gentle fall

Ji Yirou walked very fast, Wen Huaiyu chased her on high heels, and almost bumped into people several times.

After leaving the restaurant, the wind in late autumn was chilly, and the moonlight was also a bit chilly. Wen Huaiyu finally caught up with her and held her arms: "Ji Yirou!"

Ji Yirou looked back at her, her clear eyes were full of stubbornness, she broke away from her hand again, and then took out her mobile phone to make a call.

The call was to Chen Qi.

When she temporarily returned from the program group, Chen Qi was still a little dissatisfied, saying that she was not as serious about work as before.

Ji Yirou didn't refute at that time, she just listened silently like before, it was considered a compromise, but when the phone call was made, her tone was never stronger than before: "Chen Qi, you have looked for her."

Chen Qi was taken aback by what she said, Ji Yirou had never called her by that name before: "Who did you look for?"

Ji Yirou pursed her lips and lowered her voice: "Wen Huaiyu."

Wen Huaiyu followed behind her, and when she heard her mention his name, he was shocked, pricked up his ears, and listened quietly.

On the other end of the phone, Chen Qi froze for a few seconds and coughed unnaturally: "I, I just met by chance."

"You did not tell me."

"It was just a few words when we met."

"A few words. Did you ask my permission, or speak to me afterward?"

She would never want to think of that feeling again. After waking up, her arms were so empty. That person chose to disappear, and let others tell her that she never wanted to see her again.

She didn't know what she did wrong, hugging the quilt at night, sitting on the bed, drinking cup after cup of cold water, thinking over and over again, what was wrong.She really didn't know, she couldn't cry, she just couldn't sleep all night.

Chen Qi was frightened by her aggressive attitude, and her voice softened: "Is this... a serious matter? Yirou, I just want to see you well. And now... aren't you all married?"

The corners of Ji Yirou's lips twitched, with a half-smile, she said softly: "Chen Qi, you have touched my bottom line. So, my cooperation with you ends here."

She didn't give Chen Qi another chance to speak, so she hung up the phone directly.

She told Chen Qi a long time ago that she never cared about many things, as long as her bottom line was not touched, she would listen to the arrangements.But once Chen Qi crossed the line, she would never forgive her again.

Wen Huaiyu followed her a few meters away, saw that she had hung up the phone, then walked up carefully, and tugged on her sleeve: "Don't be angry."

Ji Yirou turned her head and looked at her, her cold and clean eyes were as cold as ice: "Why did you chase after her?"

Wen Huaiyu hooked her hand and shook it lightly: "You're gone, will I stay there alone?"

"Didn't you want me?"

"……sorry……"

Ji Yirou lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow, she said softly: "It doesn't matter. It's none of your business."

She said it didn't matter, but Wen Huaiyu knew that she didn't really care, so he held her hand carefully: "You just ate a little, are you hungry?"

"Not hungry."

"Then let's go back, shall we?"

"Where to go?"

Wen Huaiyu bit his lower lip lightly: "Didn't you say that you want to go back to that villa?"

In fact, today is not a very good time. After saying this, she regretted it, and hurriedly said: "You are in a bad mood today, let's go home first."

Ji Yirou smiled lightly, her voice hit a wall like broken ice: "Just go there."

The villa was not far away, and it took only 10 minutes to drive there. In the middle, Wen Huaiyu stopped at the entrance of the convenience store and bought yogurt, bread, corn, and some fast food staples.

Ji Yirou glanced lightly: "I don't want to eat it. You can eat it yourself."

She looked sleepy, didn't speak, and didn't want to laugh, she kept walking in silence, entered the gate of the villa, her footsteps paused, a mocking smile slowly appeared on the corner of her lips, it was herself.

Wen Huaiyu walked in front, opened the door, and stood at the door, stunned for a moment.

Everything is still the same as the day she left, the beige shawl she dropped casually, the documents she accidentally left on the table, and the silver bracelet she took off casually...all quietly in place, it seems that it has not been seen for a long time people live.

There is dust flying in the air, quiet and deserted.

She breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head, and saw Ji Yirou standing not far away: "Come in."

Ji Yirou pursed her lips, walked in, and rolled up her sleeves: "Don't sit down yet. I'll find a rag and wipe it, it's all dust."

The more she looked like this, the more Wen Huaiyu felt guilty and distressed: "Go to sleep for a while, I'll be fine?"

Ji Yirou was lowering her head to wipe the table, when she heard this, she raised her head and gave her a faint smile: "Can you?"

Wen Huaiyu: "..."

she won't...

She never takes care of people.

Ji Yirou wiped the table, sofa and stool clean with a wet rag, her emotions were no longer intense at first, but turned into a mild one, but Wen Huaiyu felt even more uncomfortable, feeling like she was wearing a mask to hide all the real things. Emotions are all hidden.

There are still cold and clean eyes, gentle and delicate eyebrows, but a little less anger.

But when she looked at her, her heart felt sore, she went into the kitchen and hugged her: "Rourou... baby, if you are angry, just scold me, okay?"

"You did nothing wrong."

"I……"

Wen Huaiyu couldn't speak, so he hugged her. There was nothing he could do, so he could only act like a baby: "Don't be so busy. Stay with me, okay?"

She seldom acted like a baby, so she couldn't help blushing when she said these words. Ji Yirou was standing in front of the cooking table, wiping the dust, her voice softened a bit: "Aren't you full? I'll cook some noodles for you."

Wen Huaiyu hugged her and did not let go: "Why don't you scold me?"

Ji Yirou lowered her head, a strand of temple hair passed by her ear, and slowly fell down, with a gentle and delicate beauty, with a graceful and moving look: "Okay. I'll scold you, don't make trouble for me here. You go swimming Bar."

Her so-called scolding is neither serious nor serious. It is not so much scolding as persuasion.

Wen Huaiyu hummed dejectedly: "Then I'll listen to you. Come to me when you're done."

"Go. The swimsuit is where you left it."

Wen Huaiyu hadn't gone swimming for a long time, so he changed the water in the pool to new ones, and sat by the pool in a daze. After waiting for a long time, Ji Yirou didn't come to call her, so bored, he jumped into the water and swam back and forth for a few laps.

Her chest was a bit stuffy at first, but now she felt a little more relaxed. She lay on her stomach by the pool, her feet stepping on the water, and when she saw Ji Yirou approaching, Xue Nen raised her slender arms from the water and waved: "I'm here !"

She was wearing a blue one-piece swimsuit, her facial features were bright and delicate, water droplets were falling from her wet hair, dripping down, the light was falling from the top of her head, her eyes were slightly raised, her complexion was beautiful, and the water surface was sparkling Sparkling, she floats gently, like a little mermaid in the deep sea, tempting passers-by in the world.

Ji Yirou's eyes deepened, she approached, stood on the shore, and slowly bent down: "Have you enjoyed yourself?"

Wen Huaiyu raised his head and smiled coquettishly: "No. Do you want to accompany me?"

"Ok?"

"I remember you said, you can't swim, and you seem to be a little afraid of water, shall I teach you?"

Ji Yirou hesitated: "It's not a little bit, it's because I'm very scared."

"Then I'll teach you. I've taught you, so you don't have to be afraid anymore."

Wen Huaiyu stretched out his hand towards her, coquettishly and softly: "Rou Rou, okay?"

Ji Yirou breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes fell on her slender and delicate collarbone, and her tender and plump breasts, the eyes gradually deepened, and she finally nodded: "Okay."

Wen Huaiyu was so happy to show off her face.

She does have her own mind.

Today Ji Yirou was in a low mood, she wanted to coax her, but there was really no good way, so she wanted to coax Ji Yirou into the water, she would teach her to swim, hold her, hold her hand, Hold her when she is afraid, and even... love her well.

Wen Huaiyu couldn't help but licked his lower lip, his mouth was inexplicably dry, and he took a few steps back: "Come on, get into the water slowly, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Ji Yirou just changed into her swimsuit, a light yellow top, accompanied by a short skirt of the same color, the skirt is very short, revealing a pair of slender and long legs.

She sat down on the shore, put her calves in first, and after adapting to the water temperature for a while, she supported the shore and went down slowly. The moment she fell into the water, she subconsciously panicked.

Wen Huaiyu quickly hugged her from behind: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Baby, I'm here, don't be afraid."

Ji Yirou hummed lightly, and asked her: "How do we learn now?"

She bit her lip, her cheeks were a little pale, and her eyes were full of fear, which made people feel distressed.Wen Huaiyu kissed her ear: "Don't do anything else first. Just feel the temperature of the water, feel the power of the water, very gentle and long."

Ji Yirou's eyebrows slowly gathered together: "I can't feel it...it seems to be sinking."

Wen Huaiyu whispered in her ear: "Don't be afraid. I'm here. Have you been so afraid of water since you were a child?"

"Ah."

"Why? Did you accidentally fall into the water, or did you get frightened?"

When Ji Yirou heard this question, she was silent for a second: "Don't you know?"

Wen Huaiyu was startled: "Does it have something to do with me?"

I really can't remember, since I knew Ji Yirou, she seemed to be very afraid of water.

Ji Yirou pursed her lips slightly, smiled, turned her head, and said softly, "I really don't remember."

Wen Huaiyu couldn't hear what she was saying, so he raised his hand subconsciously, wanting to hold her down, and asked her why, but as soon as he let go, Ji Yirou sank to the bottom of the pool, her cheeks paled instantly: "I'm going to die..."

"No, no, sorry, sorry, I'm here."

Wen Huaiyu was in a hurry, wrapped his hands around her slender waist, picked her up, and held her up higher: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. It's okay, it's okay."

Ji Yirou was frightened, her body trembled uncontrollably, her lips were biting tightly, even though Wen Huaiyu hugged her by the pool and made her back touch the pool wall, she was still afraid, her eyes were wet: " I'm dying."

Wen Huaiyu comforted softly: "No. I'm here, and I won't let anything happen to you."

"It almost sank just now..."

The scene many years ago reappeared, making her so depressed that she couldn't breathe. She still remembered the feeling of sinking, hopeless, but powerless.

Wen Huaiyu kissed her lips, and whispered, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't let go. I won't let you sink."

There was heat on her lips, Ji Yirou was burned a bit, she turned around from that frightened and absent-minded state, her legs subconsciously hooked around her waist, her hands also hugged her tightly, chasing her eagerly lips.

Wen Huaiyu's cheeks became hot from her kiss, thinking... But she was worried about being in the swimming pool, Ji Yirou's mood was still so unstable... She thought about it, but still held back.

But she was enduring it, but Ji Yirou didn't think so, she always felt that kissing was not enough, she wanted more... and...

Wen Huaiyu was in a trance, until a stream of water slowly poured in... She wanted to let go, but she was afraid that Ji Yirou would be frightened again, so she forcibly held back.

At last……

The water in the swimming pool seemed to be getting hot as well. She blushed and her heart was pounding. She was pressed against the edge of the pool and endured it twice.

After going ashore, after soaking in the water for a long time, Ji Yirou looked weaker than her, but asked her in a hoarse voice: "Is it hard?"

Wen Huaiyu was ashamed to look at her, and buried his cheeks in his hands in despair, almost crying.