gentle fall

Chapter 115

For such a matter, even though Wen Huaiyu was coaxed, she was still worried. Sometimes when she woke up in the middle of the night, she always sat up from the bed, hugged Ji Yirou's leg, and stared at it with a serious expression.

Ji Yirou originally slept lightly, felt that her eyes were wandering, and her drowsiness was gone, so she took her into his arms, and at first asked her what she was looking at, but then she didn't ask at all, and only said vaguely: " Are you thinking about my leg?"

Wen Huaiyu ignored her joke, and said very seriously: "It's raining tonight, do you have leg pain?"

She specifically asked a doctor about it. After puberty, people's bones heal slower and their ability will deteriorate, and it is easy to be sore in rainy weather.

She was thinking about this matter, and then remembered that Ji Yirou was injured at that time, and then went to that ghost place in Western Europe to stay for half a year, where it was warm and humid, maybe she left something to hide, but she was afraid that this person would keep silent and endure it silently .

She continued to ramble: "I'm going to make an appointment with a doctor, let's go for another checkup, okay? Let's go tomorrow. I'll postpone the business trip for a while."

"My plane tomorrow, I'm going to fly to the crew, have you forgotten... Be good, don't make trouble, it's only 02:30, sleep well."

"It doesn't matter about the crew. I'll call Zeng Wang, and he won't say anything. You are obedient."

Ji Yirou couldn't laugh or cry, lost her temper: "Hey, I'm only in my twenties and I'm in very good health. Do you think I'm an old lady?"

Wen Huaiyu snorted twice, still very worried: "But you have strained your ligaments before, which means you are not as good as you say."

Ji Yirou turned over, and simply sealed it with a kiss, this person is just not tired enough to think so much.

Wen Huaiyu was speechless, and when the kiss slowed down a little, her breathing became disordered, and she opened her mouth intermittently, like a warbler singing in spring, each time more tenderly: "Why are you unreasonable...I haven't said anything yet. After finishing speaking, you...well, Rourou..."

Ji Yirou was kissing with her head buried, focused and pious, enthusiastic but gentle: "You are mine... mine alone... I love you, I love you so much..."

Wen Huaiyu was dizzy from her kiss, and pressed his fingertips between her ink-like hair: "I love you too..."

There was already a mess tonight, but now it's probably because Ji Yirou is leaving tomorrow, so the two of them refuse to let go and stick to each other.

The night is so long, the starlight seems to melt into the charming room.

The next day.

Wen Huaiyu overslept for the first time. Last night was a bit of a toss. Her throat was a little hoarse, and she looked around blankly.

A note was pasted on the bedside: "My legs are fine, don't worry."

Wen Huaiyu's ears were numb, and suddenly he understood the deep meaning of her words, it was true... I really felt it last night.

She folded up the note, put it behind the phone case, walked out with her shoes on, and couldn't help but help the escalator when going down the stairs... Hiss, the nonsense is ruthless.

She doesn't know if Ji Yirou's leg hurts or not, she has to pay attention to the fact that her body is real.

……

Ji Yirou took over a drama and didn't come back until years ago.

For this, Wen Huaiyu was very resentful, feeling like a boudoir resentful woman, staying alone in an empty room every day.

Sometimes she thought impulsively, to tie her elder brother into the wedding room and let him give birth to a baby, and then she would just leave and stick to her daughter-in-law.

Wen Zhizhen listened to the little girl's thoughts, and smiled a little speechlessly: "I don't plan to get married."

Wen Huaiyu raised his eyebrows proudly: "But I heard from Rourou that the little girl calls you every day."

Wen Zhizhen: "...No."

I don't know what's wrong, but Ji Yirou's little assistant, a girl who is just 20 years old, blushes when she sees him, half a smile is not a smile, and then she made a special trip to ask for his WeChat, sending him some silly messages every day expression.

"If you say there is no, there is."

"Nannan, my eldest brother is 36 years old, and Lin Ling is only 20 years old. Even if you want to make a joke, don't make such a joke. Besides, it's not like you don't know that I'm not in good health."

Wen Huaiyu didn't believe his nonsense, some people seemed to be born to be a couple, like she had nothing to do with Ji Yirou, and her elder brother couldn't escape either.

"I won't tell you anymore, she's coming back today, and I'm going to pick her up."

Wen Zhizhen nodded, and stopped her again: "Instead of counting on big brother, have you ever thought about whether you want children?"

"No," Wen Huaiyu replied decisively: "She only wants me, alone."

So does she.

She was in a great mood, and happily drove the car to the airport. As soon as the car was parked, she received a message from Ji Yirou. When she waited outside the airport, the first time they met her was: "Is your leg okay?"

Ji Yirou pressed her into his arms and ruffled her hair: "In your heart, I am not as important as my leg, am I? Do you want to take it off for you someday?"

Wen Huaiyu: "..."

No, no, no, the more you say it, the more scary it becomes.

But she probably has itchy skin recently, as if she was not skinny or happy, when she got home at night, she insisted on checking Ji Yirou's legs inch by inch, and the euphemistic name is: massage.

Ji Yirou took her into his arms and gave her a good meal.

After tidying up, Wen Huaiyu leaned on her shoulder, lazily, not wanting to move, and was hugged by Ji Yirou to take a bath, as if he just came back to his senses: "By the way, are you hungry? You didn't eat when you came back. I Go get something to eat."

When the two met, they only knew to hug and kiss. Now that it was dark outside, they remembered that they hadn't eaten at all.

Ji Yirou smiled and narrowed her eyes: "Are you going to burn the kitchen again?"

Wen Huaiyu snorted angrily: "You underestimate me."

"I'll go." Ji Yirou stood up and pressed her shoulders, "You wait for me on the bed."

"No, I'll do it, you wait for me."

Wen Huaiyu was very persistent, broke away from her hand, ran down like a rush, ran out, and smiled proudly when he turned around: "You just wait for me!"

Ji Yirou rolled her eyes, smiled, and really listened to her, sat down on the bed, was bored and would be dazed, waited and waited, couldn't wait anymore, and simply went downstairs.

The pots, pans and pans in the kitchen downstairs were being brutally abused, with bangs and bangs, sometimes the lid of the pot fell to the ground with a bang, and sometimes there was a thud, like oil splashing when it hit water.

In fact, over the past six months, especially in the past two or three months, Miss Wen has really made up her mind to learn how to cook, and even invited a chef from a Michelin restaurant to teach her, but after all, she doesn't stick to the sun for a long time Yes, I haven't touched pots and pans since I was a child, and it was a disaster to learn, almost burning the kitchen down.

At that time Ji Yirou was out of town, and when she heard the news by chance, she flew back specially, with a cold face, enduring her heartache to teach her a lesson.

As soon as she heard the noise, she felt anxious and wanted to enter the kitchen. Wen Huaiyu turned his back to her and yelled, "It will be ready soon! Don't come in!"

She said it was ready, and it was true, no kidding, a bowl of tomato and egg fried rice came out a few minutes later, red tomatoes, yellow rice grains, it looked good and smelled delicious.

"Did you try it?"

Wen Huaiyu pushed the rice over, sat on the chair, kicked off the shoes, swayed his legs slightly, looked up at her, and rolled his eyes, waiting for her evaluation.

Ji Yirou scooped up a little with a spoon, handed it to her mouth, met her expectant eyes, and ate it.

"How about it?"

Wen Huaiyu blinked nervously: "It should be pretty good, right?"

She is a little cautiously proud, like a kitten with her tail raised, hoping for the caress and appreciation of her master.

Ji Yirou hummed lightly: "It's okay."

The kitten's tail drooped silently, Wen Huaiyu lowered his head, unable to hide his disappointment: "Then I will work harder."

Ji Yirou smiled softly, and took a spoonful to her lips, she said she didn't want to eat it, but Ji Yirou insisted, she ate a little in the end—well, it was quite ordinary.

Tomatoes are a bit sour, eggs are okay, and rice is a little bit mushy.

She was a little frustrated: "Don't eat, order a takeaway, or drive out to eat."

But Ji Yirou looked at her with a smile, took another sip, and slowly passed the spoon to her lips, touching the place where she had eaten, her red lips parted slightly: "Your taste is delicious."

Wen Huaiyu's ears were numb all of a sudden, this person was always cold and gentle, yet calmly seductive, always calling her... blush and heartbeat.

She blushed because of her actions, but she couldn't let her eat like this, so she stood up and grabbed the spoon: "Don't eat, don't eat."

Ji Yirou didn't compete with her either: "It's fine, I'll make a beef fried rice, you wait for me."

Ok……

In the end it was up to her to do it.

Wen Huaiyu sighed, dragged his chin, sat in front of the table and waited, dangling his legs, turned around, saw Ji Yirou wearing an apron, rolled up his sleeves, gentle and quiet, beautiful like a meticulous painting .

Wen Huaiyu turned his head: "You like cooking so much, but you don't like eating. You are too concerned about what you eat. No wonder your neighbors always asked you for food when you were abroad."

Ji Yirou was busy in the kitchen, far away, her voice was flat: "I used to be bored alone abroad. After returning to China, I didn't think much about it."

"Then you still have to cook. In fact, you can also ask the chef to come to cook."

While talking, Wen Huaiyu jumped off the chair and leaned against the pool: "You just came back, you can actually spend more time with me."

Ji Yirou turned her head and looked at her intently: "I don't like cooking, and I don't care about food."

"Why then?"

"I like you, I love you."

Wen Huaiyu: "..."

Aww, she couldn't help turning around, trying to cover her face!Why is this person always so provocative tonight.

She doesn't even want to eat anymore, just eat her.

Ji Yirou always cooks very quickly, and soon, two bowls of fragrant and fresh fried rice came out, and Wen Huaiyu sighed while eating: "Oh... delicious!"

There is a big difference between this person and another person.

Ji Yirou poured her a glass of water: "Eat slowly."

She lowered her head slightly, and asked in a calm tone: "Miss from the real estate tycoon's family, have you seen her again?"

Wen Huaiyu paused, and stammered an explanation: "No, no, listen to me, I have nothing to do with her, she just covets my money."

Speaking of which, it was a big black pot. The eldest lady of the Qiao family wanted to discuss business with her, but she didn't agree. She was so shameless that she went around saying that the two of them were already engaged, causing her to be kicked from the bed by Ji Yirou Go down, it took a long time to know why.

Ji Yirou smiled lightly: "Huh? She is very good-looking, don't you like it?"

Wen Huaiyu stopped eating, and used to hold her hand tightly: "There are so many good-looking people in the world, do I want to like everyone?"

"You admit that she looks good."

"Not as good-looking as you! And there is only one you in the world... I like you, that's enough."

Ji Yirou stretched out her hand to pinch her cheek, and praised her earnestly: "You are so good."

Wen Huaiyu: "..."

It turned out to be pretending to be angry.

But she likes her like this.

After dinner, it was still early, Wen Huaiyu didn't want to sleep, so he took Ji Yirou's hand and went up to the balcony on the third floor.

It was night, the wind was cold, and the air was filled with the smell of the New Year. Before I knew it, another year had passed.

There is a crescent moon hanging in the sky, and the stars are like broken diamonds, dotted on the dark night, and the time is long and gentle.

Ji Yirou raised her head and looked at the stars.

Wen Huaiyu looked at her.

"Ji Yirou, just smile."

"Ok?"

"Smile, I like to see you smile."

Ji Yirou turned her head and smiled at her, her eyes slightly curved: "Is that so?"

Satisfied, Wen Huaiyu leaned on her shoulder, and the corners of his lips slowly rose: "Yes."

be gentle

Starlight falls into your eyes.

I fell,

My universe is only you.