a food plate, he was finally dragged back and gritted his lower lip fiercely with his canine teeth.

Because he was reluctant to use too much force, rubbing his lower lip with his canine teeth was like tickling someone, and he just wanted to be teased by someone grabbing his jaw and pressing the canine teeth with his thumb.

Yin Jin looked at Wu Chu a little annoyed, he hooked his lips, and coaxed with a little smile in his eyes, "Then you stand up and kiss again?"

"I won't move this time, I will do whatever you tell me to do."

But Wu Chu could only hold back a sentence: "No kiss."

He thought fiercely, when he recovered, he would definitely kiss Yin Jin until his feet became weak and he couldn't breathe, so he could only act coquettishly and beg for mercy from him. After thinking about it, Wu Chu groaned at him with red ears Said: "Stay, stay until next time."

After finishing speaking, he reached out for the scarf folded into squares on Yin Jin's knee and whispered, "I haven't finished knitting this one, I'll give it to you after knitting it."

He originally thought that after finishing knitting this little rabbit scarf that Yin Jin likes, he would find a night with stars and moon, buy a bouquet of flowers, and neatly code the recipes he wrote, and then discuss it with Yin Jin Can you give him a chance.

He even thought about the opening remarks. Those who can cook can't play without him; those who can play can't cook without him; those who can cook and play can't knit scarves; The scarf knitter is not as good at driving as he is.

But Yin Ling's appearance let Wu Chu know that if he doesn't fight now, there will be more people like Yin Ling later.

But he has no idea that there is someone who has paved the road for him and opened it up. As long as he wants, he can easily step in anytime and anywhere.

Yin Jin watched Wu Chu take away the squared scarf, and said in a low voice, "Weave it after your neck is healed."

"It's almost finished anyway."

Wu Chu didn't agree, he just stuffed the scarf behind his buttocks, and didn't say a word.

Yin Jin was a little helpless, he squatted down, put his cool fingertips on the back of Wu Chu's hand, raised his eyes and said to him, "Give it to me on New Year's Eve."

"Then spend New Year's Eve with me."

There is still more than a week before New Year's Eve, these days and nights are enough for Wu Chu to slowly tinker with the things in his hands.

Wu Chu was stunned for a long time before he hesitated and whispered: "Is it possible?"

Yin Jin just stared at him, clasped his hand behind his fingers and said softly, "Yes."

As long as Wu Chu is willing.

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"Eldest Young Master, Young Master's room has been tidied up and arranged in the original order according to your instructions."

The old housekeeper bowed slightly towards Wu Han who was on the sofa, but Wu Han with tired eyes and brows only remained silent, and then said hoarsely: "He doesn't have anything here, please don't touch his room for the New Year's Eve arrangement."

Only now did Wu Han know how much Wu Chu had been neglected in the Wu family these years.

He always thought that Wu Zongsheng took advantage of the incident between Wu Chu and Chu E when he was a child, and forcibly sending Wu Chu abroad to practice racing was Wu Zongsheng's way of protecting Wu Chu's illegitimate son in private.

After all, Wu Zongsheng himself must know that he left Wu Han's real brother in the countryside for so many years and only regarded him as a weight to threaten his mother. Doting in every possible way will definitely attract suspicion.

So on the surface, he ignored Wu Chu and threw him abroad to contact the racing car, but in private, he must have secretly helped him.

So Wu Han always thought that Wu Chu's life in foreign countries must be prosperous. With Wu Han's inability to make a move abroad, and Wu Zongsheng's private support, how could his life be worse?

Even in Wu's house, he thought that the servants of Wu's house watched Wu Zongsheng's face and acted in private, and were indifferent to Wu Chu in front of him, but secretly dared not neglect Wu Chu behind his back.

He always thought that Wu Chu had a good life under the protection of Wu Zongsheng these years, so he hated this illegitimate son who took up the position of his own brother even more.

But today, he followed those servants to pack Wu Chu's things in the guest room, all of which were daily necessities such as toiletries, and his personal items were pitifully small, and even those toiletries were all disposable items from the hotel.

Wu Chu acquiesced that even if he returned to Wu's house, there would be no servants to prepare these things for him, so he put those things in his room.

Wu Han took a deep breath, rubbed his face hard, and saw that when those scattered things were sent back to Wu Chu's room, the whole room was still terribly empty.

Now Wu Han is sitting on the sofa, smoking cigarettes silently, one after another, listening to the old butler say to him with some relief and expectation: "Will the young master come back this year's New Year's Eve?"

Wu Han lowered his eyes, pressed the scarlet cigarette butt in the ashtray, was silent for a while, and said hoarsely: "I asked him."

"He said it was impossible."

After that, he raised his head and put his hands on the browbones, murmured bitterly: "He would rather spend New Year's Eve alone in the hotel like before, than come back."

How much did you hate him to be like this?

The old butler who had watched him grow up was silent at this moment. After all, he could see clearly what kind of life Wu Chu had lived in the Wu family these years. sigh.

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Two days later, the snow in the sky was getting bigger and bigger, and posters of New Year's Eve discount activities had been posted outside many shops. In front of a flower shop not far from Yin's private hospital, a man in an old coat pushed open flowers shop glass doors.

The owner of the florist looked up and was not surprised when he saw the person coming. He just smiled and said, "Is it Jin Xiangyu again today?"

The man in the old coat nodded, a little snow fell on his cold eyes, he seemed to have walked over, his shoes were soaked with snow, his pale face was quiet and silent.

He was born really well, even though he was wearing an old overcoat, but the aura around him was there, making people unforgettable. He looked serious while looking for change in his wallet with lowered eyes, as if he came out to work part-time on Sunday to get change for A young man who buys flowers for his lover.

The flower shop owner handed him the wrapped Jin Xiangyu, and said with a smile, "Has the person you like forgiven you yet?"

Shen Qiuze handed over the money, took the bouquet carefully, and said softly with a hoarse voice, "He has a bad temper."

The subtext of the discourse is that it has not been forgiven.

The flower shop owner sighed a little when he heard the words. The man in front of her would come to her flower shop almost every day to buy a bouquet of Jinxiangyu. Jinxiangyu is a kind of yellow rose, and the words of the yellow rose are an apology to the lover.

For so many days, regardless of the wind and snow, the flower shop owner can see men, and sometimes even when it is close to closing time, she can still see men rushing over, carefully picking out the remaining Jin Xiangyu.

The flower shop owner smiled at Shen Qiuze in front of him, "Maybe he's still losing his temper, it will be fine in a few days."

Shen Qiuze lowered his eyes, and carefully protected the bouquet of flowers with his coat. Hearing this, he nodded quietly to the boss, and raised his legs to leave.

The glass door of the flower shop was pushed open, and the wind chimes rang. After delivering the bouquet, the clerk untied his scarf, smiled and said to the flower shop owner, "It's delivered, and a young boy picked it up."

"The order for 99 roses?"

The clerk looked young, put the scarf away and sighed to the flower shop owner: "Yes, this is the first time I have entered a private hospital."

"It's very handsome. It was brought in by people all the way. The boy is also very nice, but he looks a little fierce. I was a little scared at first."

"Later he asked me seriously if this is used for confession in the store. I told him yes, and he smiled at me, and the smile was not so fierce."

The flower shop owner also laughed and said, "That boy still has the same name as the race car driver who was involved in an accident in the news before. Both are surnamed Wu, even the last word is the same."

The man at the entrance of the flower shop who was about to open the glass door stopped at the door without moving, as if he had froze in place in vain.

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