Ling Yiran hurriedly got out of bed and threw down a sentence, "I... go and wash up." Then he rushed into the bathroom.

Yi Jinli looked at Ling Yiran's back as if he was running away, but his eyes became heavier.

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In the bathroom, Ling Yiran looked at his red face in the mirror and took a breath.

She could not believe what Yi Jinli said just now. She... pressed him down and then took the initiative to kiss him.

How is this possible?

But... she hesitated, is it really impossible? Even she herself didn't know what she could do to see if she was drunk.

If... what Yi Jinli said is true? Then she...

When he thought of that possibility, Ling still had the urge to bury himself.

After a hurry to wash, she walked out of the bathroom, but found that Yi Jinli was still in the room.

At this moment, he was sitting on a chair, holding a glass of water in his hand and sipping lightly.

A well-tailored suit, wide shoulders and narrow waist, and two long legs are elegantly overlapping. Her handsome face, three-dimensional and deep contours, and delicate facial features. When he half-hung his eyes, his long eyelashes looked like a fan, making people unable to help but imagine how charming and beauty it would be when his eyes were completely opened.

Just sitting like this gives people a pleasing feeling, as if he is just a painting.

Even though he was holding a cheap and ordinary tea cup at this moment, it would not damage the nobleness he showed on his body.

Before... why didn't she notice it?

Ling Yiran complained about himself in his heart again. In fact, when Yi Jinli lived here with her, she should have discovered that some of his habits, his postures of dining, and his inadvertent education were not possessed by a homeless man at all.

Just now, Yi Jinli raised his eyes gently, and his extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes looked towards Ling Yiran. In an instant, she felt as if she was about to fall into his pupils.

"I...I'm going to work." She finally pulled back her mind. It was already past nine o'clock in the morning, and she was several hours late. It was probably a loss of money and criticism by then.

"Don't worry, I'll ask for leave for you." He said.

She was slightly stunned, only to hear him continue, "By the way, have you thrown away all the clothes and utensils I used to be here?"

She pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Did you throw away the gloves you used to make me back then? [New    www.xsbiquge.info]?" he asked staring at her.

She hesitated for a moment before saying, "I didn't throw it away, I've put it away."

Throwing... is a luxury word for her.

"Why didn't you throw it away?" he asked.

"At least...it's worth a few more money. Even if you are a second-hand one, you can still sell it..."

But before she finished speaking, his face was completely dark, "You really know how to piss people to death..."

Yi Jinli glared at Ling Yi for a moment and said, "Since you haven't thrown that glove, then put it on and give it to me."

She was stunned and looked at him blankly. Now he actually had no need to act in front of her. Her gloves were still removed from the wool of the old sweater. What was he going to do? Could it be that he really wears them?
Chapter completed!