gentle fall

There is only the sound of lips touching lightly in the room, accompanied by a little rustling sound - that is the sound of a golden ginkgo leaf fan, and the leaves are slightly broken.

Wen Huaiyu couldn't help licking her lips, but what she touched was the rough leaves. She was very dissatisfied, her lips were slightly open, like a small fish thrown ashore. After Ji Yirou left, she was still slender. Panting thinly.

Her lipstick has already been spent and was swept away, but it has a little luster and moisture, which is very attractive.

Ji Yirou picked up the small fan, took a deep breath, as if she was trying to control something, but slightly bent her eyebrows, touched a little lipstick on the corner of her lips with her fingertips, and said softly: "Your lipstick doesn't even bother you." Lost."

Wen Huaiyu glared at her angrily. At this time, who cares about whether the lipstick will come off... Shouldn't... Shouldn't he continue to kiss her?

Ji Yirou hugged her, straightened her messy hair with her right hand, and added in a soft voice: "They were all eaten by me."

Wen Huaiyu clearly knew that she was talking about lipstick, but Wen Huaiyu's ears still felt numb for no reason, probably because of some more ambiguous hints from this sentence, his eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, covering his infinite thoughts.

She longed for something in her heart, but she was always ashamed to say it, she just gave Ji Yirou a tender look, probably hoping that she would understand.

But who knew, the corners of Ji Yirou's lips curved slightly, she smiled, and rubbed the center of her eyebrows lightly: "I'm tired."

Wen Huaiyu: "..."

Xiao Bie is better than newlyweds, at this time, shouldn't the old house be on fire, instantly ignite? !

She glared at Ji Yirou with some grievances, and Ji Yirou met her gaze, but her smile was extremely frank: "I'm really tired. Outdoor variety shows, a lot of exercise. And,"

Ji Yirou took a deep look at Wen Huaiyu, and there seemed to be a different emotion hidden in her tone: "You are still recuperating."

It's the perfect reason.

After hearing what she said, Wen Huaiyu couldn't even utter a word of rebuttal.

If he was really tired, how could he have picked her up before, and teased her on purpose just now... She couldn't stop kissing her, and now she was hanging up and down, her heart was so itchy, but it couldn't be relieved.

But she was so angry, but when Ji Yirou asked her if she was angry, she couldn't say it.

How embarrassing to say it, she was angry for such a reason... besides, the reason Ji Yirou gave was too reasonable, and she had never heard of anyone recuperating, so she did some strenuous exercise... although it was only in bed.

Ji Yirou looked at her from the side, her mountain and moon-like eyebrows were extremely beautiful when they were bent, and the eyebrows and eyes were full of doting, she always liked to see her little complacency, and also liked to see her aggrieved but dared not explode ——Probably no matter what Wen Huaiyu is, she likes it very much.

The two sat quietly for a while, one was wronged but couldn't speak, and the other was like a mirror in his heart, but he didn't say anything, and he didn't speak for a while, until suddenly there was a cooing sound in the room - it came from Wen Huaiyu's stomach here.

She let out a soft ah, and covered Ji Yirou's ears: "You didn't hear, you didn't hear anything."

Ji Yirou followed her words and said yes, and when she finally let go, he asked: "Did I take you out for porridge because I didn't have dinner?"

Wen Huaiyu really didn't care about eating. He got off the plane and drove all the way. When he got here, he was going to wait for her to have dinner together at first... Who knew that he saw such a scene, so full of gas, how could he remember to eat.It wasn't until her stomach growled just now that she was reminded that she forgot to eat dinner.

Ji Yirou stood up and reached out to her: "Shall I carry you down?"

Wen Huaiyu stood up, blushing: "There are so many people, you don't need to hug, Zhou Ran... By the way, I left without telling him, he must be looking for me everywhere."

Ji Yirou was thoughtful: "So, you came up to find me secretly just now?"

Wen Huaiyu looked away: "No! As I said, I was just passing by."

Ji Yirou covered her lips and giggled: "Is that so. What time is the plane?"

"A little bit. It's all your fault that I'm in such a hurry..."

Wen Huaiyu answered subconsciously, but as he talked, he realized that something was wrong again. How could it be so easy for her to get out of his words!

She didn't want to stay here anymore, she stood up and wanted to go by herself, but was hugged by Ji Yirou.

Ji Yirou rested her chin on her shoulder, hugged her tightly, and whispered in her ear: "I'm very happy...you come to see me, I'm very happy, very happy."

Wen Huaiyu was still a little emotional at first, but after listening to her words so straightforwardly, he no longer felt awkward. He just leaned on her shoulder and hummed lightly: "I'm not passing by...I'm here to see you."

Ji Yirou's voice became even more intoxicating: "I know, I know you miss me."

Wen Huaiyu hummed again, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she couldn't help biting her lips.

She wanted to say something more, such as asking about the so-called scandal, such as the tall and handsome man, but was interrupted by a knock on the door, and Zhou Ran's voice came from outside the door: "Mr. Wen, are you there?"

Ji Yirou let go of her hand, went to open the door, only to find that the battle outside was too big, and the scene was a bit embarrassing - Zhou Ran alarmed the management of the hotel, they all stood outside the door, and there were 4 people wearing black baseballs The sturdy bodyguards in uniform were staring at the inside, and Zhou Yingdi's little assistant stood aside pitifully like a little quail: "Here... I said she is here."

Wen Huaiyu was also a little embarrassed, he beckoned and let Zhou Ran in: "It's okay...it was my whim. Go and solve the follow-up problems, and go back and give you a bonus."

Zhou Ran smiled awkwardly, touched his ears, resigned himself to his fate, and went back to clean up this mess.

The bodyguards were all standing at the door, and one of them pushed the wheelchair up, which was just right, Ji Yirou picked up her mobile phone, and pushed Wen Huaiyu out: "Let's go out for a walk."

It's just that as soon as the two of them walked out, they found that the corridor was even more embarrassing. It turned out that not only the management of the hotel, but the entire program group was alarmed. Everyone was watching TV in the room, and they heard someone talking outside the corridor, and their attitude was extremely tough. : "Our President Wen disappeared in your hotel. If no one can be found within an hour, the police will come."

People probably have a heart for gossip. They want to know whether this President Wen is a Mediterranean bald man or a middle-aged man with a big belly. They also want to know which little girl is close to the boss at a young age, so almost everyone opened the door. Pretend to chat with colleagues, but the corner of the eye has been secretly glanced.

Unexpectedly, that group of people was so aggressive that they finally stopped outside the room at the end of the corridor. The Mr. Wen was probably inside, and the management staff of the hotel left soon. Girl, Ji Yirou, an actress with a beautiful smile, just pushed someone out.

That person was sitting in a wheelchair, she was a very beautiful woman, her long chestnut hair was slightly curly, draped over her shoulders, her facial features were also very good, her eyebrows were deep and her lips were thick, her nose was straight, her chin was slightly raised, and she was showing a faint smile. She is so proud, with a pair of emerald earrings hanging from her snow-white earlobes, she is a big beauty full of aura.

A few bodyguards in black followed respectfully. Seeing someone spying, they pulled their faces and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Wen, do you need to clear the venue?"

Wen Huaiyu said no: "Someone else lived here. You don't have to worry about it."

Her voice was faint, but it fell on everyone's ears like thunder: So this is that Mr. Wen!

Fair skin, beautiful, young and rich, grandma, why is there such a big gap between people!

Wen Huaiyu naturally noticed other people's eyes. She never cared about other people's opinions, but she cared if it would make things difficult for Ji Yirou: "Will it affect you?"

Ji Yirou said softly: "It doesn't matter. Let's go out first."

Her attitude is so easy-going and natural, as if the surprised eyes of others are not as important as buying her a bowl of hot porridge in her heart.

Wen Huaiyu leaned in the wheelchair, feeling warm in her heart, but she felt a little cold when she stepped out of the hotel gate, Ji Yirou untied her scarf for her: "It's colder here than at home."

Her scarf was covered with the light and elegant gardenia fragrance, which also left her warmth. Wen Huaiyu bit his lips, smiled secretly, buried his chin in a little bit, rubbed it lightly, feeling the taste It was wonderful.

The supper stalls were already being closed one after another. Ji Yirou pushed the wheelchair until she stopped outside a small porridge shop. She turned around and squatted down with an extremely gentle expression: "Have some porridge, okay?"

Wen Huaiyu said yes, Ye Feng was intoxicated, and this person's gentleness made her even more intoxicated: "You make the arrangements, and I will listen to you."

She seldom gives the initiative to others. She always likes to take everything into her own hands, but at this moment, she is calm and peaceful. Watching Ji Yirou order some porridge for her, the girl stands there, looking down seriously. The lights were dim and the mist was misty, but she was delicate and gentle, like a graceful orchid, swaying gently in the evening wind, so moving that Wen Huaiyu wanted to engrave her in his heart.

She remembered Deng Ruo asking her during the day, asking her, do you like her.

Wen Huaiyu naturally knew who the "she" Deng Ruo was talking about was, but he didn't answer, but asked Deng Ruo instead, asking her to guess.

In fact, there is no need to guess at all.

She likes it.

Already liked her very much.