gentle fall

Ji Yirou said that she has trained, it seems that she is not lying.The techniques, skills, and strength were all just right, and except for the inexplicable embarrassment at the beginning, Wen Huaiyu felt very relaxed throughout the whole process.

Yes, just relax.

She finally found a suitable word to describe the feeling of getting along with the two of them.

It's not the kind of relaxation that just says what you want to say; it's the kind of relaxation that, with Ji Yirou at the side, she can close her eyes, like a cloud floating in the clear sky in late autumn, with a clear mind and ease.

The one-hour session is over quickly.

At the final stage of soothing, Wen Huaiyu sat up, rubbed his fingertips between his eyebrows lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "You're fine."

The corners of Ji Yirou's lips were bent, her beautiful eyes were bright and clear, and there was a smile deep in her eyes, smiling softly, just looking at her quietly.

There was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, her cheeks seemed to be whiter, and her chin was pointed, revealing a feeling of pity for me.The plain white cheongsam outlines a coquettish figure, and the magnolia buckle on the top was loosened at some point, revealing a small piece of snowy and tender skin...

I don't know which nerve was touched, Wen Huaiyu suddenly said: "I need a housekeeper in my house. Are you going?"

The girl was stunned, her thick eyelashes fluttering, she blinked, puzzled and confused, she opened the sticky note and typed: "Housekeeper?"

The corners of Wen Huaiyu's lips twitched, and his smile was bright and moving: "Yes. Housekeeper. I live in the villa alone, no one takes care of it, and my family doesn't worry about me living alone. You need money, I know, I will give you a high enough salary , you don’t have to stay here anymore.”

Ji Yirou hesitated, and typed a line of words on the screen with her fingertips: "Thank you for your kindness, I..."

Wen Huaiyu shook his head with a smile: "It's not to help you. It's also because I really need a housekeeper."

"Ok?"

Wen Huaiyu didn't explain.

After a while, she suddenly leaned over and approached her, and tapped her forehead with her light white fingertips, her tone was frivolous and ambiguous, provocative without knowing it: "Little beauty, do you know that I look like this late at night In the clubhouse, people will commit crimes."

Ji Yirou was stunned, where her forehead was touched, heat spread inch by inch, the most sensitive nerve endings began to boil and burn, her cheeks flushed, and even her jade-white earlobes were stained pink.

Wen Huaiyu is used to flirting, and has seen all kinds of reactions, except that he has never seen this kind of pure and extreme pure shyness, which makes people feel a little more pity unconsciously, and even feels a little more embarrassed after withdrawing his hand, can't help it He coaxed a word: "I'll just say..."

Ji Yirou nodded slightly, raised her head to look at her, with a thin mist in her eyes, she bit her lower lip lightly, and then quickly lowered her head.

The most is the shyness of bowing his head.

Very touching.

Wen Huaiyu couldn't help but look at her a few more times: "If I thought about it before, you should think about it carefully and reply to me later."

It is true that her words and deeds can be called meng lang, and it is normal for a little girl to be afraid and hesitate; but in fact, she has no bad intentions, she just can't help but want to tease her.Besides, she wasn't lying, she really needed a housekeeper.

There was a knock on the door, and it was the voice of the driver Wang Ji: "Miss, sir, I have something to see you tonight, please go back to the old house."

At that moment, Wen Huaiyu sat up straight, his shoulders were flattened back, his smile disappeared, his beautiful eyes were frosted, and his voice sank a few degrees: "Got it."

She lifted the blanket and bent down, Ji Yirou had already picked up her high heels and handed them to her.

She lowered her head, her snow-white slender neck folded into a moving arc, which looked extraordinarily delicate, and the thin belt inlaid with broken diamonds went around her delicate ankle and tied it on the extremely white and tender instep, her movements were elegant and calm.

Ji Yirou was fascinated by it, but Wen Huaiyu wanted to talk to her at this time, and happened to meet her obsessed eyes, she couldn't help lowering her eyes and concentrating on it.

Wen Huaiyu gave a low laugh, stood up, and pulled back his temple hair casually, his every move was charming.

Soon, the coat was also put on, and those slender and fair long legs were also caged in. She looked lazy and luxurious, and waved lightly: "Let's go."

Ji Yirou took a step forward, she hadn't answered her invitation before, and now she was very afraid that she would change her mind.

But Wen Huaiyu really walked too fast, and before she could speak, he had already left the room.When Ji Yirou chased her out, she saw a slender figure at the end of the corridor, with her long and slightly curly hair draped over her shoulders, she was walking extremely fast, and she was also very good-looking, swaying and full of brilliance.

She sighed softly from the bottom of her heart, looked away, turned around, and saw the manager standing nearby, looking at her with a deep smile: "Good job. Remember, don't make Miss Wen angry. Tonight You get an extra bonus."

Ji Yirou lowered her eyes and nodded slightly, she didn't look very happy, but looked a little indifferent.

The manager didn't like her very much at first, if someone hadn't entrusted her with him and sent him money, and Ji Yirou was really good-looking, he didn't intend to keep her.

This girl is as cold as ice, and she doesn't know how to be a human being. For example, at this moment, she doesn't even have the slightest sense of gratitude, and her expression is cold.

But so what.

It doesn't matter if he likes it or not, as long as those rich people like it.In other words, nobles have weird eyes too, they don't like flamboyant, gentle and enthusiastic people, but they like such a quiet and indifferent one.But this is not good, maybe the more such a person is, the more interesting it is to conquer.

After the manager left, Ji Yirou went to the locker room.

It was dark at night, and the nurse I hired was doing her duty. She took a photo and sent her a picture, saying that the patient is doing well today, so please rest assured.

Ji Yirou looked at the phone in silence before turning off the screen, then changed out of the cheongsam and put on her own clothes.White shirt, jeans, sweater, and a thick black down jacket.

There were people coming in from the locker room all the time, and those older girls glanced at her out of the corner of their eyes, pointing and scolding Huai Huai: "Some people, they say they are college students. How can they get up faster than anyone else?"

"Really, you said it's fine if you climbed into a man's bed, but what's the matter with climbing into a woman's bed?"

"Hey, give me [-]. Didn't I fucking mean climbing a woman's bed, climbing a mother... what are you doing?!"

The woman who was exhaling fragrance was suddenly pulled by the collar, and she couldn't breathe well, and she patted Ji Yirou's arm: "Hey, what are you doing! You killed someone! Help!"

The girl who has always been silent and quiet, her eyes are full of hostility at this moment, and the corners of her lips are tightly pursed. She even lifted her with one hand, and even let her pat her but did not let go. Instead, she pressed her head harder and harder. on a cold table.

The people who were gossiping before dispersed when Ji Yirou walked over, and now they finally panicked.Stepped forward and pulled: "Hey, I said, dumb, let go, don't kill people!"

The corners of Ji Yirou's lips curled up slightly, her hands did not loosen, but instead she threw the woman hard against the wall, pressing her face against the wall, and paused every word: "No, Xu, say, she .”

The woman was frightened by her, feeling pain and fear, crying bitterly: "Stop talking, don't talk..."

She finally let go of her hand, her expression was cold, she closed her fingers slightly, then frowned, walked back to the table, rinsed her palm with a glass of water, and walked away expressionlessly.

Behind him, there was a gasp in the locker room: "What a lunatic..."

"Yeah, go crazy."

"Shh, be quiet."

Ji Yirou heard it all, but she didn't care.

It doesn't matter if she says these words.But some people, they are not worthy of mentioning.

Walking out of the clubhouse, the rain outside has stopped, and it will be extraordinarily cold when it rains in winter, the coldness can penetrate into the bones of a person, and it is cold from the inside out.

The place where she lived was very close, she ran back, it was only a few minutes away.

Just after arriving home, the phone rang, and it was Chen Qi calling.

Ji Yirou pressed the connection button: "Sister Qi."

With a good voice, the voice is like a clear spring in the forest, clear and clean, no longer hoarse than before.

As soon as Chen Qi heard her voice, she said a lot, asking her why she had conflicts with others, and asked very anxiously: "Do you know, Ming Dao let the word out this time, fair competition, Fair competition, that's why I put you in the club, just after you..."

Ji Yirou listened quietly, and waited for her to finish before saying, "Sorry."

He said sorry, but in his tone, there was clearly no meaning of apology.

Chen Qi was furious: "Ji Yirou, what do you mean? We are on the same boat, what good will it do you if you piss me off?! I heard that you were called into your room tonight, for an hour? Do you know that if you become famous in the future, this will be your stain! It's someone you met before, right? Why don't you refuse!"

Ji Yirou: "...I can't do it."

Chen Qi got stuck: "What do you mean... can't do it? Is it someone you know? What's his name?"

Ji Yirou paused for a moment, lowered her head, the corners of her lips curved slightly, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows became gentle: "Wen Huaiyu."

Now, Chen Qi was completely dumbfounded.

After a long time, she screamed excitedly: "Miss Wen, the future heir, Wen Huaiyu?!"

Ji Yirou couldn't help frowning.

She didn't like the string of qualifiers that preceded it.Even if it is true.

Chen Qi cheered on the other end of the phone: "Yirou, you are really great! I came to the club to let you adapt to the environment in advance, to get used to the feeling of not being able to speak for two months. Who knows, you actually met Miss Wen .Get in touch with her well, don't miss the opportunity. For a person of this level, just a little favor at hand is enough for you to eat for a lifetime!"

Ji Yirou leaned against the window, looking at the dark night outside, the corners of her lips pursed: "She invited me to be her personal butler."

"Go! Why don't you go!"

"……But."

"No but. Have you never read that kind of online novel?"

""The Domineering President and his Housekeeper's Little Wife", have you seen this kind?"

Ji Yirou breathed a sigh of relief: "I see."

She hung up the phone, opened the glass window, and the cold air hit her face. She rubbed her fingertips, as if thinking about something.

Since he approached her with a purpose, there is no need to be afraid of Wen Huaiyu's misunderstanding.

She has a purpose, but never for her money.As for why, only she knew in her heart.

Ji Yirou has always been decisive in doing things, and there are very few times when he hesitates, but now he is hesitant. When he opens the chat interface of WeChat, there is only a reminder to add friends that night, nothing else.

She pressed and pressed her fingertips on the screen, typed and deleted a line of words, she didn't know how to speak.

It's just that the stars far away in the sky are so close to her now, she wants to touch them, but she can't help but withdraw her hand.

The light on the phone screen went out, and she didn't send the message in the end, but she was reluctant to give up, and fell asleep holding the phone.

In the middle of the night, Ji Yirou was awakened by the sound of rain outside the window, the window on the balcony was not closed properly, she groped, got out of bed, closed the window, lay down again, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Fingertips tapped on the phone screen, two unread new messages:

——771161, combination lock

——Southwest Avenue, Mingzhao Road, No. 330

It was from Wen Huaiyu.

Her heart began to beat wildly, she opened the map software, and searched for the address of the villa. In the city center, the most prosperous area, the entire floor is often sold, and the people who live here are rich businessmen.

It was her invitation.

There... is her home.