gentle fall

The Spring Festival is finally over.

Years and years have never belonged to me, parties, entertainment, and meeting guests occupy most of my time.After the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, Wen Huaiyu was finally able to leave the old house and return to his villa.

I sent a message with Ji Yirou a long time ago, agreeing on when I will get home and what to have for lunch.

The messages between the two have not been interrupted, but they have almost never called... No, not almost, it is not at all.

Ji Yirou, this little thing, I don't think you even said a word.

Thinking of this, Wen Huaiyu was a little angry, and was about to go back and pinch her little face, rub her stomach, and ask her if she let someone else in.

Arriving home earlier than the agreed time, she deliberately lowered her voice, put her luggage at the entrance, took off her shoes, walked over barefoot, and then hugged Ji Yirou from behind: "Surprise !"

Ji Yirou was really taken aback by her, there was a wonderful light in her eyes, and her voice was extra soft: "Why did you come back early?"

Wen Huaiyu pinched her earlobe, but didn't notice the unconscious petting in her tone: "I miss you."

After finishing speaking, she couldn't help turning her head, her lips brushed against the girl's small earlobe like white jade, and she always touches it intentionally or unintentionally on weekdays. She flinched a little, and the tips of her ears turned red, which made her extremely happy.

Ji Yirou said softly, "Let go first, the pot is about to start."

Wen Huaiyu said hello, then took a step back, with more warmth in his eyes.

Ji Yirou scooped up the soup, her plain white wrists were folded into graceful arcs, her facial features were cold, her black eyebrows, thin and tightly pursed lips sometimes always revealed a faint sense of desolation and loneliness.

But as long as she gets close to her and stares at her, her plain white cheeks will turn red, and the feeling of desolation will dissipate in an instant, the feeling of a person who does not know love and is gradually sinking into a swamp of desire.

The reprimands and reprimands prepared on the road have long been thrown out of the sky, people's taste buds have memories, she has long been used to the food cooked by Ji Yirou, and when she returned to the old house, she has never tasted anything that suits her appetite.

But tonight, two or three small dishes are light, but very appetizing.

The desire for tongue and tongue was satisfied, Wen Huaiyu began to settle accounts after autumn, holding on to his braids: "Ji Yirou, you have no conscience, why didn't you call me?"

Ji Yirou was listening to music with earphones on, she didn't seem to hear what she was saying clearly, she glanced at her blankly: "What?"

Wen Huaiyu suddenly couldn't ask the question a second time.This sentence looks like a question, but also like a dissatisfied accusation from someone who has been left out for a long time: "Nothing."

"Come here, let me rub your belly."

"Ah."

As usual, the after-dinner routine began, as if there was an illusion that they had spent many, many years together and their hair was gray now.

Bah, bah, bah, she, Miss Wen, is in her prime, why is her hair gray?

Wen Huaiyu lost his temper, stopped rubbing, and picked up his luggage: "I'm going back to my room."

Ji Yirou also stood up: "I'll help you."

"Go and listen to your song."

She carried the suitcase by herself, and went upstairs with a bang bang bang, her steps were extremely fast, as if she was angry.

Ji Yirou stood where she was, looked at her back, and smiled.Soon, she put down her phone and took off her earphones - it was clearly quiet there, and there was no melody.

Wen Huaiyu has always had a bad temper, and now the more he thinks about it, the more he feels depressed. When will she, Miss Wen, need to ask others, why didn't you call me? !

fired!Fire now!

This butler is so incompetent!

The suitcase was placed on the ground, and she even kicked a corner of the suitcase, but she quickly calmed down and told herself: Wen Huaiyu, this is not what you should do.

It seems that he is really angry, how can he do such an unmannered thing.

She took a deep breath, gasped, and laughed at herself.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

The culprit didn't know to hide away, and even delivered it to the door himself.

Wen Huaiyu went to open the door with a cold expression: "What's the matter?"

Ji Yirou could see that she was angry, and didn't ask why, but just asked: "You told me on WeChat before, did you bring me a photo?"

Wen Huaiyu responded lightly, and pointed to the suitcase on the ground: "Here, it's over there, find it yourself. Hurry up, I'm going to rest."

She took a step back and let Ji Yirou into her room.

This is the first time Ji Yirou entered her room.

Aside from that night, the casual kisses in the closet, and the occasional positioning sent by Wen Huaiyu, the relationship between the two is still peaceful and warm.

She seems to be just Wen Huaiyu's housekeeper, waiting for her to go home every day, leaving lights for her, and waiting for her.

However, a housekeeper should not enter the owner's room at night, let alone flip through the contents of the owner's suitcase.

"This one……"

Wen Huaiyu was watching from the sidelines, but suddenly saw Ji Yirou dig out her underwear... her face turned red all of a sudden, she rushed over to grab the clothes, and gave Ji Yirou a fierce look.

Ji Yirou explained helplessly: "I didn't intend to touch your...underwear."

Wen Huaiyu frowned, as if she was too excited and deliberate, so she made a calm gesture again: "No. I just saw that you have been looking for a long time, so I will help you."

She rummaged around, took out a thick stack of photos from under her coat, and handed it to her.

Ji Yirou was surprised: "So many?"

Wen Huaiyu withdrew his hand: "Don't pull it down."

Ji Yirou pursed her lips, smiled softly, and raised a finger: "Just one, just give me one."

Wen Huaiyu smiled, Ji Yirou was never greedy, she always knew it.

What she didn't know was that the less greedy people may be the most greedy people.These people can control their desires simply because they want more than others.

"Choose yourself."

She frowned, but she didn't realize that the coldness had already melted away.

Ji Yirou began to carefully select the photos, her eyebrows and eyes were clean and gentle, Wen Huaiyu looked at her from the side, thinking, pick one more... She can also reluctantly agree, who told me that she is too good-looking, every photo They're all beautifully shot.

Thinking of this, she seemed to have forgotten that when she was collecting luggage in the old house, these photos were originally intended to be given to Ji Yirou.

After more than ten minutes, Ji Yirou picked up a photo, carefully smoothed the corners, and smiled: "I have chosen, I want this one."

She only chose one, and it seemed that all her mental activities just now were superfluous, Wen Huaiyu coughed slightly uncomfortably: "Just one."

Ji Yirou replied firmly: "Just one."

Wen Huaiyu took the photo angrily: "Let me see."

She had to take a good look at it, and if she didn't pick the best one, she had to laugh at Ji Yirou's taste.

But...she lowered her head, then froze.

How could it be this photo?

Not long after returning to Wen's house, the girl stood on the lawn outside the villa with a silent expression and cold eyes, with the blue sky and white clouds behind her, and the sun was shining brightly, but her expression was cold and melancholy that was incompatible with the outside world, as if hating with the whole world.

Where is the half-clear and delicate look now.

Ji Yirou approached her, and asked cautiously: "Is it not possible?"

Wen Huaiyu raised his head, his expression became extremely gentle, and stroked her hair: "Of course."

Unintentionally, she was easily healed of all her barbs, put away her vigilance and defenses, and revealed an extremely sincere heart: "These are originally for you."

Ji Yirou gave a soft ah, surprised and sighed, she held nearly a hundred photos in her hands, a little childish: "It's all mine."

Wen Huaiyu looked at her with a smile: "It's all yours."

Ji Yirou pulled her to sit down, lowered her head, looked serious and focused: "Let me see, you are smaller in this picture... This one, you are wearing the school uniform of No. [-] Middle School, this is junior high school... There is this one, this one is really pretty."

Wen Huaiyu took the photos and pointed them to her one by one: "This is when I was 13 years old. At that time, the whole family went to skydive on the snow mountain together. The one next to me is my second brother."

"You have a nice smile, are you having a good time?"

"Yes," Wen Huaiyu said flatly, "I was very happy that day."

But when camping at night, Wen Ming tricked her out and even tried to throw her in the snow.She didn't even remember how she went back in the end, but she clearly remembered that she didn't cry, not even a single tear.

Ji Yirou picked up the first selected photo: "This one. When is this one?"

Wen Huaiyu froze for a moment, paused, and then smiled: "I forgot."

Ji Yirou didn't ask any more questions, and skipped to the next photo. Wen Huaiyu was riding a horse on the vast prairie, with a heroic posture and clear facial features. She was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and she couldn't see the gloomy girl at all. look like.

Looking at the photos one by one, both of them were sleepy, but they insisted on not going to sleep. In the end, they were so sleepy that they couldn't open their eyes. They just sat on the ground and fell asleep at some point.

The next day, when Wen Huaiyu woke up early, she found herself lying on the ground. Fortunately, the heating in the house was fully turned on and the floor was covered with a thick cashmere carpet. In her arms.

!!!

What kind of situation is this? Could it be that she is really too hungry and thirsty, and she has already turned into a sinful beast while half asleep and half awake last night?

Wen Huaiyu took a deep breath, regained his sanity after being shocked, and saw clearly that both of them were wearing their clothes neatly, and nothing unspeakable happened at all.

The person in her arms was fast asleep, and leaned into her arms restlessly, the tip of her tall nose rubbed against her collarbone, making it itchy.This kind of unconscious action is always full of dependence and trust.

Some people hide their feelings very deeply, even if they are engraved in the bottom of their hearts, what they show is just the flying shadows reflected on the water surface, but it is even more heartbreaking.

Wen Huaiyu was very ticklish, when she rubbed her, he wanted to laugh, but held back, looked at her secretly for a while, and then pinched the tips of her ears.

What should I do? How could she fit her aesthetics so well?

Whether it's her beautiful and moving eyebrows, or her clear and clean voice, or the lingering, lonely and desolate tenderness in her body, she just likes it, and it also makes her feel that raising a little bird at home, It's quite a pleasant thing.

She lowered her head, and gently covered her lips, brushing them like a feather, very lightly, without leaving a trace.

This was the second kiss between them, a secret kiss that belonged only to her.

It was still half dark outside the window, and the drowsiness returned. Wen Huaiyu rubbed Ji Yirou's hair, and said in a soft voice, "Little Queer...well, hug me."

In the early morning light, when the halo was intertwined, she fell asleep again.

When she closed her eyes and her consciousness was confused, she was hugged tightly into a warm embrace again.

The author has something to say: the update is a bit late these days...

Because I added a group with a daily code of [-], this is the point after I finish writing, and I will revise the article or something

It should be updated sooner tomorrow.

Thanks to the little angels who voted for [Landmine]: Yuan Tao and Jiang Li did not meet one;